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/!\ A MESSAGE FROM JOEY /!\ Heh heh heh. You're standing in the SPOOKY district of INFINITYS - a place people have been avoiding for thousands of years. People are convinced the area is haunted, but so what if it is? I know you can handle it. I also happen to know that there are previously undiscovered failstaches here. Maybe Olmec will be inspired to deliver an even more eloquent message if you can bring him some that he didn't even know about. The bobs will help you here. If you get too scared and want to return to your original path, return to THIS terminal after collecting the failstaches and I will send you back. You'll have to do something for me, of course. Otherwise, I know of thousands more undiscovered failstaches scattered across the catacombs of the SPOOKY district. Go on, if you dare. Heh heh heh.

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