Pyramido - Sand
|A howling wind blows an endless storm of sand in your face. A caravan of thoughtless, coarse stoner-riffs appears on the horizon. Your feet slowly sink into the quicksand. The caravan's captain relentlessly shrieks his commands, rhythmically and demoniacally goading his subordinates. You are in Pyramido's desert and you are in deep shit.
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