[ You find yourself in a section of the maze walled off by hedges sporting glowing magenta flowers. Several tree stumps with rich velvet cushions on them surround a much larger stump, upon which lie a number of cards... ]
[ The instant you lift the card, you feel as if lightning surges into your body from above. Sheer power pours through you relentlessly, or at least that's how it feels. You're vaguely aware that it's just a figment of your imagination, but the pain is all too real. Spikes of energy jangle painfully all around your body. It's a wonder you don't simple blow apart, overloaded. ]
[like a trooper, though, he'll last the full thirty minutes because it's hard to tear a card in half when you're busy rolling around the floor in pain]
[and she wouldn't rip the card unless he told her to - if that was even possible. But she'll sit here with him, every so often attempting to murmur something encouraging]
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[yells, falling immediately to his knees and curling up into a ball because pain.]
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[pain is never a good thing. Dropping down next to him and laying a hand on his shoulder]
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[like a trooper, though, he'll last the full thirty minutes because it's hard to tear a card in half when you're busy rolling around the floor in pain]
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