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Warning: last time I wrote whole sentences was 5 years ago and it was about biodiversity. I just tapped this on my phone while waiting for the muffins to bake. But it's based on facts (true ones!), hence the profanity.

Margot found herself falling down an endless void. The hole she came in through had vanished. A voice close behind her reflected her own thoughts "Are you fucking kidding me?!" She turned around but there was nobody with her. Her followers must have known better, or perhaps they got stuck at the entrance as usual.

"Fuck the fucking fuckers" the voice said just as Margot shouted "TCL!" and immidiately stopped falling. She knew the forbidden arts worsened her psychosis but nothing else could possibly save her this time, not even the good old Ice Form.

She slowly made her way to a distant structure which turned out to be the very dungeon she was supposed to raid explore, but it looked incomplete, with a lot of walls missing. The few undead that wandered this bizarre realm seemed tired and confused.
Upon finally reaching the exit leading to the next area, Margot realized the door was just a prop. She was trapped! "Well then."
Having nothing better to do, she started praying to Akatosh using mostly filler words like "something something". Thankfully, this time he heard her plea and blessed her with knowledge of the next area's location code.

Slightly annoyed Dragonborn appeared right in the middle of the path. Potema started delivering her lines in the wrong order and made no sense at all. Curious about the Wolf Queen's ramblings, Margot decided to take a few steps back. "No wonder I could not open the door. It doesn't even exist on this side." she brilliantly deduced, staring at the gaping hole leading to the grey void. Somewhere far below, Sithis and Lucien were playing squash against a flickering, two-dimentional surface. Sithis was winning.

The familiar, disembodied voice behind her seemed irritated: "This is the dumbest shit since the Cave of Crash to Desktop!" it echoed down the halls.
"I remember that." Margot reminisced about irrelevant adventures and completely forgot what she was doing.

Description
Warning: last time I wrote whole sentences was 5 years ago and it was about biodiversity. I just tapped this on my phone while waiting for the muffins to bake. But it's based on facts (true ones!), hence the profanity.

Margot found herself falling down an endless void. The hole she came in through had vanished. A voice close behind her reflected her own thoughts "Are you fucking kidding me?!" She turned around but there was nobody with her. Her followers must have known better, or perhaps they got stuck at the entrance as usual.

"Fuck the fucking fuckers" the voice said just as Margot shouted "TCL!" and immidiately stopped falling. She knew the forbidden arts worsened her psychosis but nothing else could possibly save her this time, not even the good old Ice Form.

She slowly made her way to a distant structure which turned out to be the very dungeon she was supposed to raid explore, but it looked incomplete, with a lot of walls missing. The few undead that wandered this bizarre realm seemed tired and confused.
Upon finally reaching the exit leading to the next area, Margot realized the door was just a prop. She was trapped! "Well then."
Having nothing better to do, she started praying to Akatosh using mostly filler words like "something something". Thankfully, this time he heard her plea and blessed her with knowledge of the next area's location code.

Slightly annoyed Dragonborn appeared right in the middle of the path. Potema started delivering her lines in the wrong order and made no sense at all. Curious about the Wolf Queen's ramblings, Margot decided to take a few steps back. "No wonder I could not open the door. It doesn't even exist on this side." she brilliantly deduced, staring at the gaping hole leading to the grey void. Somewhere far below, Sithis and Lucien were playing squash against a flickering, two-dimentional surface. Sithis was winning.

The familiar, disembodied voice behind her seemed irritated: "This is the dumbest shit since the Cave of Crash to Desktop!" it echoed down the halls.
"I remember that." Margot reminisced about irrelevant adventures and completely forgot what she was doing.