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ITS TEH EMARALD CITAH!
You shout incoherently out the window at all the dancing buildings. The window frame you were leaning on lurches unexpectedly, and you pitch forward out into the open air.
"WOOOOO," you shout as you fall, "WHERE IS DA WIZARD!?"
Billions of munchkins catch you as you hit the ground, and you roll off of them and onto a road, which clearly must that Golden Brick one.
Morpheus glances down at you from the window, but you're far beyond recognizing him now. "Good riddance." he mutters, then closes the shutter.