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[Downshot of Preston running down a dirt path, chasing after a grasshopper.]
[The grasshopper stops, Preston slams his palms over it, cupping it.]
[He brings it up to his face, opening his palms. However, his attention is caught by something else.]
[Preston looks up, paralyzed. His hands drop down and the grasshopper leaps away.]
[A large stained glass window depicts an armored angel. The face doubles and Preston backs away in fear as he’s surrounded by void.]
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