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Nothing, no one can get in the way of your Dream.

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You need to show everyone you're a Turner, like your father, and his father.

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You walk over to the student.

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You pick up one of the puzzle pieces.

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And then you jam it into their cheek, again, and again, until their brains are splattered all over the table.

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Just then, a warm, golden glow appears. The smell of perfume fills the air, and a faint taste of caviar seeps onto your tongue.

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