Chapter Three:

Who We Really Are

Lajjun and I looked at each other. We smiled so wide that my face hurt. She hugged me tightly. I ran up to the control room, where Riddick was sitting.

"Negative."

"The test?"

"Yeah, the test is negative."

"So… that's good right?" Riddick asked me. As if he thought that I actually wanted a screaming child around the ship.

"No, that's awesome." A smile formed on his mouth and he hugged me tightly, swinging me around.

"We still need to talk."

"Yeah, we should get it over with now… we both hate talking about this shit."

"So, you're not a virgin anymore?" Riddick asked me.

"I took another one of those shots that make you a virgin again. It'll take about 32 hours to finish the process."

"You've done this before?"

"Yeah, when I was 13."

"Jack… you can't do that."

"Riddick, I know. I was 13, I was hurting. And I had no one. I thought that if I had sex, someone would love me."

"Some one won't love you just because you fuck them. You should know that by now."

"I learned it that day. I wanted to fuck Ryan then. I didn't know he wanted to start a family though. To be honest, I don't really like him." Riddick laughed when I said that.

"That's good to know."

"Why?" I asked.

He got serious again "So that when I ghost the fucking prick I won't feel so bad because he wasn't your boyfriend."

"Riddick… don't kill him. Please."

"Jack, don't."

"Leave him on some planet somewhere in the middle of nowhere."

"We're coming up to Ceryneian Hind."

"Alright, I'll tell everyone to buckle up. Where is he?"
"He's fine." He told me.

"Is he safe?"

"I told you he was fine didn't I?" I knew I was testing his patience. I noticed that he didn't say he was safe… but that could mean anything. Like safe from Riddick.

I was pissed off at Ryan, sure. I wanted to kill him, but that doesn't mean that I should. I got back into society at New Mecca. I tried to fit in, that meant not terrorizing people or killing anyone. I felt my animal slowly coming back, being around Riddick made her come back. She growled more, purred more… she wanted a fight. She wanted blood on her hands. I guess that since that animal's also me… I want to kill. I want to feel the warmth of the blood between my fingers as I slice through the Sweet Spot… Riddick's spot.

"Hey guys, let's go buckle up. We're about to land." I told Imam, Lajjun and Ziza. I followed everyone up to their seats. I walked past when everyone sat down. Lajjun squeezed my hand and smiled at me when I passed, I smiled back.

"Almost there?" I asked him. He nodded, not that big of a talker. I didn't need to ask that question but I like to play around with him.

I had always dreamed of coming here to the galaxy of Cerberus. It was beautiful, sparkling with all of the planets and stars. Cerberus has three main stars. That control the planets and the moons, even the other stars revolve around those three main stars in it's gravity. The smaller stars are sp small that it's gravity is too weak to overcome the larger stars.
It is rumored that once you go farther than the Cerberus galaxy, you are in grave danger. I don't believe in that shit though. Cerberus, in mythological history, was supposed to guard something in history. I forgot. All I know is that it has a lot of heads… I can't remember how many. Mythology wasn't my strong suit in history. I preferred stuff like the history of bad people and the history of old ship crashes and planet civilizations.
The galaxy Cerberus seems brighter than most of the other galaxies around it. It's more glowing, more sparkling… more alive. That's what it seems like. The planet that we are going to is called Ceryneian Hind. Riddick hasn't told me much about it. When I ask him why he goes there and what's there he simply says that he has business there, nothing for a little girl to know. I always got pissy when he called me a little girl- that's why he said it, to get me off of his back.
In my history books it is said that Ceryneian Hind has many nicknames. Some are Stag, Doe and Deer, the other's I forgot. Ceryneian Hind, I read, is home to one of the oldest races of human kind. And that's what people have yet to figure out. They aren't a form of human that we know. Their knowledge is far more greater than other race's will ever know. Their buildings, their tools… everything is far more advanced than any other race. And no one has been able to figure out why that is. They haven't changed tools in hundreds of years, they haven't advanced at all. It's as if they can't advance or that they're afraid too.
Ceryneian Hind is a glowing planet with light bulbs that don't dim, brighten, go out, break, or hurt anyone or anything. The light bulb changes when you need darker or brighter light. It changes only to that specific person too. That's the one example that my text book gave me.

As we grew closer to the planet, I could see the planet, its glowing white surface so beautiful.

"Child, do not play up there." Imam said to Ziza. I turned my head from the planet that I was staring at as I thought, mesmerized in the greatness of it. Ziza was coming closer to the control panel and Riddick had his eye on her, Imam saw this.

"Ziza… come look at this." I picked her up and I put her in my lap. "You see that glowing planet right there? The one with all the white lights?"

"Yeah."

"Ziza…" Lajjun warned her, wanting her to speak proper English.

"I mean, yes." Ziza corrected, remembering her manners and the proper way to speak English.

"That planet is called Ceryneian Hind. It's technology is far more advanced than anybody else has ever seen."

"But we haven't seen all of the people in the universe." Ziza informed me.

"Yes, we haven't. But we are trying to. Scientists from astrology stations have sent probes, and space ships out there to search."

"Time to buckle up, kid." Riddick spoke as he flipped a few switches. We were close to the planet now. I put Ziza down and she went to her father, who buckled her in safe and sound. I buckled up and checked the instruments.

"This is an old ship."

"And?"

"Maybe it's time for us to get a new one… after we drop them off."

"We're not leaving them here." Riddick informed me.

"Why not? It seems like a suitable planet."

"We're taking them someplace where nobody can hurt them."

"I'm not… I won't." I stammered, unable to get the words out.

"Relax Jack, we're not going to." I breathed a sigh of relief as those words escaped from his mouth.

The ship began to enter the atmosphere of the planet as if it had its own brain and knew exactly where to go. The ship was level, it didn't shake, it didn't move out of the ordinary at all. It was like we were still in space.

"This is the Prophecy, request landing please." Riddick spoke after he pressed the intercom button. Everyone was deathly silent, no one even moved except for Riddick and me.

The Flight operator came onto the speaker and granted the Prophecy permission to land. She rattled off where to land, and told us where to go after landing. Riddick thanked the woman. The only sign that we had actually landed was the sudden loudness of the hanger around us.

"Prophecy?" I asked. Riddick smiled and shrugged.

"I said the same thing when I got the ship." I unbuckled my seat belt, and turned around. Imam, Lajjun and Ryan were all quiet. I didn't know where Ryan came from and I didn't much care. Ziza was trying to unbuckle her seat belt. I bent down and undid it for her.

"Can we go somewhere and explore?" Ziza begged of me. Lajjun snapped out of it then.

"Oh Ziza, I'm sure that Mr. Riddick and Jack have places to visit. It's best if we stay here." Lajjun had the best intentions for her four year old daughter, but I had other plans for her.

"Lajjun, I thought that it would be nice to have some time with Ziza. I could take Ziza around with me and I'm sure Ryan can go off on his own for a little while. It'll give you and Imam some time to talk. What do you think?"

"Jack," Imam said to me. "You have grown into a fine young woman. I am proud of you, Child. And I trust you with my life, as well as my family's. I think that it is a good idea." I smiled, and I felt the eyes of Riddick on me.

"Let's go then." I grabbed Ziza's hand; her smile was so wide and bright that it made me smile. I started walking down the hall, not daring to look at Ryan. I heard the sounds of buckles being unbuckled behind me, and I could hear the light steps of Riddick's boots that were soon drowned out because of the other three walking.

"Where are we going to go?" Ziza asked me, looking up at my face, her brown eyes curious.

"Not far." Riddick told me. Ziza looked hurt at that.

"Why not?" We both said at the same time.

"Because I said so."

"You really don't know me that well do you?" It wasn't a question.

"Jack this isn't the time for your rebellious, I-don't-take-orders-from-nobody attitude."

"Too bad, it doesn't leave me unless I or someone that I care about is in danger." I made a fist and hit the button that opened the door with the side of it. The swoosh soon came and Riddick, Ziza, Ryan and me all walked out. The door closed after us.

"We're leaving in four hours. If you're not back then you're staying." Riddick looked at me when he said that.

"Money?" I asked. Riddick gave me a bored look. "The kid has to eat. And I'm kinda hungry too." He reached into his pocket and handed me a little bit of money.

"Here you go, Jacqueline Sosa. Remember that Elizabeth Sosa here is your daughter. You're currently 24 years old. Go make yourself look older with this-" he gave me some more money. "- and don't forget about the four hour rule."

"Relax; you wouldn't dare leave without me."

"No, but I would leave without him." he pointed at Ryan. "Tell him the rules. Don't forget to check in and out of the terminal." Riddick disappeared, his black muscle shirt and cargo pants disappearing into a door.

"Whose Jacqueline Sosa and Elizabeth Sosa?" Ziza asked me. I bent down to her level.

"We're going to play a game. My name is Jacqueline Sosa. But you're going to call me mom or mommy. Okay? And you're name is going to be Elizabeth Sosa." Ziza smiled.

"I like that game!" I smiled back at her.

"Me too." I stood up, Ziza's hand still in my own. I turned to face Ryan. "If you even say Riddick's name, Imam's name, Lajjun's name, my name, and more importantly Ziza's name… I'm going to personally rip your larynx out of your body. You can use your own name, but make sure you're back within four hours if you wanna get off this planet." I turned, taking large strides away from Ryan. Ziza was struggling to keep up so when I got inside the terminal I slowed down.

"Name please." One of the airport bimbo's said. They always have the perfect hair, the biggest boobs, the skinniest bodies, and the nicest voice. They also have the best pussey, or so I hear.

"I'm Jacqueline Sosa, this is my daughter Elizabeth. We just came off the Prophecy."

"You must be John Sosa's wife." I opened my mouth to protest, but before I could she continued on. "He said that you would be following him. He wanted me to remind you to be back here in four hours. Please sign your name here." She pointed to a line. "And her name too."

I did as she said, finishing up just as Ryan came up behind me.

"And you must be Ryan Sosa… Jacqueline's brother." The woman smiled. Ryan didn't answer, but he put down his name. We walked off together. Ryan seemed surprised that I would, I only did it for the bimbo's sake. God, how can Riddick fuck those people?

"Remember the rules." I said to Ryan. I turned left towards the girl's bathroom. Ryan caught my arm. I turned and glared at him.

"I need to talk to you." Ryan said.

"Why should I?" I whispered at him.

"Because I need to explain myself."

"I have to go to the bathroom." I said to him.

Riddick's Point

Of View

I walked through the terminal door, trying hard not to look back at Jack and her little boy toy. Well, not anymore. The talk that we had made sure that he would keep his distance, he would stay away from her. I made it completely clear that Jack is my girl not his. She would always be my girl. All those little boys who all they think about is sticking their small ass pecker into something hot and luscious. Too bad he won't be sticking his in Jack's- nobody will ever touch her, they'll have to go through me first. A whole hell of a lot of me.

I walked through the door and came to the little piece of blond that was working as a sign in.

"Hi," she said, biting her lower lip. "Welcome to Ceryneian Hind Terminal." I looked at her as if I was bored. "Please sign in here." She pointed to the sign in sheet that was in front of her, facing me."

"My ship is named Prophecy, I have other passengers coming off and two that are staying in. My wife, Jacqueline, her brother- Ryan, and our daughter- Ziza will be the three that will be coming off. My wife's parents are staying on the ship." If it were up to me, I wouldn't have said anything at all. But this planet likes to keep everything in order and I don't really feel like being questioned later on along the line by a bunch of guys with sticks up their asses.

"Thank-you, Sir. I'll put that in our directory. Just sign your name please." I nodded, picked up the pen and signed 'John Sosa' in a clear and concise handwriting.

"Have a good visit." She said in her cheery voice. Her blond hair was perfectly straight and it was recently dyed. I could smell the bleach. Her curves were well defined, and her outfit was tight- blue with white trim.

"Thank you, I will." I said. I started walking through the terminal, towards the one place that I had come here for.

Those blond girls aren't too smart. They have the body, the hair, and the voice. The one thing that they don't have is a brain. And like they say about how pussy doesn't have a face… well pussy doesn't have a brain.

The people instinctively gave me my own space, afraid of me, afraid of what I am. They don't know what or who I am; they just think I'm another face in the crowd. Most of the time, they don't even know that they are moving away.

I walked through the doors, the lights around me turned off- just like I wanted them too. I took off my goggles, putting them in one of my pockets. The buildings were big and they were advanced, their structure was made out of something not known to another race.

They won't let their secrets known to those that they don't trust, those that would sell their secrets to other people and planets, and those who would use that information to build their own house on another planet.

This planet- Ceryneian Hind- has a long history of people who betrayed them, and of people who they went to war with who were allies with a lot of other planets and people. Many of whom were untrustworthy and who would do anything to get a hold of the weapons and the technology and the architectural secrets.

I walked through the streets, towards the pier that was a half hour away. In that pier there would people that I could trust to tell me what was going on.

A half hour later I was opening the trapdoor that led down towards the room under the water. There was a ladder, surrounded by clear glass. The ladder led down to a room that was also surrounded by the same clear glass. Miles below the sea, that's where the ladder went, that's where that room was, and that's where I'd soon be.

I climbed down, taking only a few minutes to go down that length of ladder- another secret of the people of Ceryneian Hind. If it were an enemy, they would never reach the end of the ladder and into that room, but if they were a friend, they'd get there in a matter of minutes.

"Riddick… welcome." The voice of a long friend said to me before I even turned around.

"Hello Rorick." I said to him.

Jack's Point

Of View

I walked into the bathroom with Ziza. I opened a stall door and pushed Ziza in.

"Do you have to go to the bathroom?" I asked her. She nodded her head. "Okay, I'll go first, then I'll wait outside so that you can go." She nodded and turned around to give me some privacy. Not that I needed it, I'm not shy.

We both used the bathroom and washed our hands.

"Is that your daughter?" A plump woman asked me. She had a funny accent.

"Yes, ma'am." I said politely.

"Motherhood is so beautiful, isn't it?" The woman asked me.

"Yes, it's wonderful." I said absently, not really paying attention her.

"Although, you're quite young, aren't you?" she asked me.

"Yes, I guess I am."

"She's 24." My 'daughter' said before I could tell her myself. The stranger looked at Ziza.

"How old are you?" She asked her.

"4." Ziza answered.

"We should get going, honey. You're father is probably wondering when we're gonna meet up with him."

"Sorry. I shouldn't have kept you like that. I should be going too." The woman said. I looked at her wearily and then grabbed Ziza's hand protectively, unsure of the woman. Like I said, I don't like people that much, and when they start asking questions, it really starts to piss me off.

I ushered her out of the bathroom, Ziza not understanding why we were leaving. She doesn't understand what could happen to her. Unfortunately, Ryan was still waiting for us outside of the bathroom door.

"Ryan, please… not now." I said.

"Is this your husband?" The woman who was talking to me earlier had asked.

"No, this is my brother." I responded.

"Let's go, Jacqueline." Ryan pushed me on. He looked annoyed that the woman was interrupting our conversation. I nodded and I walked off, Ziza's hand in mine. We walked out of the terminal into the streets.

"Hey Elizabeth, I have a surprise for you." I said. She looked up at me expectantly. "I want you to think about darkness right now, I want you to wish that darkness would come."

"It turned dark!" she exclaimed a few seconds later. I laughed.

"Yeah, you can change the lighting to whatever you want with just a thought."

"Cool!" She said to me.

"Yeah. Let's get going we need to go find some place to get some grub." I said.

"What's grub?" Ziza asked me.

"It's food." Ryan told her. I looked behind me to see if the woman was following me. She wasn't.

"Ryan, please leave me alone." I tried to tell him nicely.

"No." He shook his head. I walked down the street, trying to avoid his sorry ass. "You can walk away all you want, but the bottom line is that I'll follow you. Isabella, I'll follow you to the ends of the earth."

"Fuck off, Ryan. I don't want you here; I don't want to do this with people watching. Just leave me alone." I told him as quietly as I could.

"Fine, but I won't leave you alone for very long." He told me. I walked away. I heard his steps behind me slow down and then they disappeared a little while later.

"Where do you wanna go?" I asked Ziza.

"I don't know. Some place where we can eat. I'm hungry as hell."

"Elizabeth! Don't you ever say that word again!" I told her.

"Why not? I hear you guys always saying it." Ziza argued.

"Because it's not lady-like. It's disrespectful and it doesn't sound proper. Now, don't curse. It's horrible, and Allah frowns upon it." I explained to her, trying to convince her that cursing isn't a good thing. Lajjun would kill me if she ever heard those words come out of her mouth.

"Oh, okay. I won't say bad words anymore."

"Good girl." I said. Something caught the corner of my eye. I turned around and found that it was the woman from the bathroom, the one with the weird accent.

"Come on, let's get going." I said. She nodded and we picked up the pace a little. We walked down street after street, with the strange woman following.

Riddick's Point

Of View

"It's been a while." Rorick said. His body was the same as I remembered it. His white hair is the same cut, the same length, and it isn't thinner or thicker. His skin is pale from the lack of light that he's had. His body's as old as an average 50 year old. One thing that's different though, was his mind and soul.

"I didn't come to catch up." I told him.

"I know. Aereon told me." Rorick watched me carefully with his black, scrutinizing eyes.

"Hello, Riddick." The woman that had spoken to me while I was on the ship said. I turned around and came face to face with the woman.

"What the fuck is going on?" I asked.

"Aereon has been with me since I first… well, you know what happened. She was the one who helped me with discovering it, to fulfill my destiny. Now, you have your own destiny."

"You're not doing to me what you did." I clarified for the two of them. I didn't know what they were thinking, what they were plotting.

"Relax, Riddick." Aereon said. "You won't need to. You will be able to fulfill your destiny without needing to stop your aging. You'll be able to do what you were born to do."

"I wasn't born to do anything." I said to the two of them.

"Yes, you were." Aereon said.

"I suggest that you shut the fuck up." I told her.

"Exactly, Riddick. You have anger and furry inside of you."

"Rorick, what the hell is this woman talking about?" I asked, pointing to the old woman dressed in white.

"She's talking about you stopping all of the Necromongers from killing every race in the universe. She's talking about killing the Lord Marshall." Rorick clarified.

"You did what I told you to, going to Helium Prime, saving the last of those from Helium Prime. You saved Jack- the one that-" Aereon was cut off by Rorick.

"Aereon… let's not tell him that."

"You're right; I'm getting ahead of myself. He'll know what I was talking about soon enough. If he does what we tell him to do." Rorick smiled at Aereon warmly.

"Riddick you're going tostop the Necromongers by killing the Lord Marshal. However, by doing so you'll get a great curse. You will have a decision to make, a decision that Jack will help you make." Aereon continued her future story telling. I opened my mouth to say something but she put her hand up. Normally, I would've broken someone's hand- whether it was a woman or a man or a child. Nobody tells me what to do… ever. But something about this woman- or maybe it was what she was talking about- made me shut the fuck up and listen.

"Do you understand what I'm telling you?" Aereon asked me.

"You're telling me that I'm going to kill the lord Marshall, defeat the Necromongers and get a curse that will make me want to do something so horrible, and that Jack will have to stop me." I clarified sarcastically.

"Riddick!" Rorick practically yelled. "Would you pay attention? This is real!"

"You expect me to believe that shit? That she can predict the future and tell me what I'm going to do and what Jack's going to do?"

"It wasn't me who saw into the future, Riddick." Aereon clarified very seriously.

"It was me." Rorick told me. I was shocked. "Just listen to me, listen to what we're telling you. Try to think about what has happened, what she said was right. She told you not to go to that planet. Look at what happened to it. That was me who saw that it would be destroyed. I knew what would happen. Now that you saved Jack, you have a better chance at saving the universe. Since you saved Imam and Lajjun and their daughter, the Helium Prime race will continue."

"Fine. I'll listen." I said. Rorick went on to tell me what I needed to do; he described what the inside of the ships that I would be in looked like. He didn't tell me exactly what I had to do- I didn't understand why and I didn't ask.

"Do you understand?" Aereon asked me. I nodded. "Good. When I tell you to do something- you had better do it. Forget about your pride or your judgment." I didn't respond to that. I would to what my gut told me to do, what I felt was right.

Jack's Point

Of View

"Another order of fries." I said. Ziza and I both love the fries at the outdoor restaurant we were sitting at. They tasted so good. The waitress nodded. I looked at Ziza who was sucking on a strawberry shake. I wanted to go shopping after this, maybe picking up a new outfit or something. I felt the strange woman's gaze on me.

"Do you like that?" the woman's voice asked Ziza. Ziza looked up at the rotund woman and nodded. The woman sat down at the table, without being invited. Who the hell was she, and who the fuck invited her to sit down?

"What the fuck are you doing?" I asked the woman. She didn't flinch, or look taken aback from my outburst. Actually, she smiled.

"I'm sitting."

"Why are you following me and my daughter?" I asked her.

"Oh Jack, you know that Elizabeth here isn't your daughter, if that's her name."

"I don't know what you're talking about. My name is Isabella Sosa." I argued with her. At least she thought that Elizabeth was Ziza's real name.

"You know exactly what I'm talking about. You're traveling with Richard B. Riddick. You're 17 years old and you just came from Helium Prime." How did she know about that? She said it like she was proving something to me.

"I think you have the wrong person." I stood up, pushing back the chair that I was sitting in. I leaned over and picked up Ziza from the chair that she too was sitting in. She was on my hip, gripping my shirt, my arms around her, about five feet away from the table when she spoke again.

"You were on the Hunter Gratzner." Those six words made me stop in my tracks. "Come back and talk with me." I turned around, walked back to the table and leaned close so that she was the only one that could hear me.

"Not here." She nodded, stood up and walked away, me in tow.

An hour later, with only an hour and a half left before I had to start back towards the ship, I was sitting at the end of an empty pear with Ziza and the woman.

"She doesn't need to hear this." I said to her, instantly putting Ziza down.

"It's nothing bad. It'll be good for her to hear the truth."

"Go play, but stay in my sight. Don't talk to anyone, and scream if anything happens." I instructed her, she nodded.

"Okay, mommy." She said to me. I smiled and let her go, watching her as she went a few yards away, and sat Indian style by the side of the pier, looking into the water.

"What the fuck do you wanna talk to me about?" I asked, watching Ziza out of the corner of my eye.

"You aren't who you think you are." The woman told me.

"I know exactly who I am." I shot back, not believing what she was talking about.

"About thirty years ago a boy was born. Actually, it'll be thirty years ago three days from now." The woman continued. "This boy was born from a race called the Furians. Hence, they're full of fury, anger, and the need for violence."

"What does this have to do with me?" I asked. I looked over at Ziza. She was looking intently into the water; it looked like she was looking at something.

"This has everything to do with you- because you are one. I know that you want to go away, away from all of the people and all of the loudness. But you must hear this." She looked at me hopefully and I nodded at her, giving her a break. "Thank you," she smiled. "Anyway, this boy was born without his father; nobody in Furia has ever been born without a father before. But this boy's father did die, and from a murderer, someone who ripped out his intestines, wrapping them around his body, stretching them to the extreme, just before they tore. He died a half an hour later, in excruciating pain, alone, in his ship at the docking bay.

"The boy was born, and the mother had just enough time to hold her new born baby son and name him before she was met her own death. She held him close, murmuring his name 'Richard Badd Riddick. My little Riddick.' She died a few seconds later, clutching her son to her.

"The doctors took the boy from her arms. Furians are taught how to hold in their furry and anger. They're able to control their fury and direct it to something constructive instead of directing it towards something destructive."

I looked over at Ziza; she was still looking into the water. I checked my watch and realized that I had been here for a half an hour.

"He wasn't taught how to control his anger. He was given to a family that didn't care about him. At a young age, he started killing babies, then when he knew enough about flying, he stole a ship and started murdering others on different planets. He lived where he could. He got caught a couple times, going to Butcher Bay among other prisons. Some double max and others triple max. He's a legend today. He saved a group of people, said to be dead. But the Mercs that came after him know better. Now other people know that he's alive."

"Riddick." I said that one word.

"Isabella, honey, there you are. I've been wondering where you were. Why the fuck are you over here?" Riddick asked me. He had 'our daughter' in his arms.

"Riddick." The woman said. She smiled at him. He looked at me.

"It's okay. She knows who you are… apparently she knows a lot about you… like your whole entire life." I told him. He looked at the stranger. And she looked back at him, a smile formed on her face as recognition seemed to form on his.

"You seem to remember who I am." The woman said to him.

"I recognize your face, but I can't place your name."

"I'm Myra Jennings- the nurse at your birth." She told him. His eyes widened in surprise

They talked about the Furian race, and about the stories of the Necromongers wanting to kill every Furian that ever lived. When he asked 'why?' she responded by saying: 'because there is one Furian who can kill the Lord Marshall. That Furian, Riddick, is you."

End Chapter

I hope that you enjoyed the city, this chapter revealed a lot about Riddick's past and about his destiny… it also revealed some stuff about Jack. I think that the strange woman was predicted that something would happen- I don't think it was what you had expected.

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