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The Keeper of the Dream appears before you, in all her glory.
Liquid gold seeps down her crystal white eyes. Her skeletal hands are adorned with jewels of every kind.
"I admire your ambition," She tells you. "You have what it takes to succeed. Your journey shall end here."
A contract printed on golden paper appears in her hands. There are no words, no terms or conditions, just a dotted line for you to sign on.
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