The DeepMender rises now free of the incessant whispers, in a prison Cell...
Lee the Sheriff, sits at his desk in the far corner, napping. the Jail is empty it seems, except for the Mender.
"Hello? Ummm... Can somebody tell me how I got here?"
[spoiler]It's good to be home[/spoiler]
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[i]There is a slam and a torrent of dust. Once the dust settles, a new crevice can be seen in the side of the cell—far too small to fit through, so don’t get any ideas.[/i]