Zarathustra Corp. has sent a platoon of their bravest employees to a secluded valley to plan their next theme park. Deep in the jungle they forget the outside world and even their own names. In the night they dream, and in the day their dreams sprout fully formed from the earth. The head coaster architect dreamed of his favorite wooden coaster he rode in his youth, only to find it towering above him. The botanist was shocked to see the redwoods he planted sprung up overnight, snaking between them a strange coaster that did two circuits, one forward and one backward. The cook just wanted somewhere nice to make his own creations.
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