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"There there there there there there there," there it appeared, seven times,
the word "there." It wasn't pointing to anything, there was clearly nothing in
the room worth nothing besides this wall mysteriously written upon. Like a
logical person, I used this opportunity to introduce said wall to the power of
40 millimeter explosives – though to my surprise, the wall was actually a
façade.

"Oi, konnanoka?" I shouted, wondering what language this story was being
written in. It was probably whatever the writer's stream of consciousness
pushed out, but I wasn't convinced that using foreign languages in dialogue was
a good idea. Digressions aside, Jane quickly responded through proper
communications (and language,) "Yes, that's the entrance. How did you find it?"

"There were a bunch of 'there's," I answered. She looked at me a bit funny and
scratched her eye, before walking into the blaringly red cave entrance, without
saying a word.