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He stumbled forward. The ground beneath him was the Inkwell Isle soundtrack, but rendered as raw data—beeps, chirps, and the distant scream of a dial-up modem. He found the remnants of Elder Kettle’s house. Or rather, the remnants of its collision detection. A wireframe rectangle labeled [SOLID: TRUE] lay shattered.
Cuphead didn’t hesitate. He ran. He jumped over chasms of missing textures. He parried pink error messages that screamed FATAL_EXCEPTION . He dodged cascading waterfalls of zeroes and ones.
Finally, he reached it. A black door in a white void. On the door, in glowing green monospace font: CUPHEAD_ROOT_v0.1_ALPHA_BUILD .
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