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MM: Smell your immediate surroundings.
MM: I MEANT LOOK UP WITH YOUR NOSE, YOU DOLT.
MM: Look-
MM: Quickly, take stock of the room! There’s loot to be found!
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MM: TO THE RUNGMOBILE! NANANANANANANA
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MM: Why don’t you examine that metal construct?