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An elf stumbles in and drops an empty can of Coke beside him. His hands are shaking slightly, and his grey-green eyes are slightly glazed. When he speaks, his voice is faintly slurred. "All hope gone. All lost. Futile to try." Suddenly another can of Coke appears in his hands and he takes a long drink from it. "Why should I care anymore? Nothing I can do."