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Deep below the earth, in lightless shafts sunk at haphazard angles without regard for safety or efficiency, Blind Mudokons ceaselessly labor in the Bone Mines of Necrum. Their mission: collect the bones that Glukkons use to make SoulStorm Brew. The deepest shafts open up onto secret vaults and hidden realms populated by creatures long thought extinct, and other terrors from the days when Oddworld was young. |
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