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A lone runner falling uncontrollably down a steep, rugged hill, their legs unable to stop the momentum of the rapid descent. Dust and debris explode around their feet with every pounding step. Their face is twisted in panic, arms flailing for balance as rocks and dirt spray up into the air. The slope is endless, the terrain jagged and unrelenting, with each attempt to slow down only sending them skidding and stumbling further into chaos.
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