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She tries not to shudder as she steps down into the mud. This stuff brings back bad memories.



It's just as thick and cold and horrible as she remembers, but this time, it barely comes up to her ankles.

This confuses her for a second, until she realizes what must be happening. Time is leaking like a broken sieve, literally, draining the weird swamp of the factory.