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| we did it, Mr. Johnson! we saved the world from the... from... i'm sorry, i'm not feeling too well | |
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| i feel it too. it feels kinda hot... too hot... it feels... | |
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| ...WRONG, MR. JOHNSON! IT FEELS WRONG! | |
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| DEAR GOD, WE'RE BEING DISSOLVED OUT OF EXISTENCE! THE TERROR OF NOTHINGNESS! THE ULTIMATE PAIN OF NON-BEING!!!! GRAWKLEAAGRG!!! | |
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| i'm sorry, miss, but your grampa passed away last night. it should comfort you to know that he went peacefully in his sleep | |
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