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Medium

No, no, not again.

Medium

... At least one.

Easy

Challenging

At least one...

Medium

You're drooling.

Medium

No, no, not again.

Medium

Awesome. You're the best poet of all time. You read it to yourself aloud every morning.

Easy

Onomatopoeia for a dog coughing up its tonsils.

Challenging

Trick question, hasn't been decided yet.

Formidable

A band of plucky young pipe fitters who must save a basement from a canal.

Medium

The silence plan has totally backfired! Clear this up, quick!

Medium

Fuck, fuck, scatter, gäng! Gnaw arms off, run!

Challenging

You're beginning to suspect this woman has no copyediting experience whatsoever!

Medium

Is it just you, or has he gotten... kind of cute?

Medium

They're going to pin this on you, obviously. That's why you're here. This is a big set up.

Medium

Maybe he learned he was to be paired with the storied Operant CASCADE and took matters into his own hands.

Medium

Intriguing... The enemy reveals its Advanced Cognitive Manoeuvres. This black art was previously unknown to the Operant Bureau.

Formidable

The veil... is lifted!

Challenging

You've got your lines crossed here. He's got nothing to do with secret jails.

Challenging

Is that... a hoof?

Medium

None of these words make any sense to you, either singly or -- even less -- in combination.

Challenging

Woops. Time for an intriguing exit!

Medium

Before you can grab it, it dissolves back into the warm muck, never to be glimpsed by human eyes again.

Medium

This is how you imagine the insides of an eyeball would feel.

Medium

The gas makes your mind swim.

Medium

Bile lurches at the back of your throat. Burning.

Impossible

You can hear the faint echo of a song.

Challenging

No references found. Probably some kind of sportscar?

Godly

Evidence of you everywhere, like fingerprints in blood.

Challenging

She's using the equipment to do something to her dreams...

Medium

Probably some kind of curse. She's cursing you.

Formidable

Check out the sound gear -- this is top brand, fancy stuff.

Challenging

It's just the old pipes.

Medium

Your own breath. Loud in your ears, uneven.

Easy

Could be challenging. You've never been very good at finding a groove, body-wise.

Easy

You can't hear a thing.

Godly

You had this image in your head: standing in the downpour, sharing one last breath with your friend, drowning in ash and acid rain. It was supposed to be romantic... exit music for a spy...

Challenging

The real question is: Can you write poetry anywhere?

Medium

Your hand hesitates.

Formidable

The word 'bitch' repeats in your mind.

Medium

Probably just a dirty old man, enlisting the bartender in his pick-up scheme.

Easy

You're lined up to get zeroed out. Best get out of here fast.

Medium

Beneath all the charm could lurk a stone-cold killer. Approach with caution.

Medium

It definitely had something to do with you.

Medium

The thought should probably make you sadder than it does. But there's a hollow where your memory of him sits.

Impossible

You can only remember being employed as a spy.

Challenging

Her training must be ultra-high-level. Sift her soul through your fingers, find the woman hidden within.

Medium

Just think what you need to say really loudly. He's you, maybe he'll pick up on it.

Challenging

Uh, you got distracted by your own eyes looking back at you. Probably trying to tell you that this guy is blatant goon.

Heroic

Tell him to kill the Lich.