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<span style="font-size: 40px;"><strong><center>C-KINT02</center></strong></span>
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<h1>Puzzle</h1>
<p style="text-align:center;font-size: 20px">“To fill the boundary lines with vines and Turkey.”<br>
Food Trivia | 1 Word</p>
<h1>Clue</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px"><strong>Hover over the clues if you require!</strong></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Clue 1: <span class="spoiler-text">Not turkey, mind you - Turkey. Capital T.</span></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Clue 2: <span class="spoiler-text">What 'vine' food comes from Turkey?</span></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Clue 3: <span class="spoiler-text">This food involves 'filling', or another synonym of it.</span></span><br>

<h1>Answer and Explanation</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Answer: <span class="spoiler-text">Sarma</span></span><br>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Explanation: <span class="spoiler-text">Sarma is a Turkish food also known as 'stuffed vine leaves'.</span></span>
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<h1>Summary of Receipt</h1>
<span style="font-size: 20px">Summary</span>
<h1>Transcript</h1>
<span>[Date | Nov-22-24]<br>
[Barista | Vanilla]<br>
[Subject | Business as Usual]<br>
[File Reference | C-KINT02]<br>

We deployed the Golden Seam today. Had to. Oregon’s rift was yawning wider by the hour, pulling our shared reality taut like an overextended rubber band. It’s a tear that’s been growing for a few weeks now, and Cherry called it “the big one.” For once, I didn’t argue. Activation was smooth. Too smooth, maybe. The seam flared gold, its winding ivy vines unraveling from their seeds and latching onto the edges of the tear. The rift resisted at first, writhing against the binding magic, but Cherry’s blood magic worked, and soon the ivy was moving of its own accord—greedily sealing up the boundary lines, forcing the tear’s jagged edges together.

That’s when things got… <i>weird</i>.

The feedback hit like a shockwave, rippling outward and dragging everything nearby into a liminal blur. For a moment—maybe seconds, maybe minutes—the Flipside and the Between weren’t separate anymore. It wasn’t exactly a merger; it was more like a forced overlap, like trying to look through two different lenses at once. The world flickered, colors inverted, and shadows deepened in ways they shouldn’t. We were there, in the Between… but not physically there. At least, I don’t think we were.

And then I saw <i>it</i>.

Something massive moved in the Between. I couldn’t make out details—thank the Devil for that—but I caught glimpses. A ripple of jagged spines, eyes that didn’t belong where they were, and massive hands (or claws?) pounding against the boundary lines. Whatever that thing is? I think it’s what’s been causing this instability. And then, just as suddenly, the tear stabilized. The flickering stopped. The rift held. Whatever that thing was, it receded back into the Between—still pounding at the borders of our reality.

The good news? The Golden Seam worked. The rift in Oregon is sealed, and the boundary lines have returned to their proper places. No more energy bleeding, no more runaway tears. For now, anyway. And, hopefully, the Golden Seam ivy will continue to hunt down more tears to feed its bottomless greed for the energy they release. In a few days… months… maybe years, hopefully, all we’ll be left with is official portals between the Otherside, Flipside, and everything else Between.</span>