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        The frisbee whizzes past you, almost clipping your ear.

        You spin in the direction it came from to find your friends Jim and Kathy standing at the other two points of a triangle.

      "Good job, jackass," Kathy sneers.

You shoot her a withering look.  "Really?"

She waves him away with two shakes of the back of her hand.  "Go fetch!"

You glance over at Jim, but he just shrugs back at you helplessly.

You don't even have to go looking for the frisbee this time because at that very moment it comes trotting right past you in the mouth of a golden retriever.

Kathy bursts out in a belly laugh.  "The best dog won!" she declares.

        And the world fades around you.

Try again.

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