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Digimon

GODFALL

By. Sonfaro

Chapter 4

She looks just like my girlfriend.

Which is making me nervous; to tell you the truth.

A warm breeze crosses over the desert, the sands shifting around our feet. None of us are moving: each one of us gazing at the other in shock trying to collect ourselves. For her part the girl is silent; still standing stiff from the discovery and looking none too pleased about it; though the expression appears to be melting some. Her hair – almost orange in this light – dances across the fabric of her robe while her curious hazelnut eyes burn through Tai's skull.

Tai nervously stares back, shooting concerned glances between me and the girl in rapid succession. He's just as flummoxed as I am, I guess. Garurumon and Greymon stay their ground, both Digimon curiously looking on. As for me, there's a sinking feeling in my gut that something terrible is going to happen. There's no denying the feeling either: my bloodstream has run cold.

Before any of us knows what to do the girl reaches out with both hands and pokes Tai in the cheeks. Then the forehead. Then the chin. Her hands move quickly across my friends face. Tai doesn't move: either from shock or annoyance, I can't tell. Eventually however the girl-who-looks-like-my-girl finishes her finger powered poking assault and sets her arms at her side. Her head twists back and forth between Tai and me, the confusion never leaving her face. "A-are you… human?"

Tai blinks. "Eh?"

He looks to me, like I'm supposed to know how to respond to that kind of question. I shrug helplessly. Tai shoots me a look of annoyance before reaching for the back of his head. "Uh…Yeah?"

Before we know what happened she's thrown her arms around him and squeezes, hard. Her face is a wash of tears and joy. "Humans! Thank God! You're the first I've seen since I woke up!"

Steam, literally, pours from Tai's collar.

The girl, who only moments before ran from us and only seriously questioned who we were when cornered, skips happily around Tai, mouth running a mile a minute about how happy she is to see another human being. Tai's face is in a bewildering state of confusion; his mouth a half-smile, half-gasp expression that leaves him looking a mess. He's blushing like crazy.

Greymon grunts to me, clearly not impressed. "Why does Tai look like he's broken?"

I don't answer him. I have an idea. I don't like it.

"W-wah… Eh… G-glad to see you're alright…" Tai finally sputters.

"Do you know where we are?" She catches hold of the end of his shirt and grips for dear life, extremely familiar with Tai after only a few short minutes.

He blinks, his face a slight shade of crimson. "Y-you don't?"

"Nn… Not really. I know this isn't my world but I don't know where…"

"This is the Digiworld," I answer for her, folding my arms across my chest. "Specifically the continent of Server."

"Server!" She clasps her hands together, eyes wide in joyous surprise. "That's right! That's the name! I remember it! Before they attacked me I was trying to figure out where I'd landed."

I blink, curious. "Landed?"

She nods emphatically, clasping her hands together. "That's the only way I can describe it. I remember a falling sensation and then I remember looking up at the sky. Before I had a chance to figure it out they attacked me."

Tai raises an eyebrow. "They? Oh, you mean those killer robots."

I blink. "So you know about Digimon then?"

She nods again, her face giving off a curious expression. "Yes! Well… a little. I know those ones are bad news. They've been hunting me for days."

Garurumon blinks. "Days? You've been out here for days?"

She nods, sadly this time. "They haven't given me much chance to rest."

"What are those things anyway?" Greymon rumbles.

"I don't know," the girl says, pulling a strand of ginger hair away from her eye. "I started calling them all Gizmon after a while."

"Gizmon?"

"The Gizmo Monster." She smiles proudly at her accomplishment. Tai smiles with her. I roll my eyes.

"Whatever they are, they're dangerous," Garurumon huffs.

"Meh." Greymon yawns. "Nothing the Digidestined can't handle."

She blinks, taking a shocked step backwards. Tai raises an eyebrow. "Nn? What is it?"

"You're… Digidestined?"

Tai grins. "Oh? You know us?"

She nods feverously. "I think so… I know of you anyway."

"How?" I frown. "Are you a Tamer?"

"Hnn?"

"Where's your partner?"

She blinks. "Partner…"

"Just how many days have you been here?"

"I… Um…"

I feel a hand on my shoulder before I can continue. Tai is giving me a sympathetic look. "Ease up Matt. Poor thing's had a rough ordeal."

My frown grows deeper. "I'm just asking her a few questions-"

"You're border line interrogating her. She's the victim here." Tai reminds me. I sigh. He's probably right.

"Sorry," I back off, and Tai nods in satisfaction.

"I'm Taichi Kamiya, and this is Yamato Ishida."

"But our friends call us Tai and Matt, respectively," I nod.

Her eyes widen, as if remembering some half dead name in the back of her mind. "You're…"

"Digidestined. That's right."

"Well, two of them." Tai grins.

"This is Garurumon." I point to my wolf.

"Nice to meet ya." He rumbles respectfully.

Tai shoots a thumb towards his dragon. "That's my partner Greymon."

Greymon snorts smoke. "Hmn…"

Tai shoots a glare at his partner for being rude, and Greymon just shrugs. I clear my throat. "I'll start from the beginning. Are you a tamer?"

She nods once, brushing her wind tossed hair away from her eyes. "I think so. I'm not sure what happened, but I remember having a partner."

"So you are a Tamer," I remark. "Do you remember where your partner is?"

"I'm not sure where." She shakes her head in frustration. "All I know is they have her."

"They?"

"The Gizmon. I… I don't remember much. But I remember they got her. They're holding her prisoner somewhere. In a crypt or something; I… I'm not sure."

My eyes furrow. "I thought you fell here."

"That's the first thing I know I remember. Waking up in the middle of the desert. Everything else is… Harder."

Something about the way she says that worries me. I continue cautiously. "Maybe you were with the research team?"

"Maybe. My memory is vague. I remember there were a lot of us."

"Part of the armed Tamer guard?" I muse openly.

Tai shrugs. "It's the only thing that fits right now."

I sigh. The problem is that it isn't a tight fit. She's being too vague – for what reasons, I don't know. I decide to get more personal. "Where are you from?"

She frowns in thought. Then suddenly, her face brightens like a light bulb. "Have you heard of the city of Odaiba," she finally asks us.

I frown. "Sorta…"

"That area," sheanswers. Her face then contorts again, as if suddenly second guessing the question. "I think."

My frown deepens. "There is n-"

Tai cuts me off before I can finish, a surprised smile on his face. "Really? So are we!"

I frown. His excitement is nauseating. "What do you mean 'you think'? You keep saying that."

"I… Things are spinning in my head. It's like I'm dreaming but I can't wake up. I remember… but I don't."

"That sucks." Says Tai. And I nod in agreement.

The girl is shivering, despite the heat, and I know there is a deeper inner struggle going on that she's been able to push aside before reestablishing human contact. I clear my throat, preparing to ask one more question of our new ally. I think I know the answer already, but still… I have to ask. "What's your name?"

Her pretty brown eyes are sparkling through coming tears. "I… I don't know."

Saying out loud must have triggered something inside of her, for her body begins to shake in the heat. I frown sympathetically. "You don't know?"

She shakes her head again, trying to hold it together. I'm not sure it's working. "I… I woke up one day in the desert and I didn't know who I was… I don't know."

Tai and I share a look. There are a lot of possibilities for why a 'Tamer' would lose her memories. None of them are all that great. It could be that she was defeated by an enemy Digimon with memory wipe capabilities. Izzy's dealt with monsters like that before. It could be she's suffering from some kind of hardware malfunction: likely blunt trauma to the skull just before her descent to the Digital plane. Or it could be she's a bold faced liar.

I glance at her: this nameless girl form the desert. At least she looks honest. Among other things. I clear my throat again. "Can you… explain what you're remembering?"

She fidgets in the sand, the wind kicking up dust around her. "My memories are in and out. Sometimes I'll… I'll remember something about me that's real. And then I'll think I remember something but its half imaginary. Like… I'm dreaming everything." She frowns, bringing a hand to her head to massage the oncoming headache. "I'm not even sure any of this is real."

"Technically it's not real. It's all Digital." Greymon scoffs. A look from Tai and myself shuts him up. "But, eh, I get it. Sorry."

"We're real," I tell her. "We're not sure where you came from but we're definitely real. You don't have to worry about that."

"Thanks," she says. But she doesn't sound too convinced.

"So what should we call you?"

She shifts her focus to Tai, who faces her with a warm smile. "Um… I don't know. I… I don't even know what to call myself."

"I know that," he says. "But calling you 'hey girly' or 'sweetheart' or 'cutie' would get old fast wouldn't it? We'll have to name you something eventually." He puts a hand to his chin in thought. "Let's see…"

I raise my hand to shield my face from the wind. "Maybe we should do this at another time?"

"How 'bout Ginger?" He exclaims while ignoring me. "You know, for your hair."

She blinks and tugs at her auburn hair, pondering. "Ginger," she frowns. It doesn't sound promising.

"I'm not sure we should be doing this right now." I weather. "Besides, she doesn't even look like a Ginger."

Tai makes a face at me. "Oh? You know all about names do you?"

I shrug. "I'm just saying Ginger is too European for her. She'd need something prettier."

"Prettier, neh?" Tai grins at me, and I can't help but blush in anger.

"I mean… ah, what's the use." I sigh and turn to the girl. "Don't mind him. Tai can be a little-"

"How about Lora!"

I flinch and whirl in his direction. "What!"

He's grinning. "That's close, huh?"

"Tai…"

"What about Nora?"

"Nn…"

"Angora?"

"Knock it off!" I fume, and Tai laughs. I know he's teasing but I'm not sure this is the time to be joking around.

"The girl frowns. "What's going on?"

We glare at each other briefly - me with a frown, Tai with a grin – before Tai responds to her. "Nn… Nothing. I'm teasing. It's just you remind us an awful lot of a friend of ours…"

Her eyes shoot wide. She grabs a handful of his jacket and tugs at him, her voice raspy and desperate. "A friend! Could I be her? Maybe you know me Tai? Matt!"

His hands are up in a moment and his face is apologetic. "Hold on, hold on! Take it easy."

I shoot Tai a worried look and he sighs. I nod. "You're not her," I tell her simply. "I left her in the Real World an hour few hours ago. We don't know who you are."

She blinks, her fingers slowly letting go of Tai. "The real world…"

Everything get's quiet for a moment, with only the rustling wind to provide the soundtrack for this moment. She glares at us, frustrated, before he eyes fall to the ground in defeat. Her arms drop to her side, her moment of hope dashed before it even had a chance to blossom. I sigh. "Listen, we-"

"What's her name?"

I flinch. "Eh… Sora."

"So-rah…"

The look on her face… It's like she's measuring every syllable, trying to remember each line of kanji to spell out the name of the sky.

"Isn't that a boys name?"

I feel like crashing to the floor. She looks at me in a disaffected sort of gaze. "It's generic," I attempt to defend the absent Sora. Unfortunately I can't help the blush rushing to my face, and I can only imagine the look my girlfriend would have given her (after the look of startled confusion of seeing herself in 'flesh' of course).

Tai however, is laughing his head off. "I told her that once," he says between giggles. "When we were little. She punched me in the stomach and wouldn't speak to me for a week."

"Serves you right." Garurumon snorts.

The girl's eyes turn on Tai, oddly heated, and he stops laughing. The silence descends again, before the girl turns her pretty brown eyes skywards. As if somewhere up there lay the key to solving the mysteries of her life. "So I'm not Sora."

"Nn… No."

"I don't have anything."

Silence again, only it's colder than before. Her fists are clenched tightly beneath the sleeves of the robe, the wind kicking up dust at her feet as she struggles within herself. It appears that she truly doesn't remember a thing about her past, which is a harrowing feeling I hope to never experience.

Tai attempts to bring back the levity. "So… How about… Red? That's better than Ginger, right?

She wraps her arms around herself. "I don't want to play this game anymore."

"Mnn?"

"You two…" She glares at us, tears forming at the edge of her pretty brown eyes. "You know so much about this world right? You're Digidestined… right? You have to know who I am! Tamers don't become Tamers without your help. Just… just tell me who I am! If you know, please…"

And she breaks. Then and there. She collapses to the sand in a heap of tears, uselessly fighting back sobs against the desert sand. "I don't remember. I don't remember my own name!" She brings her hands to the side of her face. "I… I don't…"

"Ah crap," Greymon grumbles nervously. "She turned on the waterworks…"

Tai shushes his partner. I sigh. "It's alright."

"It's not alright! I… I had a life before. I had friends. I… Oh gods I had a family somewhere! I had a partner. A purpose. And I failed them all. I… I can't even remember a single face. Not a single one till yours. I don't even have a name! I'm a… I'm a zero."

She repeats that. Zero: over and over again as if the word will sprout winds and take her away. When it doesn't, she can only put her head in her hands.

"…Rei!" Tai blurts out.

She blinks in shock, streams of water and salt still pouring down her face. "Hmn?"

"Go. Shii. San. Nii. Ichi. Rei."

"I don't…"

"You called yourself zero, huh? Zero is Rei. Hows that?"

"Eh?"

"It's a name... Until we find your real one."

I frown. "Don't you think that's a bit mean? Calling her a zero till you find her real name?"

"Wah! It's a girls name too…" Tai pouts in disappointment. "I thought it was cute."

"Cute!" I exclaim.

"Cute?" She blushes.

"Cute…" Glares Greymon

Garurumon ignores us all.

"Jerks." Tai makes a face before turning back to the girl. "If you don't like it I'll think of another one. But I think it's a good name for you for now! Please don't cry anymore."

Her face is awash with color, and we both understand what Tai is doing now. "A… a name?" She whispers as if it is the only thing she's ever wanted.

He nods, his grin growing wider. "Yeah! It would be cool too. My full name is Ta-i-chi. Second part of my name means one, see? Ichi. We can be zero and one together, yeah?"

Her blush widens. "Together?"

"Rei and Ta-i-chi." He nods again.

"Rei?"

"Mmm!"

I blink and turn to my side. The grin on Tai's face is the widest I've seen it in some time. I'm a little concerned. I turn back to the girl, whose own face is the image of puzzlement. But the panic and despair; it's all gone now, wiped away by the persistent grin of my best friend. Eventually, the girl smiles and nods at him with an accepting glance.

"Rei." She decides.

"As good a name as any." Greymon grumbles behind me. So he's picked up on it too…

Tai's face is flush with determination, the growing wind rustling his unkempt hair. He extends a hand to the seated girl, who looks up at him in wonder. "We'll find your real name Rei. And everything that goes with it. I promise you that."

Her face shifts from sadness to hope in a matter of seconds. Her hair is swirling in the wind, bright strands dancing in the sunlight. She's beautiful… She squeezes Tai's hands, a smile creeping back onto her cracked lips. "…Okay." She nods.

I go to say something, but a gust of wind suddenly threatens to blow me over. I brace myself, turning towards the winds direction. "The wind is picking up."

"A sandstorm is coming." Garurumon nods. "Big one."

Tai helps the girl back to her feet, and together we turn to face the wind. In the distance, we see dark clouds rising from the horizon, and a wave of sand headed towards us at unknown speeds. We've been caught in sandstorms before. It's never been a fun experience. Tai looks to the horizon, a bead of sweat falling to the ground. "It's still a ways off. How long do you think?"

I shrug, worried. "Not long. Maybe half an hour."

"We'll have to find shelter. Quick!"

The girl blinks, unconsciously shifting towards Tai. "There's a camp not far from here! I… Remember staying there… when I was running. There's a sturdy tent and some food."

Greymon blinks. "A camp?"

I make a face. "That's rather convenient. Where is it?"

"Just over that hill! Maybe a kilometer and a half? I can take you."

"Now there's a plan." Tai smiles at her.

I shift my focus from Tai to the girl. She stands nervously waiting for an answer. I turn back to the coming storm. The winds are picking up heavily now. I frown and squint as I see the coming clouds. We don't have a lot of choice. "Lead the way." I tell her.

We leave from the dunes a moment later, remembering to retrieve the briefcase with Izzy's monstrous telephone from the sands where we dropped it. We're making decent time against the wind at our backs, out running it by a few paces… for now. Tai and Greymon make up the rear, the dinosaurs long stride keeping time with us. We've left responsibility to holding the briefcase to him (he tried to argue about it, but Tai put his foot down and told him this was punishment for being rude. Greymon's been puffing smoke since). Garurumon gallops ahead, keen eyes pointed forwards in the direction we've been told. I hold tight to my partners' fur. And the girl holds tight to me.

She's not Sora. This girl's voice is harder than hers, rough from overuse and quite a bit lower. She's almost bone thin, borderline malnourished, but definitely fit enough that I can see her strength beneath the robe. Her hair is longer, coming up just below her shoulder blades and split at the ends – clearly not up to date with modern hair care. She has scars across her hands, little reminders of some not so pleasant thing she must have gone through before she got to the desert. She is not the same girl. She is not Sora.

But she looks so close.

They could be sisters, so familiar are their faces. It's kind of driving me nuts. I hazard a glance behind me, past the girl and up the image of Greymon. Tai Kamiya sits at the base of his partners' neck, idly grinning from ear to ear when he notices me. How is this not getting to him?

"Um…" The girls voice dilutes my thoughts. "Matt? Are you okay?"

I blink, and realize that the girl is looking at me. "Nn… I'm fine."

"Is something wrong?"

"Eh… No. It's alright."

I turn away and hope she doesn't notice how bad a liar I am. She doesn't say anything for awhile. I don't think she believes me. I sigh and hold tighter to Garurumon's fur. The wind is blowing harder; it's bad enough now that I can see whole rivers of sand shifting around me.

The girl leans her forehead into my back. "I'm sorry," she whispers. "I don't mean to be a burden."

I could barely hear her over the wind. But I heard her. "You're not…" I tell her. "You may actually help us in the long run. We're looking for a research team. Maybe this camp you found is theirs."

"But it was empty when I found it."

"If the camp is theirs, then there'll be clues to find them. Guaranteed."

"…But what if you're wrong?" She grips tighter to my shirt.

"Don't worry about it," comes a voice behind us over the wind. I look back to see Tai grinning at us. "We'll take care of everything Rei! Don't you sweat it!"

She turns him, her hands still around my waist. I don't see her face in this moment, but I know she's smiling. "Thank you."

I stay silent, my hips settled across the back of my partner as he gallops across the desert sands. I'm not sure what's going on between the two of them. But something is definitely going on. And for some reason I don't like it. In the past hour there's been nothing but shy looks, nigh-flirtation and unearned familiarity between the two of them, causing me to wonder why.

Does she love him?

No. It's too early for that... Way too early. But she definitely likes him. Far more than she likes me. Not that I'm jealous. I'm not. I'm in an incredibly solid monogamous relationship, and I'm happy with it. Sora's all I'll ever need. But that's just the thing isn't it?

She looks just like…

The wings on Garurumon's back suddenly stand at attention. I frown, leaning closer to my partner and trying to figure out why. "Garurumon?"

"Trouble," is all he says.

I don't have time to ask. Another formation of 'Gizmon' erupt from the sands around us, their laser fire coming close to hitting their mark. "Hold on!" I shout back at the girl. She leans into my back and hugs as tight as possible. I can hardly breathe.

"Here we go again," comes Greymon's loud roar.

"Nothing we haven't seen before!" Tai shouts above the wind. I know he's smiling.

"Tai," I turn. "We can't stop now. The storm…"

He looks behind him. The dark clouds are close now. He grits his teeth. "Aw man. C'mon Greymon."

"You mean ya want me to run without fighting back?"

"I don't like it either buddy, but we've got to get out of this storm before its bad!"

I hear Greymon grunt behind me. "Fine."

We keep moving as the buzzing robots keep firing. Their lasers strike Garurumon in the sides every now and again, but he grunts and rushes forward. Greymon has more trouble, stopping every so often to swat at these mechanical flies with the breifcase before getting an earful from Tai and grumbling back to speed to keep up. It's about a minute into the attack that I begin to notice: they're not trying to kill us. They're only trying to stop us; their aim is calculated to slow and disorient our partners, and their laser fire is nowhere near as deadly as it had been.

They're after the girl, I realize. They're after Rei.

"Over that hill," she shouts, and I'm in no position to question her.

The wind is so hard now it's picking up pellets. As we near the hill their fire becomes more concentrated and focused, as if they didn't want us crossing that hill. That's fine. They're just giving us more incentive to try.

"We're almost there!"

Garurumon grunts, taking two more bounding steps before leaping across the hill and through to the other side. I turn to keep an eye on our attackers. I'm left uneasy at what I find. Till that point the insects had been unrelenting in their pursuit.

And then they just stopped.

I look over my shoulder as Garurumon trots ahead. Greymon has just passed by them with Tai in tow. They don't even try to stop him. They hover in a straight line, their wires quivering against the harrowing winds. I squint, "what is going on?"

"I don't think we've got time to find out!" Garurumon shouts beneath me.

I glance to Tai, who nods. "We'll have to figure it out later. C'mon!"

I nod back and spur Garurumon onwards, with Greymon and Tai keeping time behind me. The Gizmon don't follow, their red eyes slowly disappearing with every meter Garurumon crosses. Until we no longer see them behind us.

"There," the girl points in front of me, frail fingers leading me onwards. "That's it!"

In the distance, we see the shape of a large encampment quickly approaching on the horizon. I frown and spurn Garurumon onwards; hoping to reach the site before there is another attack or the sands become so unbearable that I lose my mind. When we finally make it, I have to take a second to pull my jaw from the floor.

When she told us of a campsite, my thoughts imagined a few sparse tents with clear lookout posts and residue of a fire. What we've stumbled on instead is almost military in scope. There are several large tents, strategically placed in the hollow of a wind-worn mountainside. Huge crates with unknown contents are stacked high in several places, and there are four lookout posts situated at each corner of the encampment. Forget a campsite, these people set themselves up with a fort.

Not well enough it seems. The three of us slow our approach to the site and take a look around. The ground has all the markings of battle, scorched sand, torn fabric, and the smell of digital carbon. There was a fight here not long ago. And there was a definitive winner and loser. Whatever used to be here isn't here anymore.

I grip my Digivice. The winner could come back at any moment.

"Matt," cries the Digidestined of courage over the growing winds. "Look"

Tai points at a symbol, etched in English and Japanese Kanji, plastered on the side of nearly every tent. He's frowning.

MAGAMI Corp.

I sigh. "Well, at least we know they made it this far."

"Are they who you were looking for?" Rei asks with trepidation.

I nod. "Uh-huh. This is them."

She doesn't ask further, though she does cling tighter to my shirt.

We slow our approach, even as the wind becomes an uncomfortable pressure on our backs. Aside from the battle scars the site appears to be perfectly intact. As if everyone just dropped what they were doing and disappeared into thin air. There is something about this ghost-site that leaves me…chilled.

Tai scratches his head. "Anyone still here?"

Greymon shakes his crown, "I don't smell anyone else. Just us."

Garurumon frowns. "It looks deserted."

We fight against the wind and approach what appears to be the main tent: a large canopy the size of an elephant tent at the circus. The girl points it out to us first. "This is it," she says. "This is where I spent my first nights on the run."

"How long ago was that?" I ask while dismounting.

"Two… maybe three days ago?"

Tai frowns. "Has it always been this empty?"

She shrugs. "I didn't think about it at first. I was just glad for rest."

"It's a good thing you found this place," I console her as I help her off my partners back. "No telling what could have happened if you hadn't."

"Gee, way to be positive Matt," Tai quips while dismounting Greymon.

I go to say something, but the wind knocks my breath away. The sand is starting to hurt now, the grains flying like little bullets colliding with my skin. "Storms here!"

Tai turns back to our Digimon. "End of the line guys!"

"You got it!" Greymon shouts over the wind. Garurumon nods, and the two Champion level Digimon glow bright yellow as the excess data that formed them strips away in diamond shaped crystals. Soon Garurumon and Greymon are no more: Gabumon and Agumon have returned to us.

"Quickly! Everybody inside!" I hold the heavy flap of the military grade tent open and usher in my companions… and the girl.

Rei. We're calling her Rei.

At that moment she stands at the entrance way, the wind twisting her long red hair into beautiful streaks of orange and gold. Her eyes come up and meet mine, and suddenly I feel dizzy. I blink and shake my head, but it's not enough to keep my cheeks from sizzling. She frowns, suddenly wary of me. "W-what?"

"Nn…" I shake my head again. "It's n-nothing."

"Hurry up you two!" Tai shouts at the top of his lungs. "Do you want to be sand bait?"

He slips within, followed by Agumon and Gabumon respectively. The wind is nearly unbearable, grains of sand pounding into my skin. I turn to the girl. She looks just like her. But it isn't her. And she needs our help. I widen the flap and flash a nervous smile in an attempt to reassure her. I'm not sure it worked. She follows after, leaving me alone in the sand. I shield my eyes, watching the approaching darkness of the storm with apprehension. And then I step inside.

I've got a terrible feeling about this.

GODFALL

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