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Around one half-million years ago:
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| Something horrible has happened! The tribe's fire has flickered out! | |
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| *Gasp!* Without fire we will be unable to scare away tigers, and we'll surely freeze to death when winter comes! | |
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| As our bravest hunter, the Elders have given you a mission - to seek out new fire and return it to us as quickly as you can. | |
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| I will not fail our people. I go now to purify myself and sharpen my spear. | |
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| DON'T FORGET TO GET QUOTES FROM THREE DIFFERENT SUPPLIERS! | |
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