They came for our flesh. We killed them all. But sometimes we still get visitors.
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This project's owner invites everyone to work on this project! Collaboration-ville or bust!
Heh. It's never 'you' is it? You're just there when she does it.
INT. EXT. MEADOW NESTLED BENEATH BROWN MOUNTAINS beneath a stormy purple-colored sky. A SINGLE FARMHOUSE WITH A BATTERED OAK TREE NEXT TO IT, AT THE END OF A NARROW, RUTTED ROAD. In the foreground is a rusted, slowly spinning vane. —