[ You find yourself in a section of the maze walled off by hedges sporting glowing orange flowers. Several tree stumps with rich velvet cushions on them surround a much larger stump, upon which lie a number of cards... ]
[ The moment you pick up this card, a heavy weight settles upon your shoulders. It's not a physical weight, though. Instead, it's the crushing guilt of all your past misdeeds, come to drag you down into misery and regret. No matter how you try, you cannot escape the sudden feeling of terrible, terrible guilt, nor can you stop reflecting upon all your wrongdoings in great detail--even if there aren't actually very many you can remember. ]
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[sits down 8(]
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I-I'm a terrible person. But . . . But I won't rip up that card.
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I-It's okay. I want to help.
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I'm a terrible person . . .
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No, you're not.
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