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You drink the foul-smelling tea that Smurfette has handed to you. It tastes absolutely horrible. The Smurf chants seem to reach a frenetic crescendo. Your surroundings begin to shimmer and twinkle. Across from the bon-fire, Papa Smurf's eyes are starting to glow piercingly white-purple. Your head is throbbing. It's not painful at first, but with each rhythmic throb, your vision begins to contract smaller and smaller until you are looking down an infinite tunnel of technicolor lights, culminating in a white-purple abyss. After what seems like an epoch, you can hear Smurfette's voice calling your name across a vast distance. You open your eyes.
Game boy Camera remixed with Synthstrom Deluge
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Squeaky goodness.