Through me you pass into the city of woe. Through me you pass into eternal pain. Through me among the people lost for aye. Justice the founder of my fabric mov'd. To rear me was the task of power divine, Supremest wisdom, and primeval love. Before me things create were none, save things. Eternal, and eternal I endure. ALL HOPE ABANDON YE WHO ENTER HERE.
This is a remake of Quake's Q3Tourney3 for UT3.
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