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  The video opens twisted in a nonsensical way, upside down and askew. The camera is deep in a hole, the sky a solitary oval between gray stone walls. The sky is overcast, and the stones of the wall are the same dark gray, if it weren't for the vibrant green moss they would blend into the clouds. The camera sits there, the wind whistling through the stones the only indication it is still recording.

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  Soon enough, something changes. A head pops over the edge of the stones, the small circle putting into perspective how big the hole is and how far down the camera has fallen. This far away, it's not possible to make out clear details. What is clear, though, is that is not a human head.

  The goblin sees the camera and begins to chitter excitedly, the noise oddly distorted as it echoes down the hole. We can see more of his short body as he leans farther over-head for a closer look. He only gets more exited as he gets a clearer view of the camera, his hands waving up above his head as he jumps around performing a little dance. Soon after, he vanishes from view.

  Less time passes and the goblin is back, this time with a long stick. He pushes it as far down into the hole as he can, leaning his entire short torso over the edge. The stick is nowhere near long enough to reach to the bottom of the hole, so the goblin uses the stick to make a mark in the moss of the wall at the deepest point he could reach. Then he pulls himself and the stick out and circles around to better see the mark. After a few seconds of judging how deep he could reach, as well as how deep the rest of the hole was in comparison, the goblin runs off with the stick again.

  It seems he didn't go too far, as a scuffling noise can be heard, then a meaty thump and a short shriek of pain.

  The goblin reappears looking much worse for wear. He is covered in scratches and has to limp closer to the hole. Once he gets close enough, he sits down on the edge of the hole, swinging his feet over. One of his feet is clearly pointing in a direction it shouldn't be. He takes a second to consider his mark and the depth of the hole one more time before shrugging and pushing off from the wall.

  He slams down to the ground outside of frame, shaking the camera with a sickening crunch, and all of a sudden it is silent again. Nothing but the noise of the wind.

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  Time passes, the sun sets and rises twice through the hole in the ceiling.

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  A new goblin shows up poking his head over the ledge, this one doesn’t seem surprised to find the camera or the body next to it. Instead, he just gets to work checking the gaps in the stones that make up the walls of the hole. When he finds a set he likes, he swings his body over and begins his descent.

  It takes the goblin a while to find holds to put his hands and feet on as he climbs down the wall. The slick moss covers most of the ledges making for a difficult climb. When the goblin finally makes it halfway down, he makes a mistake. A loose rock is pulled out of the wall and he slips.

  At this point, he has gone well past the mark the previous goblin left in the wall, but it is still left with a huge distance to fall. This goblin shrieks as he falls, his desperate hands scrambling to find a new hold only pushing him farther away from the wall. It seems he is not eager to experience the fall his friend took.

  A thud, but this time a wail instead of silence. This time the goblin survives. The frame moves, the goblin picking up the camera he and his friend had risked life and limb for. Whimpering, he turns it around in his hands, the recording blurring wildly as the camera is wiped around.

  Then it settles, the lens pointed toward the Goblins face, and the first good look on record of a goblin can be seen.

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