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The sharp sword slices easily through the thick rope, just below where your other hand clings to the root. You watch the rope fall lazily to the floor as you swing at an awkward angle, trying to regain your balance.
Suddenly, without warning, you lose your grip on the root and tumble toward the floor. Time moves in slow motion as you see the sword land hilt first in the soft floor, its blade reaching invitingly toward you.
Fortunately you feel no pain as your breath expires for the last time...
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