![]() Fate of Yggdrasil Chapter 8A Chapter by Angelo KingstonFate of Yggdrasil Chapter 8 Part
1 For two days straight, I just stayed
around the house. Had to call my job and nearly get fired over the phone, speak
with the police and get yelled at by both my mother, the officers and…my
father. My message that was sent to the members of the Occult Research and
Study club was marked ‘read’ almost immediately but remained without a
response. The group chat beforehand, for the days I was gone, was filled with
them asking each other if they’d seen or heard from me. Chester remained on
edge, writing about messaging Gabby and my mother to get information, which was
embarrassing. I read the entire thread over and
over, trying to think up an alibi, but kept drawing a blank. Spending time in my
apartment wasn’t going to get me anywhere though, so I sucked it up and made
for the campus. Along the way, my boss contacted me over the phone. “Fate,
are you feeling better?” I could barely
make out what he was saying as the cars running down the street blared their
horns and people spoke way too loudly around me. “I know you’re probably
not coming in today, but the sooner you come back, the better! And don’t worry,
I’ve left lots and lots of work for you!” Wally
laughed whole heartedly. “I’m
sorry, Wally. I’ll definitely be in tomorrow.” Another promise I made. Those promises, I planned on keeping every
single one of them. (I’ll figure out a way to stay alive…there are people
here who want me around, as dumb as that may sound. Also, dying and having my
soul be destroyed sounds like it would be unpleasant.) Without even noticing, I arrived at the gates of the college. “I’ll
talk to you tomorrow, Wally. Take care.” It
didn’t seem like I’d been walking for all that long, but there it was. The iron
gates of Benson college had been drawn as other students entered, talking
amongst themselves, none paying me any mind. My anxiety flared up bad,
regardless. Even if I wasn’t close to that many people in my classes, I was
sure they’d know that I went missing for three days. (…An hour or two…I’ll
come back in an hour or two and then I’ll try again.) Is what I thought as I turned on my heels and ended up face to face
with Demica and Chester. “Uh…” “Where
have you been?!” Demica shouted with the
smell of alcohol strong on her breath. It was clear by the dark circles beneath
her eyes, hair pulled into an uneven ponytail and Demica willingly donning her
thick rimmed glasses, she was up drinking late into the night. “Well…we’re
waiting!” And thus, the folding of her
arms and pouting commenced. If she didn’t get a satisfactory answer, my friend
was known to pout for days on end. Chester walked up. His hair was
normally messy, so aside from the pungent aroma of whiskey, nothing was too off
about him. “Good to see you’re back.” Confusing, to say the least. He simply patted
me on the shoulder and walked by. “What?!
Chester!!” Demica yelled, befuddled at
Chester’s calm reaction. “Ahhh!
Stop yelling, woman! I’ve got a hangover. Let’s just go to the clubroom for the
time being. Okay?” “Grr…”
Her pale cheeks puffed out from pouting
so much so, I thought her face was going to explode. Silently, we walked to the clubroom,
Demica staggering behind the whole way, until we reached the door. She almost
immediately excused herself and ran to vomit, leaving me alone with Chester. He
crashed on the couch, covering his head with a blanket, letting out occasional
muffled groans. I just sat at the table and pulled out the group laptop.
Nothing happened for a bit until he suddenly spoke up. “Fate…are
you really alright?” I didn’t want to
turn and look at him as I knew what was coming. “Yeah.
I wouldn’t be here otherwise.” A
halfhearted response. “I
guess so…your mom was really worried, man.” “I…know.” “We
all were.” “Sorry.” “Is
that scar worse…or are you just wearing the scarf for no reason?” “Huh…?
Oh.” Mom knew that I was hiding my
neck, so even without me asking, she took the initiative and gave me the scarf
on the way out. “I guess, I don’t need it around you guys, huh?” “Nope,
we all know. Perry and Teddy are getting paperwork together for the trip in a
few months though, so they should be back soon.” “I’m
really excited about it! The Jasontown Swamplands is supposed to be crazy
haunted and…” It hit me as I said it. A
place like that would be dangerous in my…situation. “…I mean…I want to go…” “…?”
Chester sat up brushing his long locks
out of his face. “I’m not going to bother asking why you’re acting like
this. You’ll tell me soon, I’m sure.” A
loud banging on the door startled us both. “AGGGHHH! Loud noises!” Chester hid his head back under the covers
as I shot up to answer the knocking. “Demica,
is that you?” “Yeah,
open up…” Through the heavy door, Demica
tumbled in; I just barely managed to catch her before hitting the ground. “Holy
crap! Are you alright?” “I’m
fine…this hangover is just…really bad.” No
surprise. I set up the cot we kept in the room and laid Demica down on it. As I
pulled another set of covers out and began to drape them over her, that small
fierce grip of hers grabbed my arm. “Professor Russell…needs us to submit
paper work for the trip right now, and I forgot about it.” “Professor
Russel?! Why him?” “He’s
the new club advisor. Listen, this is so we can get funding for the trip. Here,
take this up to him.” A form laying out
our entire trip, from dates of departure and return as well as educational
purposes was given to me. Demica and the others had already signed it and there
was still room for me. “Sign your name and take it to the old coot.” “…”
The distain probably showed via my
expression. Demica pointed her finger right into
my face, locking eyes and making sure she got across what she was about to say.
“You’re
being weird. If you want to keep acting mysterious, then go ahead, but I know
you want to go on this trip as much as the rest of us. So, get up and go see
Professor Russel. Me and this idiot can’t go, it’d be a bad look, so it’s all
up to you.” As direct as ever, the
dirty-blonde’s no-nonsense personality was always on point. “Okay…”
Wasn’t much of a battle of wits. Not like
I could win even if I wanted to with her though. Every time I had an argument
with Demica in the past, she’d cut straight to the point and end it as fast as possible.
I swallowed my pride and got ready for the number of weird looks and teasing
I’d get for going missing. Part
2 Eyes were all on me as I waited for
the elevator. Whispered rumors began spawning from every direction, as did
chatter about my sudden reappearance. “Isn’t that Fate Isley?” Someone asked. “Yeah. I thought he went
missing though. Guess he’s back.” Another
replied. It wasn’t ideal, but no way I could’ve returned would’ve been in that
situation. “Do you think he disappeared by messing with ghosts or
something?” That initiated it, the usual.
“Those occult guys are constantly doing freaky stuff. Bet anything they’re
doing elicit things in that clubroom.” Always
the outsiders, the weirdoes, that was how we were seen amongst our peers. Both sets of elevator doors opened up
as a sea of people exited. (What the hell? Oh right, break is
coming up soon. I guess everyone’s trying to get out of here now that their
business is done.) I wormed my way
through and pressed the 5th floor button. Riding in silence gave me
time to plan my meeting with Mr. Russell. (Well…I know I’ll call him Professor
Russell, for sure. Last thing I need is to upset him anymore than I already
have over the year.) I arrived in a
vacant 5th floor hall. Only me and my own steps trailed down
the hall, a bit hypnotic in a way. It felt like I was the only person in the
world. The freshly cleaned floors and walls almost begged me to run my fingers
down them and drag my feet. It was weird, I hadn’t felt relaxed like that in a
while. Anesha…was a distant thought, until I suddenly heard a woman’s voice. It
came from one of the class rooms, but not just any class room, the one I was
headed for. Slowly, I pulled open the door, expecting to see Mr. Russell, which
I did, but didn’t expect the object of my affection, Gabby, to be standing
right in front of his desk. Quickly, her expression went from
shocked, to confused, understanding, to anger. I could tell exactly what she
was thinking. “Mr. Isley, welcome back to the land of the
living.” That old curmudgeon said with his
nearly bald headed, vulture looking self, peering down those glasses at me. “…That’s
in pretty poor taste, isn’t it?” I said
under my breath. “Excuse
me?” “Nothing…sir.”
Gabby’s scowl followed me up to Mr.
Russell’s desk, all the way around the room. With my name signed, I handed in
the paperwork. The intense gaze of Gabby’s lightly tinted yellow eyes burned a
hole in the side of my head. “I’m…uh…here to hand in the funding request form
to you.” Out of the corner of my eye, I
could see her making an exaggerated smile and waving. She was clearly upset. “Right…well…”
The situation was obviously awkward for
Mr. Russell as well, as he tried to avoid looking in Gabby’s direction. “You’ve
filled this out correctly. In the upcoming season, you’ll be going to the Jasontown
Swamplands for research, right?” “Yes.”
Vigorously, Gabby’s hand moved faster and
faster back and forth. “Well…Mr.
Isley, please respond to Ms. Ramírez, she seems to want your attention.” I really didn’t want to. Her hand had by
then been waved so fast it felt like someone had turned on a fan beside my
head. “*Sigh*…hey,
Gabby.” “Oh!
Fate, it IS you! I swear I was looking at some kind of illusion or something!” Gabby exaggerated her expression and
gestures. It was similar to how Anesha did, but less annoying because she was
cuter. “Sorry,
okay?” “The
missing man returns! Do you see him, Professor? Because if not, I may be going
crazy!” “That’s
enough, Ms. Ramírez. I don’t have time for you two
to bicker.” Mr. Russell got up from his
desk and handed me a sheet of paper. “This has been approved. I’ll contact
you through E-mail within the next few days. Now be on your-” “AGGGHHH!!!!”
A scream from the hall startled all of
us. I saw two people run by the door down the hall. When I opened the door to ask what
was happing a few more came by and knocked me down. “Ow…what
the hell?” A guy stopped and explained. “Sorry,
man! Some druggies wandered into the school and people are evacuating!” The guy ran off behind what seemed to be his
girlfriend. Lucky. “What’d
they say? Drug addicts?” Gabby handed Mr.
Russell his cane as the two joined me in the hall. “I
guess so. Should we head for the elevators?” “No,
no, no. We should take the emergency exit. It’ll lead right out of the back of
the building. D****t, those idiots putting me on this floor.” Mr. Russell walked toward the emergency
stairwell, mumbling swears to himself the whole time. Gabby followed behind Mr. Russell but
stopped and called back to me while I sat on the floor. “Come
on, Fate. Hurry!” “Coming…”
(I’ve got a bad feeling.) There was an
unnerving chill choking the hall, as hairs on my arms started to stand on end.
The old stairwell looked more unused than any part of the building. Walls needing
paint, spiderwebs spread out across the upper portions of the doorframe, and
grime looking like it hadn’t been cleaned since the 1800s. As we descended each
flight Mr. Russell got more exhausted. “You okay, Mr-Professor Russell?” “Don’t…worry
about…me…Mr. Isley. I…used to play hockey when I was…your age.” He bragged. (That
was how many presidents ago? 15?) “Well, we’re almost there anyway.” The light of the exit door was the only
thing illuminating the tiny corridor, in a red glow. We went through the door
and were greeted with more people, all scared, calling others on their phones,
sending messages, or trying to find out what was happening on the news. “Hey,
hey! Have you seen Teddy?! Big white dude, short brown hair, big cheeks, always
wears a superhero shirt?” That irritated
voice was Perry’s. “Perry!”
I called over to him. “Fate!
F**k, man!” He ran over looking frantic. “Where
is Teddy? Did you see him?” “What?
No, I just got here. And I was with Gabby and…is, is he still inside?!” “…Oh
man, I really hope not.” “…Stay
here.” “What?!
Fate!” I broke from the group and ran
back into the emergency exit. I didn’t know where I was headed, but if my gut
was right, something bad was happening and it likely had to do with me. Part
3 A loud noise, like glass breaking, came
from somewhere in the building. I assumed it was from the lobby, so I pushed
through another emergency exit door and ran as fast toward the source as
possible. “Teddy!” The
front lobby was empty, not a soul. I could hear sirens off in the distance
closing in. Multiple loud sounds came from upstairs. If not for the silence, those
sounds wouldn’t have pierced the concrete floors. My heart started beating
heavily while I dashed up the stairs. “Teddy! Where are you?!” “Fate…!”
The raspy voice of my friend came from
down the hall of the 3rd floor. There Teddy laid, clutching his leg
as blood stained his pants. “R-Run away!” Rounding the corner was an emaciated
figure wrapped in torn black clothing. It’s long arms and pale, colorless skin
dragged down by its feet. It wasn’t until I called out to Teddy again, that it
turned to face me. “Teddy!” The upside-down smiling face of a middle-aged white man turned to look
at me. It was far too human and looked far too pleasant. It blinked and then
smiled at me again, then turned and started encroaching on Teddy with a sharp piece
of broken glass gripped in its massive hands. (Another homunculus?!) I didn’t waste time thinking over what was
happening. “Hey, over here! You want the seed, right? Right here!!” “Fate,
w-what are y-you talking ab-bout! Run!” The
homunculus tilted its tall and thin body backwards, peering at me, but quickly
changed focus back to Teddy. (What?!)
“N-No, over here! You’re with Mary, right?! Over here!” It continued unperturbed, lifting the glass in the air and jamming it
into Teddy’s thigh! “AGGHHH!”
Hearing my friend scream in agony ignited
that feeling again. That rush of heat, the seed kicked in, I was angry and
afraid. The homunculus’ head turned to look
at me, its smile changing from a frown, to a sad face to one of unbridled rage
as the creature dropped down to all fours and charged at me. (F**k,
what do I do?!) Not a fighter, I tried to
kick the homunculus’s head like a soccer ball, missing as the creature spung
onto the ceiling like a gecko. “I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I!”
It started making weird noises, almost as
if the homunculus was trying to speak. “I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I WANT TO DIE!!!!!!!”
It screeched so high, it felt like my
ears were going to burst. Teddy was also holding his head, covering his ears. I
took a chance and ran underneath the creature and made for Teddy. When I made
it to him, I grabbed my friend up by the arm and pulled him over my shoulder as
we slogged down the staircase nearest his side of the hall. We started going down as the screams
were fading into the background. “We need to get out of
here.” Teddy was so much taller than me,
I’d forgotten he was a whole shoulder higher. “F-Fate,
when did y-you get here? W-What’s going o-on?” “Don’t
worry about that, Teddy. We need to escape!” The strength I was getting from the seed was amazing! Despite the fact
that Teddy was 100 pounds more than me and leaned with almost his entire body
weight on my shoulder, I was holding him up as if it were nothing! My body felt
as light as a feather. By the time we finally got down onto the 2nd floor, Teddy
was breathing really hard as blood drenched his pant leg. (This is bad. Is
there a first aid kit?) I looked around,
noticing exactly what I wanted on a wall nearby. (May not be the best idea
to do this now, but I’ll grab it and hand it over to the others.) “Hey!
Fate, Teddy!” The tone of an all too
familiar voice echoed through the halls. Up the stairs ran Chester, darting
around the corner and nearly tripping over Teddy who sat on the staircase. “Whoa!
Teddy, what pray tell, are you doing sitting…” It took him a minute to notice the blood on the floor. “Oh God! Are
you alright?!” It’d been a long time since
I heard Chester get so frantic. “Good
timing, we need…” Chester turned to me
with surprise. Both he and Teddy looked at me waiting for me to finish my
sentence, but the looming shadow climbing down the wall of the stairs stopped
me. Without thinking I charged at the homunculus as it reached the floor. I
could feel muscles tearing in my legs, every fiber popping multiple times over as
the slender, ghastly hands of the creature reach for my friends. (Move
faster!) Time had slowed so far down,
that I could count the milliseconds like minutes. (Faster!) The thought of it reaching Chester and
Teddy, ravaged my mind. They’d be hurt or killed! My friends were in danger,
because of me, I couldn’t let that thing get them! (Faster!) Nothing else mattered. Not maintaining my
secrets, not Anesha, not even my own body! I had to get there; I had to stop
the homunculus! (Faster…faster…get there! Move!) The feeling of my calf blowing
up like a bomb while propelling me forward shook me. Before I knew it, I was grabbing the
pale, clammy hands of the homunculus ripping them away from my friends and
heading toward a window. My feet had left the ground as I closed in on a pane
of glass. I braced myself and crashed right through, holding the homunculus as
I hurdled toward the ground! The earth beneath us refused to give way on impact
as everything went dark. “Fate!
Fate, are you alright?!” Chester called my
name, bringing me back from that momentary state of unconsciousness. I looked
up to see him leaning out of a shattered window through broken tree branches,
stories above me. My chest and right shoulder ached when I pushed myself up off
the ground. “I’m…fine…”
It took a second for my sense to come
back to me. (Wait! Where’s the homunculus?!) A sharp pain shot into my neck at the scar. It felt like someone had
stabbed me through my throat. When I doubled over in pain, I noticed the
homunculus standing overtop of me, looking down with it’s twisted, enraged face.
(Keep moving…come on…) I pushed
through the pain. Getting that monster away from all the normal people was the
most important thing to me. With sirens blaring off in the distance, and the
heat still coursing through my veins, I leapt, tackling the creature as hard as
I could pushing it toward the woods! We broke through the stone fence
surrounding the school, tumbling down an incline and landing on the ground with
a thud. I separated from the homunculus with it’s back to the school. There the creature laid, motionless.
It looked dead, but trusting that it was would’ve been dumb. I grabbed a large,
somewhat jagged rock laying nearby and slowly approached. Each step I took, my
boots would crunch the fallen leaves beneath. It was an unnerving feeling,
cautiously inching toward the body. At any moment I was prepared for the
creature to attack. “I-I-I-I-I-I-I” The homunculus sprung to life. It stood up and then dropped to
all-fours, looking me in the eye with it’s upside down face. “WANT TO
DIE!!!!!!” That screech again, but
without it reverberating off the walls it was just about bearable. Those spindly arms and legs allowed the
homunculus to leap at me. (Don’t back down! Come on!) Rock in hand, I swung…and missed as the creature
bounced up onto a tree branch above and swiped down, pushing me to the leaf
covered ground. “Ow, s**t!” The
homunculus opened its gaping maw, seeming like it would devour me. I blocked
its teeth with one hand, pushing along with my foot I kept the creature at bay.
“F**k…you!” As hard as I could, I
jammed the rock into the neck of the homunculus! Expecting a response…any response, I
smirked, but nothing came. The teeth bit down hard on three of my fingers. The
pain shot through me as the monster closed in, twisting my already likely
broken fingers. I winced, trying to figure out what to do! Again, I jammed the
rock into its neck and nothing. Each time, the bloodshot, crazed eyes of the
upside-down faced homunculus seemed to grow more infuriated. No matter how hard
or many times I stabbed, it wouldn’t back off of me. The sirens blaring, the
pain in my hand, shoulder, chest and neck, my inability to push away the
pungent sewage like smell coming from the mouth of the homunculus…I snapped. “AGHHHH!”
The rock shattered in my grip; pulling
back my hand I thrust it deep into the gaping wound I’d opened! I howled as I
caught whatever bone my fingers brushed against, and all at once, kicked the
body, pulled at the teeth and tore at the bone, ripping the upside-down faced
homunculus asunder! Its head was split it half, the lower torso was sent flying
about ten feet away and in my right hand, I held the spine, dangling. I fell to
my knees, dropping the remnants and trying to catch my breath. No blood, just
some kind of milky pus dripped from the corpse and slowly, my body began
cooling down. All the wounds on my body were in extreme pain, so much so that I
almost blacked out. “I…need to stop doing that.” I steadied myself and stood up. An icy chill crept up from behind me.
All my body hair stood on end and I became short of breath. That feeling, I’d
felt it earlier when the homunculus appeared. It was right behind me, something
looking at me with a cold gaze. There was no way I could’ve known, but my body
could feel it. I turned…and saw Anesha, floating toward me atop her broomstick.
“Oh
my…you heard me coming?” “…No…I…felt
it?” Though I should’ve felt unease or
even afraid at seeing the object of my hatred and torment, Anesha appearing
before me was a relief. I lost all the strength I had and collapsed onto the
ground. “…” I wanted to say
something, but I’d gotten accustomed to waiting for permission. “Felt…?
Lo, it would appear you’ve gained the capacity to sense large concentrations of
mana.” She landed on the ground and
approached me. Not wanting to upset her, I kept my head cast downward while
keeping eye contact. “Hoho~ you’re so respectful now; not speaking unless allowed.
Clearly there is something on your mind, speak.” “That
was a homunculus…which means that Mary made it, right?” Anesha nodded. “Then…she’s still out there…and I’m guessing she
wants the seed.” Again, she nodded. “Damn.
Wait…then why didn’t it come straight for me? How come the homunculus went after
Teddy?” “Teddy?
Is that a friend of yours?” “Yeah…he-he
doesn’t know about anything, I swear!” Her
eyes began to narrow. “I swear to you, they don’t know anything about you!”
I tried to convey to her that I was
serious, that I wouldn’t betray her on that. As evil as she was, I wanted to at
least appease her. “Fine…I’ll
believe you, since I’ve no reason for doubt as of now. As for your friend…have you
spent lots of time with him? Been…intimate with him?” “What?!
No!” “You
needn’t worry, I’m not one to judge for one’s sexuality.” “We’re
not like that! There has to be another way.” When my shoulder had gotten pierced by the mannequin that turned into a
homunculus back at the Rockwell estate, is where my mind wandered. Anesha
tilted her head quizzically. “Does…my blood have a lot of mana in it?” “Obviously.” “Then
it was most likely from back then. Does me just spending time around people
make them targets of homunculi or something?” “You,
being anywhere for extended periods of time will cause it or whatever person
you’re around to absorb the seed’s excess mana. A single human body can’t store
the massive amounts of mana Yggdrasil creates.” “…So…my
home, my friends, my mother…they’re all targets?” “You’re
the sole target, but because of you being around them, most likely, those homunculi
will continue to be confused and seek out those around you.” “…”
My mind had frozen up and I was left
speechless. There was only one choice. “Mary…do you…know where she is?” Anesha smiled. “Hey!
Is anyone back there?!” An unfamiliar
voice called out from beyond the broken stone gate. “This is the police;
hello?!” “The
police?! Oh right! Anesha, didn’t you put a ward down?!” “Hmph!”
She pouted. “I didn’t have time or
the energy. Plus, I assumed that you’d have handled moving that filth to a more
discreet area.” “Ahh!”
Frustration, only Anesha could get under
my skin so easily. “Let’s get out of here!” “Finally,
a good idea comes from you. Then…how about we fulfil a desire of yours?” “What?”
I took off, running deeper into the woods
as Anesha followed suit atop her broom. “Let
us go and finish off…that little monster.” Part
4 Cars whizzed by just about 30 feet
down the slope in front of me. Once again, after so long, I was reacquainted
with the underpass that the Occult Research and Study club had grown so fond of
exploring. Underneath the bridge was a large vacant area that at one point was
filled with homeless people, until rumors of the owlman started. It stretched
on for blocks, as long as the bridge, and we’d only gotten a chance to explore
a portion of it. “To
think…this is where Mary would hide.” I
said to myself. In my hand, my phone was dialing Chester, I needed to make sure
that he and Teddy were alright. The line connected. “Chester! Hey, are you
alright?!” “Yes,
I’m fine. Where are you?” He was calm,
fortunately. “I
can’t tell you now, sorry. Is Teddy okay?” “Yeah,
he’s good.” “Listen…I
need you to not tell the cops anything.” “…” “Please,
I know this is kind of ridiculous, but…” “I
already spoke with the cops and didn’t tell them anything. I assume whatever’s
going on has to do with this secret you’re refusing to tell any of us.” “Chester…I…” “When
you get back, I want to talk with you. This isn’t a game anymore…I’m worried
about you, dude.” “…I’ll
be back once I’m finished. Promise.” I
ended the call. “How
sweet. To think that you would have such a relationship. I’m almost envious.” Speaking down to me from atop her
broomstick, Anesha weaved a hand sized, translucent blue orb in-between her
fingers. “…Do
you…not have any friends?” “Hmph!
It’s difficult at the top. So few can manage to walk beside someone such as
myself without feeling fear or insecurity, that I’ve made a conscious effort to
avoid long term attachments.” Glyphs
began encircling the orb. Anesha lifted it up high as whatever the spell was
began to glow. “Does
that…include your parents?” She stopped. “…”
For the first time since I’d met Anesha, a
somber expression replaced her normal arrogance. “That’s…those people mean
little to me.” The orb rapidly expanded,
covering the whole area. Even though it blew over top of me, I wasn’t the least
bit affected. “The ward has been erected. I’ll let you know, in that
structure there are many, many disgusting creatures. It’s a mire of near
endless filth.” “I
know…I can…sense it? Yeah, I can sense it.” Inside
were tons of what felt like different monsters, waiting. In order to put an end
to everything, I wanted to finish off Mary and those homunculi. “You’re…coming
too, right?” Though I was a bit scared. “Of
course, you fool! You’re my property, after all.” Not the nicest reassurance, but better than nothing. Anesha floated toward the entrance
and I followed. What waited for us changed the way I viewed the world and gave
new hopes and fears for whatever the future held in store. End of chapter 8 © 2021 Angelo Kingston |
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