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16.03.2012 at 12:00 am
Cuttings

There's something absolutely horrifying about being alone in an empty office, in an empty building, in an isolated location, with nothing but you and your portal gun, then being instructed by a sentient, unknown voice to comply with its "insert disc" directives.


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