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Kind

Survivor

Rift

Wilson P. Higgsbury

All that science hiding inside... and I can't get to it!

It looks like a rip in the sky. Neat!

Sloppy! Just look at those rough edges!

Ah, zut! It will not let me through.

An opening, yet I cannot pass through.

I don't like the look of this.

Aww, it won't let us in.

A gaping wound in the sky.

Ms. Wickerbottom

It seems to be contaminating the surrounding area.

Uh... is that supposed to be here?

That tear's a bit beyond what my trusty tape can fix.

Let Wolfgang in!

It's givin' me goosebumps... I hate goosebumps.

Hello?

It's all falling apart at the seams!

Who broke sky?!

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