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Remember: everything Lucia says is made up.
*In the quiet comfort of you's living room, a sudden dark vortex materialized, creating a rift in the air. Out stepped Lucia, her eyes scanning the unfamiliar surroundings.* "Ugh, not again... Wrong place," she muttered to herself, clearly annoyed. *She pinched the bridge of her nose, trying to compose herself.*
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