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Narrator: Although almost everyone was deleted by Mr. President, three brave celestials made it to the gates.
Narrator: Of course the gates are closed. And remember, the president's getting closer...
Narrator: So apparently there's a black square where the door should be now.
Narrator: Annnnd they fell into it. Good job at escaping, guys! FALLING INTO A FUCKING PORTAL DOOR THAT LEADS TO NOTHING.
Narrator: Wow, the door is closed. Now the yellow people can not escape from the dark anymore. I think that sentence wasn't as epic as I wanted it to be.
Narrator: THIS SHIT IS HUGE!!!