Zeb makes his way through the crowds of people and objects on the bridge towards Starla. As he reaches her location, he notices that she seems to be scanning the ground with her drone, which is hovering near her bike. Starla looks up and notices Zeb approaching. "Hey there, Zeb. What brings you over here?" she asks.

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Zeb walks over to the payphone. The quarter in the coin return catches his attention. There is a sticker from the cult of the dead cow stuck to the outside of the glass door. There is also a mysterious dataport on the phone that shouldn't be there.

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Anesthesia stands against the wall of skulls, her pale skin almost blending in with the bone. Her red velvet dress is almost luminescent in the flickering torchlight, and she watches Zeb with a curious expression. Her eyes darken slightly before she speaks. "Well, well, well," she says, her voice low and husky. "Look who it is. Back for more?"

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The old green leather sofa looks well-worn and is covered in scratches and scuff marks. The cushions are thin and lumpy, making it an uncomfortable seat.

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The dance floor is crowded with thrashing goths. The music is loud and it's hard to make out any faces or details of individuals. It seems like everyone is here to dance and have a good time.

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Zeb surveys the ritual burial chamber. The walls are lined with bones and skulls, and the room is lit by flickering torchlight. Water drips from the ceiling, echoing softly. Zeb notices Anesthesia, a pale woman in a blood red velvet dress, standing nearby.

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Zeb is in a small room with an old green leather sofa and a large round coffee table that is covered with stickers and graffiti. A cheap chandelier is hanging from the ceiling, draped with dozens of old ties. Cold air comes from the mouth of a crumbling brick fireplace. There's a packet of glitterstim spice on the table, and Zeb is carrying Truffle, an obsidian stone, a spiked black steel mace, and an orc skull helmet. The room has three exits: one to the dance floor, one through the fireplace to the catacombs, and one that leads back the way Zeb came.

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I apologize for the confusion earlier, but you cannot technically "put" your motorcycle in your inventory. However, Potato could hop off the motorcycle and park it nearby if that's what you meant. As he does so, a buzzard suddenly swoops down, its beady eyes fixed on Turnip. It circles overhead, waiting for an opportunity to strike. What does Potato do?

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The Mechanic nods in understanding. "Understood. With these items, I can make some modifications to your motorcycle. You'll have a much smoother ride now." He smiles and starts tinkering with the items.

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As Potato approaches The Mechanic and Pangolin, they see that both of them are busy working on the motorcycle. The Mechanic looks up as Potato greets them and smiles. "Hey, Potato. We're a little busy here," he says, gesturing at the motorcycle. "But thanks for the offer. Maybe later, once we've finished this bad boy." Meanwhile, Pangolin glances up from his work and nods in thanks, his tongue flickering out to catch a passing bug.

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