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| How the heck far is it from Northeast Nebraska to Ensoft Manor? | |
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| Beats the hell out of me. | |
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And the light speed suddenly stops. Chewie: Groooawr!
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| Hey, we stopped! But where are we? | |
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| I know! We're in front of Ensoft Manor! | |
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| This dead soldier here has been here since World War I. No one has bothered to move his body since 1915. | |
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