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HEART OF THE MATTER

[Teaser]

Morgan Martin stomped away from the camp. He was fuming, muttering to himself.

"Those people have no sense whatsoever. They have no idea of the possibilities this planet offers. And they never listen to sound advice. I told them we should check out that cavern at the top of the hill. But no, that Adair woman wants to move, move, move. She's always pushing us so hard. And then that Danziger character. That man is as stubborn as a... as a..." He couldn't think of a proper comparison for the mechanic.

Well, forget about them. He was going to make sure that he and Bess would be better off once they would return to the stations. No more groveling in the face of Level 5 bureaucrats. No more tiny cubicles to live in. No, all that would be different when they got back. And his father... too bad the man would be long death. It would have been worth all the trouble this planet could throw at him just to see his father's face upon discovering his son had it made!

He wasn't really watching where he was going and unexpectedly found himself caught in a dense brush, large thorns tearing at his clothes and skin. Ouch, that hurt!

Suddenly he stopped trying to break free. What was that? He heard noises - twigs creaking, a branch snapped. Someone or something was with him here in the brush.

"Oh God," Morgan thought to himself. "I sure hope it's not one of those creepy Grendlers again..."


[Part 1]

By: Leontien Bosch E-mail author

Morgan crouched down and listened. There it was again. He could hear at least two voices. They were getting louder as the owners of the voices were moving in his direction.

"Oh God, what if they are penal colonists?" he thought to himself. He imagined all kinds of horrible things they would do to him if he was discovered. He saw a vision of Bess, calling out to him, as the camp was raided by penal colonists.

He heard some more twigs creaking and he started to crawl his way back to camp as quietly as possible. SSSNNNAAAPPP!!! He failed.

"Did you hear that?" one of the voices asked.

"What?" the other asked. Morgan held his breath.

"Oh God, this is it," he thought.

"It came from over there," the first one said again. Morgan was on his feet before he knew it and began to run as fast as he could. He was afraid to look back, so he didn't see the men, wearing rags, searching the bushes in opposite direction of Morgan.

"Bess!!!!" Morgan yelled as soon as he reached the edges of camp. "BESS!! Where are you??" He ran towards their tent, only to find it empty. When he turned around, he was met by annoyed and curious looks.

"What's wrong this time, Martin?" Danziger asked, looking annoyed. Morgan took a moment to catch his breath, but he was so spooked that it didn't work, so he just told them what had happened.

"Penal colonists... over there... in the bushes." He pointed in the direction he came from.

"What? Are you sure?" Danziger looked worried now. "Julia and Bess went in that direction, too." He turned around.

"Baines, get them on gear now!" He turned back to Morgan, who was still trying to catch his breath. "It could've just been Julia and Bess you heard, you know."

"What's going on, Danziger?" Devon pushed her way through the crowd. Danziger told Devon what Morgan had told him a minute ago. Devon looked from Danziger to Morgan and back to Danziger. She was about to ask something, when Baines came running from the communications tent.

"Danziger, I couldn't reach them..."


[Part 2]

By: Emily Foster E-mail author

"What?" Morgan shrieked. "They've got Bess? We have to go find them." He was on the verge of hysteria.

"Morgan, compose yourself." Devon was always the voice of calm. "We'll find them. But getting emotional isn't going to help right now."

She turned to Danziger, her rock. "What do you think?"

"We need to organize a search party now. If they have been kidnapped," he said, looking at Morgan skeptically, "we need to find them before the trail gets cold."

The search party agreed to split into three groups to cover more terrain. Morgan was with Danziger, Walman and Baines as they headed in the direction of the voices.

"Tell us about the voices," a still-doubtful Danziger queried as they traveled south. "How many? Male? Female? Young? Old? What?"

"I heard two, I think. They were male, hard to guess the ages. Adults. That's all I can remember. Can't we hurry this along?" he whined frantically. Danziger was just about to serve him a sarcastic remark when he stopped cold in his tracks.

"Listen."

"What?" Walman whispered. Before an answer could be given, they all heard it. The snapping and breaking of twigs was growing closer and closer with each passing second. Danziger and Baines powered up their MagPros.

"Oh, God. It's the penal colonists." Morgan could barely contain his fear.

"Get ready. They're right behind these trees," Danziger instructed as he aimed his weapon. Baines did the same. They were just about to fire, when their prey sprang from the brush.

"Don't shoot!" Julia screamed. The men put their guns down as she and Bess ran toward them panic-stricken.

"Hurry," Bess panted. "They're right behind us." Before anyone had a chance to ask "who," the answer was before them.


[Part 3]

By: Melanie McManama E-mail author

Two huge, furry, four-legged beasts came charging out of the foliage, trembling the ground with the force of their coming. The creatures were easily as large as the TransRover, and both armed with projecting tusks. The fur of one was a deep russet color; the other was a more muted brown. The russet-colored one opened its mouth to let out a long, shivering bellow.

Baines, who stood at the vanguard of the group, turned and screamed over his shoulder, "Everybody scatter!" He took his own advice, diving to one side, and barely missed being trampled by the stampeding animals.

The colonists scrambled into action, scurrying from the path of the massive beasts. Yale paused just long enough to scoop Uly up and tuck him under one arm. Denner stumbled over her own feet, but a steadying grip from Cameron saved her. Bess, already running by the time the animals broke through the foliage, propelled herself straight into Morgan, nearly knocking him over in her haste to move him along.

Danziger risked a quick glance toward his daughter and saw that Alonzo had her in his arms as he dashed out of harm's way. As the animals passed by the mechanic, he set the MagPro to his shoulder and took aim at the brownish beast. He hoped a MagPro would be enough to bring down a monster of that size before it did some serious damage to the camp. His finger tightened on the trigger.

Before he could fire, new movement from behind the foliage drew his attention, and he swiveled toward the sound. Two large, powerfully built men clothed in ragged garments burst from behind the bushes and raced after the stampeding animals. The clothing was actual a collection of furs, Danziger belatedly realized. And they were carrying spears, of all things. In fact, they looked like...

He blinked in befuddlement, comprehension dawning slowly. Slowly, because the conclusion he drew made almost no sense. It was impossible. Wasn't it?

The beasts had disappeared over the hill, but their mad gallop toward the horizon could still be heard. Even as the colonists watched, the two human pursuers vanished from view as well. Soon, only the settling dust and two wrecked tents -- Devon's tent, as well as the one shared by Baines, Walman and Mazatl -- remained as testament to the incredible sight Eden Advance had just witnessed.

Uly was the first to break the stunned silence. "Mom, those were dinosaurs!"

"Uly, that's impossible," a breathless Devon countered. She crossed to his side and placed a steadying hand on his shoulder, drawing comfort from the fact that her son was unharmed. "Isn't it?"

"Uly was partially correct," Yale spoke somewhat reluctantly. "Those did indeed appear to be prehistoric beasts. But mastodons are considered mammals, not dinosaurs."

"Mammal or lizard, what's the difference?" Walman exclaimed. "That doesn't explain how creatures -- creatures from Earth's history -- that have supposedly been extinct for a few thousand years just came waltzing through our camp!"

"And waltzed all over our tent," Mazatl put in sourly.

"What about those men following the mastodons?" Denner asked hesitantly. "Didn't they look like ..."

"Cavemen," Danziger finished for her, glad someone else had confirmed his initial impression. The camp fell silent again as each of them contemplated how they might have run amok time, somehow slipped a few millennia back.

At length, Devon spoke. "Okay, forgetting when they came from, do we know where they came from?" All eyes turned to Bess and Julia, who had been the first to see the cavemen and their prey. Julia pointed to a ridge north of the camp's location.

"From up there," she told them all. Bess, clinging to Morgan, nodded.

"They came from those caverns."


[Part 4]

By: Lahaylia St. James E-mail author

Devon, still holding Uly tightly, didn't seem all that surprised. "Well," she said, "We've already encountered caverns that will move us around the planet, why not through time, as well?" Danziger looked at her as if she was crazy.

Yale said, "Creatures from a different planet came through here, Devon, not just a different time."

She shrugged. "I'm just saying I'm not all that shocked." She looked at her flattened tent. "Okay, maybe a little shocked."

Alonzo walked up, still holding True in his arms, and now holding Julia's hand. He handed the child to Danziger and received a grateful smile from the man as he hugged his daughter.

"Do we know for sure they were mastodons?"

Julia added, "They could be a G889 species that just looks like them, and I'm assuming that the cave men could be primitive Terrians. No one has considered the possibility that the Terrians are more advanced than we are, not once, from the moment we landed here. We've always assumed that they were inferior to us because they don't have technology like the TransRover, or gear, or the MagPro. But maybe they had that and have moved beyond that-"

"Okay, okay," Devon cut in, annoyed that Julia had a theory that made sense, and she, Devon, had no theory at all. "This is no time for a philosophical discussion, Julia."

"It's not a philosophical discussion. I'm simply saying that we ought to get a genetic scan of the creatures and the cavemen' before we go running around saying Earth's history has come to get us."

Alonzo nodded. "That's true. But I think we should check out the caverns. Who knows what else might come out of there."

***

Later that afternoon, Devon, Danziger, Alonzo, and Julia set out toward the cavern. They left the vehicles behind, since Devon declared it a short walk, not worth the hassle of driving on rough terrain. Danziger was more than happy to oblige, having no desire to see his vehicles trampled should another Mastodon make an appearance at the caves.

Julia grumbled, though. She had already made this trip once, and she didn't really want to make it again. They hadn't seen anymore of those creatures since the mastodons had run through camp, and, as interesting as a genetic scan would be, she really didn't think it was all that important. After all, mastodons could have evolved on G889, or a creature close enough that they thought it was a mastodon, and Julia wasn't really willing to risk her neck to see whether or not she was right. Either way, they had to get used to another big predator on this planet, and the doctor saw no reason to make the situation anymore complicated than that.

Too bad the others didn't share her opinion. They were excited, Lonz especially. He liked the idea of a bit of adventure before they went back to their endless walking. She really couldn't blame him. After all, he had never signed up as part of Eden Advance. A cruel twist of fate had landed him here for two years, until the colony ship arrived and could take him back to the stations, and all the endless walking was wearing on him.

When they arrived at the caverns, Devon allowed Julia to take the lead, since she had been there before. Julia led them through a small opening in the rock, after showing them a separate entrance from which the mastodon had made its appearance. From there it was a short drop down into the caves.

When they had all entered, Devon divided them into two groups. Julia and Alonzo went south, while Devon and Danziger went north, and they agreed to meet back at the opening in an hour.

***

They had only been exploring for ten minutes, and Julia had to admit she was totally lost. This was not her idea of fun, but Alonzo was eating it up. Her stomach growled embarrassingly at the mental reminder of food. She was hungry, and dirty, and she didn't like it.

Suddenly, ahead of her, Alonzo stopped, and grabbed her hand. "Julia," he whispered, "We have to go back."

"What--" she started, but he cut her off, pushing her back in the direction they had come.

"Run!" he yelled, and passed her, sprinting back toward the opening. Julia didn't have time to see what he had before he pulled her behind him.

***

Devon and Danziger had encountered a chasm and had been forced to turn around after twenty minutes. When they arrived at the opening, they were considering following Julia and Alonzo when they heard Julia scream.


[Part 5]

By: Sue Sadler E-mail author

The scream made up their minds. Simultaneously they made a move toward the opening.

"Devon since I've got the MagPro, maybe I should go in first." Danziger managed to make the suggestion sound sarcastic.

"By all means," replied Devon with an exaggerated sweep of her arm to the entrance, indicating he should precede her. With a long-suffering sigh he moved into the opening. From behind, Devon watched him move. For a big man, he was surprisingly light on his feet, moving gracefully into the darkness, illuminated only by the light attached to the MagPro.

From the distance they heard a deep throated growling rumbling through the cavern. The acoustics made it appear to surround them. The path divided into two just ahead of them.

"Can you tell what direction the noise came from?"

"No." The noise came again, still giving no indication of direction.

"Can you tell which direction Alonzo and Julia went in?"

Danziger pointed the light at the floor looking for footprints. "What the hell."

He moved around Devon and searched the area behind. There were signs that someone had passed. He turned back to the fork in the cave. The path was clear of footprints.

"It looks like someone" he hesitated slightly "or something has covered the trail. There's no sign they passed here."

Devon sighed and ran her hand through her hair in a nervous gesture. "There was no other pathway off this route, so they must have come this way. And they didn't pass us, so they must still be in here. Unless they've been zapped through a temporal anomaly."

"What are you.... No don't tell me, I really don't want to know. Let's just pick a direction. We'll go down for a few minutes and if we find no sign of them, we'll return here and try the other fork."

"Maybe we should split up it would save time."

"Adair. If you really want to go on your own, with no weapon and risk running into whatever made that noise, be my guest."

Devon considered his words. It was commonsense. "When you put it like that. Lead on."

Danziger strode along the right fork. The divide was almost too perfect cutting the width of the path to half its original size. There was a light touch on his arm.

Devon whispered, "Listen," in his ear. He paused listening intently. From behind there was the sound of a soft scraping. He lifted the MagPro and turned back in the direction they came. They carried on walking to the point where the fork should have been. Until they found a dead end.

Unable to believe their eyes both of them touched the cave wall in front of them. It was identical in appearance and feel to the walls on either side of them. The entire formation looked natural, except for the fact it hadn't been there five minutes before.

Behind them came the rumbling growl. This time it was closer. Definitely closer. Danziger swung the light to illuminate the cave. Something was just hovering on the edge of the light.


[Part 6]

By: Nicole Mayer E-mail author

"Devon, get back," he ordered sharply and Devon instinctively obeyed, hearing the edge of fear in Danziger's voice. A low moan filled the cave, a sound speaking of pure evil. Danziger allowed himself a quick glance over his shoulder to see that Devon was safely behind him, and then, holding the light high, he stepped forward.

A wolf appeared from the shadows, its green eyes glowing and evil. Devon gasped as Danziger hoisted the MagPro but he was too slow and the wolf pounced, snarling and growling. Saliva dripped from its hungry jaws as it launched itself towards Danziger, who tried his best to knock it away with a combination of arm and weapon.

He failed. The wolf knocked Danziger off his feet and he landed solidly, hitting his head upon a rock. Dazed, Danziger was barely able to make out the wolf viciously shaking its head from side to side before directing its attention to Devon, half-hidden in the shadows.

For a moment, the wolf just stared at Devon and she had never seen a more frightening sight in her life. And then the wolf opened its great jaws and growled what sounded like a word. "Leave."

Devon shot a quick look at Danziger, wondering if her fear was making her hear things, but then the wolf pounced again. Devon screamed as she dodged to the side, by Danziger, who was blearily rubbing his temples.

Hands trembling, Devon bent to wrestle the MagPro from Danziger's grasp just as the wolf came for her again. One sharp claw raked down the side of her arm and Devon watched, almost fascinated, at the red line of blood that instantaneously appeared. Part of her mind knew that it hurt but most of her was too focussed on survival to pay much attention.

Finally, the MagPro was hers and she leveled it at the creature, which was pacing by Danziger's feet. Devon no longer considered it a wolf, it was far too inhuman and evil to be merely a wild animal from Earth's past. Again, the wolf looked at her and she felt as if it was seeing her soul. Then Devon swallowed, pulled the trigger, and blew it away.

"Adair?" came Danziger's query and she rushed to his side, ignoring the dull thump of the wolf's body slumping to the ground.

"It's okay, Danziger," she quickly reassured him, laying the heavy MagPro down and helping him to sit up. "Its gone." As she glanced at the creature's body, she realized how prophetic her words were. The wolf pulsed green for a moment before simply fading out of existence. Not even a bloodstain was left on the floor.

Danziger's dizziness was passing and he rubbed the back of his skull where the rock floor had whacked him a good one. "Devon, I- you-." He was on the verge of complimenting her on her actions when he noticed the state of her arm. "You're bleeding!"

She glanced down at the widening wound. "Yeah," she said softly, biting her lip, now fully aware of the pain.

Cursing under his breath, Danziger wished they'd thought to bring a pack with medical supplies, or at least stayed with Julia. He knew they had to stop the bleeding soon, so he pulled of his shirt and started to bind Devon's arm before she could protest.

"Danziger, you'll get cold," she finally managed to say as he tied the last knot.

"Better than you bleeding to death," he replied sincerely. He glanced around and sighed. The light lay on the floor, thankfully still working, and the flickering glow revealed that the cave had changed yet again. "What the hell is going on?" he muttered.

Devon and Danziger slowly climbed to their feet, supporting each other, both bruised in more than the physical sense as they warily surveyed their new surroundings. Now there were no visible exits; they seemed to be in a hollowed out piece of rock deep inside the earth.

"Listen," cautioned Devon and Danziger did so. For a while there was nothing but the sound of their breathing, until Danziger was able to distinguish a sound underneath that, a slow, rhythmic pulse. A pulse to which the walls were moving in time.

Grabbing Devon's good arm and pulling her close, Danziger whispered, "We might not get out of this." The walls were getting closer. Devon reached out to touch one, feeling the gentle resistance and also noticing that she could push into the wall.

She huddled close to Danziger's chest, feeling the darkness weighing heavily upon them. "We can't give up, Alonzo and Julia are out there."

A louder pulse sounded and she jumped. Danziger tightened his arms around her.

"Well, Adair, just in case we don't get out of this" and he lifted her face to his and kissed her soundly.

They didn't notice the caves changing yet again until an icy wind blew through them. Devon pulled away, her face flushed, ready to slap Danziger good and proper when she realized she could see. And what an amazing sight it was.

Before them stretched eternity. The pair were on a small rocky outcropping above a chasm that pulsed with muted blue light, yet it was difficult to see where the drop ended, or if there even was a bottom. Above them was more rock gradually melding into a velvet sky dotted with millions of stars, each giving only the barest pinpoint of light.

"What is this place?" Devon breathed.

Danziger could only shake his head in amazement. "I don't know. But I don't like it." He paused, gathering his ideas. "Think about it, Adair, from the moment Morgan noticed these caverns, weird things have been happening. Bad things."

"It's almost as if something was trying to keep us away from here," realized Devon, continuing Danziger's train of thought. Again she lifted her eyes to the abyss before them, noticing the slightest movement some aeons to the left. Devon blinked, and then the motion had resolved itself into Alonzo and Julia, shifting closer in carefully timed pulses matching the thrumming undercurrent, until at last they stood on a rocky outcropping similar to the one Danziger and Devon were perched upon, only meters away.

"Devon!" Julia called.

Devon and Danziger were relieved to see their friends alive and seemingly unhurt. "What happened?" asked Danziger. "I heard you scream"

Julia and Alonzo exchanged unreadable glances. "A giant worm," Julia finally said. "But it doesn't matter, none of it matters. Everything we have done in our entire lives pales in comparison to this discovery!" Her voice was alive and fervent, her eyes shining brightly.

"What?" Devon and Danziger asked in unison.

"Don't you know?" Alonzo asked, his voice just as reverent. "This place, it's everything we've been looking for."

Julia continued. "This is the heart of G889."


[Part 7]

By: Amanda (TumbleMom)

"Yeah, right," Danziger grumbled. A note of uncertainty rang in his voice though. Devon jabbed him lightly in the ribs to make him shut up.

"What do you mean?" she asked the other couple.

"This is where it all comes together. Beginning to end, full circle. All the answers we've ever searched for are here," Alonzo explained, exuberant. "We can know anything we want. What'll happen in our futures --"

"All of history is written here," Julia put in, seeing the confusion on the faces of the other pair. "History that has been and history yet to happen. Everything. All of it."

Devon gasped as she tried to take it in. From the depths below distant cries, howls and yelps of various sorts, rose up to the people stuck on the outcroppings. They all shivered, remembering their encounters with the mastodons, the worm and the wolf. They didn't want to think about what else was out there.

"So what are we doing here?" Danziger queried. "We're not that important in the larger scheme of things, are we?" He fervently hoped not. He wasn't even supposed to be on the planet. All he wanted was to take his daughter and return home. His gaze fell on Devon as she crouched near the edge of their pillar of rock. Then again, the stations had never really felt like home, had they? He shrugged it off and paid closer attention to Alonzo, who was explaining their presence.

"They tried to keep us away. That's why they sent the worm. And that wolf you saw. We're not supposed to be here," he said, his voice a little unhappy now, with the initial excitement wearing off. "That's a mistake. Somehow the Portals of Time were opened. They can't close them. Someone took the key..." His voice trailed off.

"How do you know all that?" Devon asked him. "And who is 'they'?"

Alonzo cast a quick glance at Julia. She shrugged, encouraging him to answer.

"I don't know," he replied. "I just do..." He sounded lost and Julia gently squeezed his hand.

"You know that this planet has a very strong metaphysical plane," she said, like that explained it all.

"What key are you talking about?" Danziger demanded, latching on to another thing Alonzo said. "And how are we going to get back? If you know that too, at least it'd be something useful for a change." He glared at Alonzo accusingly, as if their current predicament was the pilot's fault. Julia glared back. Alonzo just stared off in the endless distance. The blue light around them continued to pulse regularly, like the heartbeat it was.

Sensing conflict brewing, an explosion of tempers imminent, Devon quickly got back to her feet.

"Morgan," she said. Danziger's head whipped around and they all looked at her quizzically. "Morgan took the key."

Danziger threw up his hands in disgust. "Figures," he muttered.

"When Morgan returned from the caves this morning, he showed me an oddly shaped rock. It was triangular, wedge-shaped and glowing bluish. Same as down there," and she nodded towards the chasm. "That must've been it."

"We have to go back," Alonzo suddenly piped up, urgently. "We must put the key back and close the Portal. Before History breaks loose, and Time goes to hell in a hand-basket."

"But how?" Devon asked. Nobody knew the answer to that one, not even Alonzo.

For a few minutes they all stared at one another, despair plain in their eyes. They were stuck here, high above the ground on their outcrops of rock. With no way down. While they were silent, Danziger suddenly realized he heard a soft cracking noise. And as he watched in horror, the small outcropping he and Devon stood on, crumbled at the edges. Every pulse, every heartbeat, more of the rock came loose and tumbled down into the depths below.

Soon, he and Devon barely had any room to stand and they pressed together on the small piece left to them. Another pulse, another loud crack and the rock split in half. Devon lost her balance. She tottered on her feet for a moment, grasping at Danziger in search of support. Then, with an icy scream, she plummeted into the blue vapors of the chasm, dragging Danziger along with her.

***

Eyes wide with terror Julia and Alonzo stared after them as they disappeared from sight. They averted their gaze and huddled together, grieving for their lost friends. Wrapped up in sorrow, they barely noticed their own pillar disintegrating slowly. Suddenly Alonzo perked up his ears. Did he hear something?

"Doc, listen," he urged her. "Do you hear that?" She raised her tear-streaked face and tilted her head.

"Juliaaaaaa! Alonzooooo!" a distant voice called. They stared at one another, incredulous. This couldn't be, could it? The cry repeated itself.

"Danziger?" the couple breathed in unison, not believing their ears. They scrambled to the edge of the rock and peered into the depths.

"Danziger?" Alonzo bellowed.

"Yes," came the reply, drifting up to them. "We're okay."

"We found the way out," Devon's lighter voice called, barely reaching them. "Just jump, it'll be okay."

Julia and Alonzo exchanged a startled look. Just jump? Into that bottomless void? Were they crazy? Alonzo shrugged as he watched another part of the rock falling away.

"They survived," he said, extending an inviting hand towards Julia. With another uncertain glance at the chasm Julia accepted his hand. He wrapped his arms around her and, eyes closed, they jumped.

They plunged downward, the air tugging at their clothes as they fell. Then their descent seemed to slow, until at last they drifted down slowly, wafting like a feather. Alonzo released the breath he didn't know he was holding. He opened his eyes and a joyful smile broke on his face.

"We're flying, Julia," he whispered in her ear. "We're truly flying!" She smiled up at him, delighted, caught up in his enthusiasm.

"Yes," she sighed.

That incredibly free feeling lasted for a few moments more, and they landed gently on their feet. Devon and Danziger were waiting for them, beaming.

"Wow," Alonzo said, breathlessly. "Wasn't that the most incredible rush?"

The others nodded in silent acknowledgment. Devon motioned with her hand.

"Come on," she said and led them to the crumbled piles of debris, all that was left of the two rock pillars. A small cleft was visible between rubble. When Alonzo peered in, he saw what seemed a short passageway. At the end of it, bright sunlight showed, and green grass. Voices were calling. Voices he recognized. The voices of his camp mates.

"This leads right back to camp," he said, amazed.

Danziger nodded. "It'll be a tight squeeze," he said, a little reluctant. "And as soon as we get there, we'll have Martin put back that key where he found it. We'll close that Portal of yours."

"Yes," Alonzo said. "Let History happen in its own time. I don't really want to know it all beforehand. Besides," he grinned mischievously at Julia, "what would life be without a few surprises along the way?"

--END--

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