"We've progressed into a liminal space. Corridors folding on each other. Psychometer is spiking here, are we sure this is safe?" —Hidden Mindscape Expedition 2nd Transmission
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███████████my dreams, narrowed down to the size of my thumb. ███████████████████████████
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