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He continued unwrapping the brown paper, revealing a small metal box. He discarded the wrappings onto the floor of the car and removed the top of the box by sliding it open. I leaned closer to him to get a better look inside of the box as he shook an object out into his hand. He closed his fist around the object and cleared his throat.
"This object is like a sign post," he began. "It points you in a direction that might help you find your way, though the answers you're seeking won't ever come to you easily."
A signpost? He was correct, though. I was absolutely, undeniably lost.
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