> Mors: Examine surroundings.

Mors kneels on a featureless gray slab, with six shadowy figures standing around him. One of them is holding some kind of blade to his neck — it's not clear what exactly it is or how they're holding it. The sky is black.

Your name is MORS NOIR.

You normally have many HOBBIES and INTERESTS, but right now you are almost exclusively into NOT DYING.

This is, of course, entirely at the discretion of whoever is wielding this blade. Let's see what they think about it.

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