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This time it is different.

This time Mr. Matsuda is falling from the sky, caught amongst the petals and the wind, and this time he sees God standing below him, and God is stepping up onto what appears to be a Dance Dance Revolution game pad, although the details differ in certain peculiar respects.

God presses the power button with his toe.

There’s no turning back now!

Symbols begin to sleet down from the sky. Mr. Matsuda does not recognize them; and yet he recognizes them. He does not know them; and yet he knows them.

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