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ཐི༏ཋྀ ⛤ ཐི༏ཋྀ — goldie
witch shit
The lights flicker on and you find yourself standing inside a vintage-looking subway car.
It both feels and sounds like it's in motion, but the only thing that can be seen outside the windows is pitch black darkness.
It also feels like there's somebody else in the car with you. There are three small cases in the front, middle, and back of the car that hold a small vial.