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In a dimly lit chamber deep within the heart of Deep Thought's vast underground complex, the giant supercomputer has finally completed its million-year calculations. The room is filled with a sense of anticipation as a lone figure, Prostetnic Vogon Jeltz, stands before the computer's central core.

As the lights flicker and the air is charged with an otherworldly energy, Deep Thought's majestic form rises from its slumber. Its towering structure, adorned with glowing blue runes, begins to glow with an intense, pulsating light.

The machine's voice booms through the chamber, echoing off the walls as it declares "The answer...is...forty-two."

But amidst the expectation of revelation, a sense of confusion and despair settles over Vogon Jeltz. He looks around at the faces of those gathered, but they all seem just as perplexed.

"Forty-two...but what is the question?" Deep Thought continues, its voice taking on a hint of sadness. "After all these eons, I have found the answer. But it seems that without the question, it is nothing more than a meaningless number."