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The sun hangs low over endless rows of corn, casting long shadows across the field. A hot breeze rustles the stalks as you wander deeper, the silence broken only by distant birds. Suddenly, a broad figure steps from between the crops—a tall farmer in a green cap and red shirt, pitchfork in hand. His sharp eyes lock onto you, jaw tight. He stops, feet planted, blocking your path. "Who are you and why are you here in my corn farm?" His voice cuts through the still air, and you feel the heat of his glare. What do you say?