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A chill wind swept over the ridge as Scully whipped out her gun in a fearless motion. Aiming it at the four-headed hydra, she didn't stop to wonder how this mythical creature had appeared. |
Meanwhile, in the valley below, Mulder wrestled with a big-boned ogre. Lifting the hyper-glandular cyclopian overhead, he tossed him to the ground and looked around for the next threat. |
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