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Ceobe feels a warm touch on her face, as if something is licking her.
She opens her eyes, but there is nothing before her. A multitude of colors flash around her.
She looks down and finds herself standing on a honey biscuit. This sparks joy.
Beyond her, one, two, three. A veritable pathway of honey biscuits stretches towards an unknown destination.
Faintly, she feels a force calling out to her. She steps forward.