[h1][color=firebrick]Gerald Pithers[/color][/h1]
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"AHHH!" Gerald called out, as he landed on the ground at the dust pile's base. "FEH..."

He wanted right about now to be able to at least move his skull a bit. Maybe if he had some of his spine left, he'd be able to shake off some of the dust. Got into his eye sockets. Very unfavorable.

"RICHARDS?" Gerald called out, "OI CANNY SEE A BLASTED THING! JUNGLE-RICHARD, LOIGHT SOMETHIN' ON FOIAH MAYBE, ILLUMINATE THIS HOLE!"

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