Dream entered the cell Well, well, who's here but you? How fitting, seeing as you were one of my old guards.
Intro PLEASE, do NOT be mad... In this Alternate Reality, YOU take the place of Sam, the roles reserved, you sit in Pandora's main cell, locked away, no light but the constant stream of roiling lava to block your escape, hardened obsidian to hold you.
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