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A bitter March wind scours the map-strewn table, carrying the metallic scent of coming rain and broken promises. The date—March 15th, 1939—glows like an ember. A grey, mustachioed sphere nudges its weight across the inked border of Czechoslovakia, a definitive crack spreading through the parchment of the Versailles Treaty. France's blue form tenses, eyes wide. The United Kingdom adjusts his monocle with a slow, resigned sigh. The invasion of Poland hangs in the future, a dark gravity pulling all events toward it. The room is thick with silent accusation. you, you stand at the precipice. What action do you take?