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"That's not for you to know," said the walrus.

"Sure, but all I asked is what we're having for lunch? Seems a fairly innocuous question to me," replied Brenda.

The walrus appeared unperturbed by Brenda's words. He stared off into the distance, a frown forming in the meat-space between two scraps of old fish caught within his many, many face-folds.

"The Dark One..."

His words trailed off. He was silent for what felt like an eternity. Brenda's stomach growled.

"The Dark One... is coming."

"...okay," said Brenda. "So, cheese sandwiches then?"

The walrus gave one last, pained groan, and promptly died, for no reason other than there's not really a clever way to finish off whatever this is.

Actually, Brenda died too. Let's not leave any loose ends.

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