Offer the blood
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As I stand before the portal, my breath feels hot within my lungs, a burning red deep within my chest. My exosuit is functioning correctly, and reports everything to be normal. And yet that is not how I feel. I do not know where I am. I do not know where I have come from. I cannot stay here, and so I must go on. I must offer myself to the portal once more.
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