Disclaimer: This chapter contains dialogue from the fic "Total Drama Underdogs" by StayOuttaMyShed, which has been used near the end of the chapter for the purpose of parody. Just thought I'd mention it here in case I get reviews accusing me of plagiarism :3
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Noah's POV –
I am amazed by the stupidity and ignorance of people. Did they seriously believe that we jumped from a 1,000 foot cliff? The impact from that kind of fall would have very likely resulted in us all dying on impact.
The cliff was (or should I say 'is') actually about 15 feet. It's still high, but not high enough to cause any injuries. It was most likely photoshopped in the actual broadcast.
The sharks on the other hand? They were real. Very, very real.
Bridgette's POV –
Once Chris had finished explaining the challenge, he announces that the Killer Bass are all up first.
My team-mates and I all look at each other awkwardly, and I'm about to go to the edge, when I hear Owen say, "Hey, don't sweat it guys! I heard that these shows always make the interns do the stunts first to make sure it's survivable."
I roll my eyes before saying, "Alright. I'll go first."
I jump off, land a few seconds later, and wave at the others.
Geoff's POV –
I'm next to jump. This dive is nothing. Brody and I have personal trainers who taught us how to jump over 100 feet without being injured. I barely splash any water when I land.
"Look out below!" Eva yells as she is the next to jump. I quickly swim off and climb onto the boat with Bridgette. She doesn't look at me, but I can tell what's on her mind.
DJ's POV –
I watch Duncan as he lands in the water, emotionless as ever. I am left standing hesitantly at the edge.
Jumping from a cliff doesn't seem like such a bad thing after three seasons of this show, but still…it's so high…
"Are you jumping or not?" Ezekiel, who is standing behind me, asks.
"I…I…I'mma do it," I sighed, before stepping off the cliff.
Ezekiel's POV –
I clench my eyes as the echoes of DJ's screams shake the cliff. Maybe it was just as well that he didn't jump last time. Then again, it might have saved me being voted off…
I am next to jump, though I'm careful this time not to hit the cliff halfway through, and everyone who has already jumped cheers for me.
I quickly swim out of the way for Harold to land. Once again…
Harold's POV –
"Arrgh!" I scream to myself as I land doing the splits. "Arrrgh!"
That hurt just as much as the first time. But I knew it wouldn't be the last time on this show…
And then somebody lands on my head.
"Do you mind!?" I yell. "Gosh!"
"Oh, sorry," Courtney apologizes to me, before she swims to the boat.
Wait a minute, Courtney isn't supposed to jump…
Courtney's POV –
I'm still embarrassed over how cowardly I was during season one. After that, my determination to win skyrocketed – so of course I jumped this time.
I look up at the cliff and notice that only Tyler, Sadie and Izzy are left standing.
Tyler's POV –
I look down at the cliff nervously, aware of how painful my landing was last time.
"Er…should I go next?" Sadie asks.
I shrug and am about to stand aside when Katie runs over and grabs Sadie.
"No!" she screams. "I can't jump without you! We have to be together!"
"Katie, there's nothing we can do. Chris said his decision was final," Sadie pleads.
"Say what?" Izzy says in confusion.
"Can we switch teams!?" Katie cries, looking at Chris with puppy eyes. Chris frowns in response.
While Katie is doing this, Sadie scoffs to herself before jumping off.
The look on Katie's face is absolutely priceless. She growls to herself before stomping back to the rest of the gophers.
"Okay…" Izzy says uncertainly. "Me next! Me-me-me-me!"
With that, she expresses a scream of delight as she jumps, leaving me as the only one left.
"Okay, ten jumpers so far!" Chris announces. "Tyler, are you jumping or not?"
"Um…uh…" I hesitate before tensing myself up and muttering, "For Lindsay."
With that, I jump off. Amazingly enough, I don't end up hitting the buoy.
The rest of the Bass cheer as I emerge from the water.
"Okay, surprisingly, eleven jumpers, and no chickens," Chris stated as he held a clipboard. "If the Screaming Gophers can't get the same result, the Killer Bass get a pull cart to put their crates on!"
"Okay, guys, who's up first?" Trent asks.
After a few seconds, Heather raises her hand, "I'll do it," she says kindly, before walking over to the other side of the cliff.
Heather's POV –
I notice the baffled looks on everyone's faces as I jump. Since everyone knows that I'm evil, I figure I'll just confuse and mislead by acting all nice.
They'll probably fall for it, but who knows?
Leshawna's POV –
What the…either Heather was dropped on her head this morning, or she is up to something…and I don't like it.
"This is nothing," Lindsay says, the next to walk to the edge. "The jump from the plane was way higher…er…I mean…the crane. Me and my friends visited a crane and we all fell off. It's a long story. Arrrrrrgh!"
She lands in the water with a splash, and I wait a couple of seconds before following behind.
Justin's POV –
Gwen and Cody are the next to jump, leaving me to go next.
Wait, but what if I can't swim away in time? What if the fall disfigures my face? It doesn't matter what happened last time – I will do whatever I can to prevent my face from becoming what it does in the future.
"Justin…dude?" Chris calls out.
"I can't do it! I'm not jumping," I say in panic.
"Don't worry about it," Chris assures as he walk over. "It just makes you a big chicken, which means you have to wear this chicken hat for the rest of the day. Loser way down is that way!"
I hang my head in shame as I go down. Anything to preserve my natural beauty. Anything.
Katie's POV –
I watch as Beth lands in the water. I'm surprised she actually did it this time, but I suppose two seasons of this show can change you.
As for me...it looks like I'm next. Does it matter if I jump? We've lost this challenge anyway. But what if I get voted off? Ugh, this is so much harder without Sadie at my side…
I sigh and say, "I can't do it."
With that, I take my chicken hat and go.
Noah's POV –
In the original version, before I did my dive, I called Chris out on how the cliff wasn't actually 1,000 feet, and Chris shushed me in response. They edited the line out, and it's probably why they edited out my jump altogether.
Owen's POV –
I hold out my hand for Trent to high-five, but he doesn't take it. Okay, I have figured out that I'm not the only one who has gone back, but the least they can do is play along.
I watch as Trent and Noah quickly swim off. Clearly they know what's about to come. In fact, almost everyone is starting to clear out of the beach near the lake.
I slowly pull the arm-bands on, before tensing my arms.
"I'm going to die now," I say. "I'm going to freakin' die now."
With that, I clench my eyes, before doing a run jump off the cliff.
I land in the water, and just like before, the water splashes everywhere. Nearly everyone had gotten out of the way at that point, but the sharks weren't so lucky.
"Yes! Yeah!" I cheer. "Oh yeah! Who's the man?"
However, nobody else seems to want to cheer along with me this time round.
"Congratulations Owen!" Chris announces. "But the Screaming Gophers still lose! Killer Bass, you win!"
"I…uh…think I lost my bathing suit," I say, but nobody seems to hear me over all the cheering from the Killer Bass.
Tyler's POV –
"49 bottles of beer on the wall, 49 bottles of beer," everyone sings as we pull the crates along. "If one of those bottles should happen to fall, 48 bottles of beer on the wall."
By the way, the Gophers sang 'beer' and not 'pop' in the original, but the censors edited it.
"I've got to take a wiz," I state, before dropping my cart, which I had been pulling along with Sadie. "Er…"
"I'm not going with you," Sadie hisses at me.
"Oh right…because, you know, you're worried about…I'm going to go now," I say awkwardly, before dashing off.
I arrive at the tree, and I see Katie enter at the same time. Tears are visible on her face. Poor girl – I have no idea what happened between her and Sadie, but she sure isn't taking it well.
Courtney's POV –
I pull one of the carts along, with Duncan by my side, when some insect comes flying over.
"Arrgh," I gasp as I tilt my head away, only for Duncan to squash the insect with his hand.
"Oh…er…thanks," I respond, before grinning, "So, how has prison been?"
"Juvie, or regular?" Duncan asks, chuckling.
"Regular jail? But…you're only 16," I respond in mock-surprise.
"So, Court, how has it been for you?" Duncan inquires. "How does it feel to know that you're not the only one who has gone back? To know that whatever mysterious force caused this doesn't think you're so special?"
"Don't try to test me," I reply flatly.
"That was the answer I wanted," Duncan chuckles, winking at me.
Okay, Courtney, you know he's a charming guy, but you can't fall for him again. Think about all the pain he will cause you…
Justin's POV –
I groan as the rest of my team-mates and I are forced to push our crates along the sand.
"Ugh, I am sweating so hard," I say. "This can't be good for my pores."
"And it's your vanity that got us into this mess," Noah says snarkily as he and Cody push their crate past me.
"Hey, Katie didn't jump either," I protest.
"Just keep moving," Noah snaps.
Seriously? Noah is complaining that I'm not a team player? Let's see how things are in a week when we play dodgeball.
Beth's POV -
"Come on, Lindthay, we can do it!" I encourage as we push our crates across the sand. "Push as hard as you can!"
"Gah!" Lindsay screams, jumping up in the air and waving her arms with fright.
"Um…are you okay?" I ask in concern.
"It's…it's nothing," Lindsay replies. "Let's keep going!"
Lindsay's POV –
I wish I could have told Beth but…it has been a couple of years since we last hung out and I don't know if she'd understand.
'Push as hard as you can' are the last words that I remember hearing before I fell asleep and woke up back in time. And I was with this really creepy old man as well.
I…I honestly don't know how I would have gotten by without my Tyler helping me through. Still, I can stop that from happening – right?
Tyler's POV –
Sadie gives me the weirdest look as I run back to the team, completely out of breath.
"Um…" she says awkwardly as she pulls her crate and I struggle to keep up.
How did I ever believe that I was a star athlete when I couldn't run without panting for more than 10 metres?
"I'm…f-fine," I gasp.
"Looks like we're back at camp!" Izzy exclaims excitedly.
"I am pleasantly surprised," Harold states, his hands on his hips.
Sounds like someone has been watching the re-runs.
Gwen's POV –
Just continuing to push, continuing to be stuck behind…
"ARRRRRRRRGGGGHHHHH!" I hear from a distance.
"Yo, what was that?" Leshawna, who is beside, me, asks.
Katie comes running over screaming, "ITCHY! ITCHY! SO ITCHY!"
"Poison ivy?" Leshawna guesses.
"No! I avoided them this time, so I went to find some other leaves!" Katie wails. "But when I touched them they stang like crazy!"
"You sat on nettles?" I ask, not believing what I hear. Katie doesn't respond, but quickly leaps into the lake.
Leshawna's POV –
I shake my head at the…Asian…girl? I'm not really sure what Katie's ethnicity is, and I'm not about to ask.
"We better keep going!" I exclaim. "We can still catch up."
Izzy's POV –
"Grrr…grr…" I groan as I try to pull off the rope with my teeth. "This is worse than hospital food."
"Do I even want to know?" Tyler asks sarcastically, before he stops pulling his rope to take several deep breaths.
"Got it!" Eva yells as her box bursts open. "I got wood."
"No you don't. I've seen you undress," I giggle, still trying to pop open the create.
Eva shakes her head as she shoots me a look of disblief.
"Some hammers and a pool liner," DJ calls back, before letting out a girly scream.
DJ's POV –
I don't really know what's going on. Why is everything so different to before? How are we in the lead? I mean, I guess me jumping the cliff made a difference, but Courtney jumped as well for some reason. Did me jumping encourage her or something?
"You look dazed," Bridgette remarks as she walks along with a bucket.
"Er…it's all cool," I reply hesitantly, before pulling the pool liner out of the box.
I see Sadie and Tyler nearby taking a bag of nails out of one of the boxes. Sadie seems to be jigging around a bit.
"Are you sure you don't need to go to the bathroom?" Tyler asks her.
"I'm fine," Sadie snaps at him.
"I'm pretty sure Katie is long gone," Tyler adds.
"I said I'm fine!" Sadie yells.
That reminds me – why didn't Katie move to our team?
Noah's POV –
"Finally," I groan as I fall flat on the campground.
"You made it," Courtney chuckles.
"Where's Katie?" Duncan asks, magically popping out of one of the boxes.
"I bet she's drinking with her butt again," I hear Harold mutter to Ezekiel, who shoots him a deadpan look.
Heather's POV –
"Okay team!" I announce 'excitedly' as several of them sit on the bench as if they've already accepted our loss. "I know we didn't get off to the best start, but we can still win!"
"What's the point?" Gwen protests. "We only have nine crates – they couldn't build a hot-tub with nine last time."
"We made one with ten crates, so never say never," I point out.
"Look, girl, I don't know what kind o' game you're trying to play, but you ain't foolin' nobody," Leshawna groans. "You can go ahead and quit it with your good girl routine."
"Well…sorry…I was just trying to help," I sigh.
"Okay, I love a good cat fight as much as next guy," Noah says as he walks over to us. "But Heather is right. We mightn't have all of the materials, but it doesn't hurt to try."
"That's very optimistic of you, Noah," I beam.
"What the heck is wrong with you?" Noah says suspiciously as he rolls his eyes.
"I'll get Katie!"
Ezekiel's POV –
What do you know? Things are actually going in order.
Harold and I hammer some nails into the hot tub, while Bridgette is inside lining the tarp. I must say, it's a nice view…
But the Gophers don't seem to be backing down.
I can see Owen carrying three buckets of water in his arms, which Heather cheers at him to go.
That's when Noah opens up the last crate.
"Seriously?" he shouts as he pulls out some more wood. "No hammer or screwdriver in any of these boxes?"
Justin's POV –
"We are even more screwed than before," Gwen groans as she sits on the steps of the porch.
Everyone sighs in defeat before Cody speaks up -
"Wait a minute – what if we had someone strong enough to push the nails in!?"
"I take it you think you're going to do it?" Gwen asks sarcastically.
"Haha, no," Cody chuckles. "Who's the strongest person on the team?"
That's when everyone gestures towards me.
"Hmm…what?" I ask, pretending as if I didn't hear.
"Do you think you're strong enough to put in the nails by hand?" Katie asks me.
Put in the nails by hand? What if I get a splinter? It could scar me for life! And that much hard work might give me wrinkles…
"No," I reply.
"Um…could you even try?" Katie asks.
"There is…uh…no way I can do it," I stammer. "It's impossible."
"But…" Leshawna begins to protest.
"I'm making a confessional!" I yell as I run off.
Cody's POV –
That was weird…
"Trent?" I suggest.
"I suppose I could give it a go…" Trent shrugs.
…
Trent's POV –
I groan to myself as our team stands before Chris. My fingers are bandaged up from all the cuts and splinters I got from trying to put together the hot tub.
"You doing alright?" Gwen asks me.
"Still hurts a bit, but I'm fine," I reply.
He looks at our hot tub and inspects it. I did my best to get all of the nails in, and it looks a bit crooked, but the other team's tub is kind of lopsided as well – but at least they had all the pieces.
Ezekiel's POV –
Yeah…our team tried our best, but I guess in the end the other team just happened to be better builders, despite their set-backs.
I really don't want to go home first. Not again…
Chris doesn't say anything as he inspects both of our tubs.
"Okay…both of you did a pretty job. Neither are perfect, but they're both fine…" Chris states. "Hmm…"
Just then, one of the nails pops out of the Gophers' hot tub, and ends up hitting Bridgette in the eye.
"Ouch! OUCH!" Bridgette screams as she runs off, and Courtney goes after her calling, "I'll give you medical attention!"
The Screaming Gophers all look even tenser.
"Mm-hmm," Chris notes. "I think we have a winner here – the Killer Bass!"
The nine of us who are still present immediately start jumping about and cheering.
"Bass, you're safe from elimination, and you get to rock this awesome hot tub for the rest of the summer – bonus!"
I didn't go first! I got past the first episode!
So, yeah, it feels great to cheer along with everyone else.
"Killer Bass, what can I say? Sucks to be you right now. I'll see your sorry butts at the bonfire tonight."
"We did it! We did it! We did it!" Sadie begins to cheer as she clutches herself. "Eeeeeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiii!"
I notice Tyler starts to give her a weird look. "Is it really the same with one person?"
Sadie then proceeds to grab him and continues to jump up and down and squee.
I see him sigh as he shrugs his shoulders.
I continue on my way from the mess hall, when I'm suddenly confronted by Harold.
"You were home schooled your whole life in the prairie, weren't you?" he asks me.
"Um…yes," I nod.
"Which means you haven't seen much of the real world outside of where you were raised, right?"
Does he not know that we're…eh, never mind…
"Sounds about right, eh."
"Alright I'll just let you know now, your folks are pretty wrong about girls. That might be a lot to take in since it was how you were raised, but trust me when I say that they can be just as strong and smart as guy can. They can give me some of the harshest wedgies too."
Colour me surprised.
"Never mind, the point is that kind of mindset could get you eliminated around here. The girls on the show with us would probably tear you apart if they heard you saying stuff like that. Like Eva."
"Yeah…uh…got it…sir," I nod hesitantly. "She is…um…probably stronger than most of the guys here."
"Not to mention more aggressive," Harold adds. "Could you imagine what she would have done if she'd heard you make a comment about women being weaker or less smart than men?"
But…I'd never said anything up to this point…
"Point taken," I nod, forcing a smile. "Thank you, uh, Harold. You really saved my, um, skin, eh."
"Don't mention it," Harold smiles as he pats me on the shoulder. "If you need any more advice, just let me know. I can be like your teacher when it comes to learning about the real world!"
"Thank you," I mumble as I stare at my shoes.
"No problem. We better get to dinner," Harold states.
"Yes," I say as he begins to walk off.
HOW HAS HE NOT FIGURED OUT WHAT'S GOING ON!?
Noah's POV –
Well, dinner was generally suckish, but I haven't come to expect anything less from this show.
Looks like we're going to elimination. I generally feel safe, but I didn't expect elimination the first time round, so who knows?
"Psst," hisses a voice from behind a tree. "Noah!"
"Who's there?" I ask as I walk over, only to see Heather and Justin standing before me.
"Good, you're both here," Heather grins as she folds her arms. "In case you guys don't remember, you two were the first ones voted off our team last time."
"Yeah, what about it?" I ask, putting my hands in my pockets.
"Well, unless you guys want that to happen again, I suggest you team up and ally with me," Heathers instructs.
"And why would that happen again? Do you not think I've learned my lesson!?" I say, raising my eyebrows.
Heather glares at me, and I sigh, "Okay, let's just say I do need your help. Who do you want me to vote for?"
"Gwen," Heather says sharply.
"Are you serious?" I ask. "I know you have your issues, but she's a strong player."
"She's the reason I ended up bald for a year!" Heather snaps. "And I would prefer it if that didn't happen again."
"Either way, we'll all remember it," I snigger.
"Okay, who do you suggest?" Heather asks me.
"I don't know…Lindsay? She hates you as well, and we already saw in season 5 how stupid she's become," I point out.
Heather nods, but now it's Justin's turn to protest –
"What? Why Lindsay? She's actually good looking. We should get rid of Beth."
"You have no right to be telling us who to vote for," I snap. "You're on thin ice as it is. First you didn't jump to cliff, and then you refused to help us in the challenge."
"Did you see how many splinters Trent got? I had every right to be worried," Justin insists.
"I don't know what's come over you, but consider yourself lucky we don't vote you off," Noah sighs.
"Okay, Lindsay it is," Heather nods. "Justin, I need you to talk to Katie – she's clearly vulnerable right now, so she might actually go along with it. And Noah, can you get Owen on our side?"
"Sure," I shrug. "But that's still only five votes out of six."
"It's a risk I'm willing to take," Heather says. "There's no way we can get anyone else on our side."
"I'll try my best to convince him," I say before walking off.
Voting confessionals –
Leshawna: Justin has added nothing to the team since he got here. Heather may be trying to play mind-games, but he's got my vote.
Owen: I was going to vote for Katie, but Noah is smart and knows what he's doing, so I'm voting for Lindsay
And yeah…at this point I may as well forget about doing everything the same. Still, I was never bad at improv.
Lindsay: Heather! I've been waiting to do this since Lights, Camera, Action!
Noah: This is a waste of time! [facepalms] But I'm going to vote for Lindsay. Justin may be useless, but I'm taking all the security I can get.
Lindsay's POV –
"Screaming Gophers," Chip announces as we sit on tree stumps. "At camp, marshmallows represent a tasty treat that you enjoy roasting by the fire. At this camp, marshmallows represent life!
You've all cast your votes and made your decision. When I call your name, come up and claim your marshmallow."
Ooh, I really hope I don't go first. I might get flushed again…
"The camper who does not receive a marshmallow tonight must immediately return to the dock of shame to catch the Boat of Losers. That means you are out of contest, and you can't come back. Ever."
"The first marshmallow goes to…"
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"Trent."
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"Noah."
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"Leshawna."
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"Gwen."
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"Katie."
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"Cody."
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"Beth."
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"Owen."
"Woo-hoo!" Owen cheers as he gets up and gobbles down his marshmallow.
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"Heather."
What? How did she get through? I thought Glen said we all went back…I'm even more confused…
"Campers – this is the final marshmallow of the evening!" Chris announces.
Wait…how did I get points? Oh well – Justin is left too, and he didn't do anything.
Oh no – I really can't go! Not now!
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"…it's a tie."
What!?
Noah's POV –
Even Heather is visibly surprised. It's amazing that she actually pulled it off.
So, what now? There weren't any tie-breakers in the first season, so it could be anything.
"Both of you received five votes," Chris states. "Fortunately, we have a solution for such an event. Everyone besides Lindsay and Justin will vote again. If there is still a tie, one person will randomly be eliminated."
That was what they had planned? It's honestly fitting, considering season 1 was very similar to Survivor.
Heather's POV –
"Alright," Chris nods as Lindsay and Justin. "With that, the final marshmallow goes to…"
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"Lindsay."
I have to cover my ears to shield myself from Lindsay's deafening squeal. Damn, so close!
"Sorry, bro," Chris shrugs as he looks at Justin. "Dock of shame is that-a-way!"
"Oh well," Justin mumbles. "At least I won't be able to get hurt from here on."
And he slowly walks off, tossing his silky…
Noah's POV –
I could never fathom what people saw in Justin during his hey-day. He's just a generic f**k-boy, nothing more.
Hang on…what's happening? A nest of wasps swarming around Justin? Covering his face in red bumps? Continuing to do so as he boards the newly-arrived boat of losers?
I've found my happy ending…
Tyler's POV –
"Woo! We did it! We won!" I cheer as I set foot into the hot tub, only to fall over in shock.
"It's just water," Sadie says snarkily.
"I know, I know," I nod. "But…shut up!"
"To the Killer Bass!" Geoff cheers as he leaps out of the tub and starts break dancing in front of us.
"To the bass! To the bass!" DJ and Duncan chant as they join in.
Heather's POV –
The 10 of us who survived the elimination walk back to our cabin, trying our best to ignore how obnoxious the Killer Bass are acting.
Ugh, I came so close. I'm honestly amazed that I managed to force a tie, but still…so close….
Whatever, Justin was the one who left. Not me. And as long as I keep the others guessing I can stay on top.
"You tried," Noah says snarkily as he walks up from behind me and puts a hand on my shoulder. "But it's okay. We all have to endure being an early boot at some point."
"Can it, know-it-all," I snap at him.
Who is he calling an early boot? I've made it to the finale before. I could easily do it again. I will dominate this season. Sure, I may not be the only person who has gone back in time, but as long as I play innocent, nobody will know for sure.
Votes -
Justin (5) - Beth, Cody, Gwen, Leshawna, Trent
Lindsay (5) - Heather, Justin, Katie, Noah, Owen
Heather (1) - Lindsay
Nobody changed their vote during the tiebreaker
And that's a wrap.
Justin may not have been a competent player in this fic, but his elimination did help to establish Heather's strategic play for the season, including her alliance with Noah.
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