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My vision is blurring... Again...

I stand before the door of a hut, and everything around is splattered with blood. The wounds from arrows and knives have completely healed, although the poison hasn't been dealt with. My head is spinning... I knock on the door.
What kind of ruckus is this, I hear grumbling from behind the door. What do you need, the grandmother behind the door says, holding a dagger in her hand.

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