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Zannera took a step back and began launching himself at the dirty mini "waterfall" with his eyes shut tight. His vision was dark and black, preventing him from seeing what was ahead of him.
|| At least he could still feel, right? ||
As he charged at the waterfall, he didn't feel anything touching him. No water, no coldness-- nothing. None of that filthy brownish-grey water he dreaded of touching. "Huh...?"
The rabbit slowly opened his eyes, only for his lips to meet with the dusty stone-cold ground. "Ugh!" he grunted, lifting himself up at a slow pace. He flipped his body's direction to behind him and his face deadpanned at what he saw.
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"... Really?"
