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... churning lurch before Felix's leading foot found solid ground. Well. Solid-ish.
He looked around, that lurch having transformed into a nauseating twist. All was a blank darkness, an infinite black in every direction. His feet stood on something, but there was nothing there, just an echo of an echo of what ground may have been. Pit trundled in after him, his armored head pivoting in all directions as he parted the thick, liquid-smoke of the gate. He chirped, the sound deadened.
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