Chapter 7: Present and past

Fentonworks, Late morning

Danny was lying on his bed with his tablet in hand, going over the design plans of his personal project. Looking over the various components for any flaws or errors that could make it malfunction. Though he wasn't really focusing on that, he was focusing more on the fact that he figured out the Red Huntress' secret identity. And it wasn't even that hard to do, just connect the dots and you come to the only logical explanation. Valerie Gray was the Huntress.

Danny flopped his head and tablet down on the mattress. "Gah, what should I do now. I can't just hide the fact that I know who she is?" Danny asked himself.

He held the tablet up to his face again, closed the design plans and opened the Fenton database. "Red Huntress." He typed, calling up all known history on the huntress, which was not much to be honest.

"Just sightings, weapons used and any known details." Danny read. "Doesn't help at all." He said as he shut the database off and sat back up. "I should just tell her I know who she is. It'll be easier that way."

Danny got up from his bed, grabbed his tablet and made his way downstairs. He knew he would find his parents somewhere in the lab so he went that way. Jazz was in her room working on her doctorate so it would be best to leave her in peace. He went down the stairs leading to the lab to see both his parents leaning over a whole load of boxes.

"Huh, like Christmas morning." Danny said as he walked up to the crate stack and his parents.

"Oh, hi sweetie." Maddie greeted.

"Hey mom, what's all this stuff?" Danny asked.

"Just some more supplies dear. The communications equipment finally came in." Maddie said as she gave Danny the shipping manifest.

Danny looked over the list and found indeed more construction equipment, a lot of cables and wires, satellite dishes and other curious things. "Magnetic accelerator coils?" He asked.

"Oh, that's for the back yard son." Jack interjected from the other side of the pile.

"Back yard? Whatever, I don't want to know what you want to do with even more accelerator coils. I'll just see whatever you do with them. How're the rest of the vehicles doing anyway?" Danny asked.

"The hangar is finished and we're busy putting all the parts together." Maddie said. "Thought the jet is getting priority, it should be done in a few days."

"Good, seems like you both have your work cut out for you. I'll leave you to it." Danny said.

"Come on son, why not help your old man out for a change, it'll be fun. Some father-son bonding time over doing science." Jack beamed.

Danny smiled over his father's enthusiasm. "I'll have to decline for this one dad. Maybe next time." Danny said as he gave his mom the manifest back.

Jack pouted but nevertheless agreed. You didn't go in against a Fenton, and that meant any Fenton. "So what are you planning today son?" He asked.

"Well, I don't actually know?" Danny paused. "I think I might just go climb some buildings, explore Amity a bit more."

"Climb some buildings? Huh, as long as you don't fall down dear." Maddie said.

"Do I ever?" Danny joked, though he quickly lost his sly smile when Maddie gave him the look.

"Do you want that list chronologically or alphabetically?" Maddie asked.

"I retract my statement." Danny conceded. "I'll be fine mom."

"You better be young man." Maddie said. "Have fun." She called while Danny left the lab.

Danny then went back up to his room to grab some stuff and left the house about 10 minutes later. He didn't need much, just something to protect his hands with. So he grabbed some fingerless gloves with some light metal padding on the palms and his backpack.

He set off towards the outskirts of Amity containing the more abandoned side of things. A building what looked like an old factory and an abandoned railway station dominated the area.

"Well, this seems like a good place to start." Danny said. "I can work my way into the city from here. Maybe bring Valerie here to train."

He then found himself an adequate drainpipe to climb and hauled himself up. After a few minutes he was swinging from support beam to support beam and running over ledges. Making his way through the abandoned factories and warehouses on the side of the city. He could see the inhabited part of Amity nearby on one side and a more forested area on the other. Deciding he wanted to find a quiet place to sit and think he started climbing up to the highest point he could get, a rundown part of the roof with just enough room for him to sit down.

With view on the forest nearby Danny sat down and began to think over the events of the past few days. From the moment he met the Red Huntress to saving her from the container and later helping her break into Axiom, to witnessing Valerie make amends with Sam and Tucker. And finally the fact that he figured out that Valerie and the Huntress are the same person.

"What am I going to do about her?" Danny asked himself. "I don't even know how she'll respond to me knowing."

Thinking back on what he knew of her he chuckled. "She'll likely shout at me for knowing. It's no wonder she's sometimes described as violent by Sam or Tucker. Then again hiding it makes it only difficult, perhaps the truth is the best option. She seems to appreciate that." Danny said to himself.

He remained seated on the nook for a couple minutes longer having some time for himself. For those few moments the world outside and the ghost hunting didn't exist. This was nice.

When he got up a few moment later he took his time to survey the surrounding area bit. He had been looking at the abandoned buildings but the rest, not very much. Then again it was an abandoned area, nothing but peace and quiet and… movement on the ground?

Danny did a double take as he saw another person walking a little ways away from the industrial zone and towards a small patch of trees that stood nearby. This person was alone just like him and he should have recognised that raven black hear from the beginning. Even from this distance there was no doubt that he was looking at his friend Sam.

"Huh, what is she doing here? Mostly she's always accompanied by Tucker." Danny said to himself as he recalled that he has never seen his two friends without each other before. "Surprise I can even recognise her from here, then again with her individualistic nature…" he mused.

Suddenly Danny got an idea, with a wide smile on his face he fished out his phone from his pocked, dialled Sam's number and watched while he waited for an answer.

Meanwhile Sam was trying to have a relaxing walk to clear her head of the argument she had with her mother. Again their tastes had clashed violently when Pam tried to get her to wear a frilly pink dress, which she promptly transformed into something more appealing in her eye with a can of black spray-paint and a pair of scissors. Her mother was mad of course for destroying the dress but it was so satisfying.

So in order to escape the clutches of her mother she packed her backpack and a sketchbook and set out to one of her favourite places in Amity. The forest near the abandoned industrial zone. There you could find prime examples of nature reclaiming terrain and overgrowing the abandoned junk left by humans. It made for some pretty scenic pictures.

At least that was the plan before her phone went off. Thinking it was her mom again she pressed answer before even looking at the caller id. "MOM, I don't want to hear it! I'm not wearing that dress…!" She shouted.

"Mom? Well that's the first time I've been called that… And what's this thing about a dress?" Came from the other side of the line in a male voice with distinct British accent and was definitely not her mom.

Sam made wide eyes once she realised who she was talking to. "Danny?" She asked.

"No, Santa Claus." Danny said back. "Am I really saved as 'mom' in your phone or did you just pick up without checking who called?"

Sam chuckled, she might even change his name in her phone just to mess with him. "No and yes, I just expected someone else." She said.

"Well then, might that be the reason why you're walking to seemingly nowhere on your own?" Danny asked.

"What the…" Sam said before abruptly stopping and looking around. "How did you know where I was?" She asked incredulously.

"MAGIC!" Danny joked. "No, seriously behind you."

Sam turned around so fast it was almost a miracle she didn't fall. However she only saw the dirty walls of abandoned factories. "Up." Danny said over the line to which Sam looked slightly up the wall.

"I don't see anyone." Sam said.

"Look higher." Danny said which Sam did until her eyes came to the very top of the building she was looking at and saw Danny standing at the top.

"What the hell are you doing up there?" She asked.

"Sightseeing." Danny said sarcastically.

"Hardy har har…" Sam replied flatly.

"No, seriously I'm sightseeing. Ever heard of freerunning?" Danny asked.

"I might have. Isn't that like the sport where you climb buildings and stuff?" Sam asked.

"Exactly, wait. I'll come down, that makes a conversation much easier." Danny said.

"Okay, see you in a bit." Sam said before ending the call. She then began watching as Danny put away his phone and began doing some ludicrously dangerous moves to go down. He was literally jumping down a floor at a time. Sometimes even using just one hand to hold onto a ledge, until finally dropping to the ground.

Sam had already moved towards the building he was just on and met him moments after he landed. And she almost immediately punched him on the shoulder when they met.

"Aw, hey what was that for?" Danny moaned.

"Have you any idea how dangerous that just was! Those walls could've been unstable and collapsed when you landed on them!" Sam ranted.

Danny just smiled and put his hand on Sam's shoulder. "No worries Sam, I've been doing this for long enough to know the risks. I'm fine." He comforted.

"Yeah, but still… something could go wrong." Sam said.

"Yup, many times it has. It's part of the thing Sam. Though it isn't as unsafe as it looks." Danny said.

"I'll say…" Sam responded.

"So? How about you? What's going on with that thing with your mom?" Danny asked as he leaned to the wall.

"It's just that my mom doesn't understand who I am! She always tries to make me this prissy little girl that fits perfectly into her expectations!" Sam ranted.

"Ah, and what do we say to the god of death…?" Danny said with a smirk.

"Not today!" Sam laughed back. "Really, I would never have been a goth if she were the god of death though."

"Understandable, no offence but that woman gives me the creeps. And I didn't even properly meet her." Danny said.

"Keep it that way Danny, its better that way." Sam smirked.

"I mean, she can be nice perhaps?" Danny questioned with a careful tone.

"Heh, try saying that again when she tries to file a restraining order on you." Sam said.

Danny looked at her incredulously. "She wouldn't…"

"Don't bet on it sir Fenton. She will if you don't fit in her prissy picture." Sam mocked.

Danny smirked and adopted an even heavier accent than he already had. "Why really miss Manson? Then I guess I ought to watch mine steps." He mocked.

Sam tried to keep from laughing at Danny's antics but ultimately failed. She burst into laughter which Danny might or might not think sounded really nice as he laughed along.

"Haha, okay. That accent is really amazing." She said in-between giggles.

"Just be thankful it isn't my normal accent. I've known people who have it way worse than me." Danny said with a normal voice again.

"Hehe, that actually brightened my day up a bit. Thanks." Sam said sincerely.

"Glad to be of service. Might I ask, why come to this place?" Danny asked.

"It's one of my favourites." Sam said as she turned around to look at the little forest. "Out here it is quiet and you have some great examples of nature reclaiming the remains of man."

"Ah, and you just like to look at them?" Danny asked.

"No, I try and draw the scenery in front of me from time to time." Sam explained. "I'm not that good though." She said timidly.

"I'm sure you're great." Danny said before getting an idea. "You know, I know a perfect spot for you."

Sam turned back to Danny. "Really, where?" She asked.

"I'll guide you there. But it won't be easy." Danny said before pointing upwards, making Sam understand what he was getting at.

"What?! No way, I can't get up there." Sam said.

"Come on, you'll be fine. This isn't a hard one, most of the staircases are still in place." Danny said.

"The key word here is 'most'. I'm not even clothed right for this." Sam said.

"Clothed right? There's no need for special equipment. And I'll say you look good for it." Danny said which was true in a way. Today Sam had opted for a black tank top, a purple skirt with square lining and her trusty combat boots with some high black socks.

"Uh… thanks" Sam said hiding a small blush. She wasn't used to getting many compliments on her looks. "But you have gloves on." She said as she pointed to his hands. "And quite sturdy ones so to speak."

Danny looked down at his gloves and smirked. "Ow, yeah. These are quite handy when you do the stuff I do most of the time."

"Where did you even get these? Is that metal padding on the palms?" Sam asked.

Danny held up his palm. "Yup, found them in a specialised shop in London. Plus some tinkering of my own." He smirked.

"You and your tinkering." Sam laughed.

"Wait, I have an extra pair in my backpack." Danny said as he took of his pack and fished out a pair of almost identical gloves. "Here, try them on."

Sam took the gloves with gratitude and tried them on. Ignoring the fact that they were maybe a little too big they fit her perfectly. Even accenting her style. "Hmm, they're really nice." She hummed.

"They suit you. Now, shall we?" Danny asked as he gestured to the building.

Sam seemed in thought for a moment before nodding. "Okay, let's go!" She said.

"Alright! Follow me!" Danny said before jumping past Sam and grabbing onto a nearby ledge, pulling himself up.

"Uh…, I'm not trying that." Sam said as she watched her friend scaled the wall.

Danny laughed. "There's still some bits of the stairs left on the inside."

"I'll go that way then." Sam said.

"I'll wait for you on the inside." Danny said before vanishing through a hole in the wall.

'He's hiding something.' Sam thought. 'It's doesn't make any sense for him to be able to do all this stuff if he's just a normal guy.'

Sam found her way into the abandoned factory and just as Danny said there were some remains of a flight of stairs nearby for her to use. To be honest the whole thing appealed to her adventurous side so she started walking up the stairs until she found herself blocked when there was a literal hole in the floor.

"Well then." Sam mused as she searched for a way around. The only option though was jumping over it.

"Need some help?" Danny asked as he walked over from the other side of the jump.

"No, I'm an independent girl. I can do this myself." Sam shot back with maybe a little too much force.

"By all means." Danny said while throwing his hands up. "Just try not to fall. It's a nasty drop."

Sam took a few steps back to take a running start. Ran up, and cleared the distance easily.

"See, told you I didn't need help." Sam said proudly.

"I never said that!" Danny said.

"Well, you were implying it." Sam pointed out.

"Well, maybe I did." Danny said. "Come on, we still have some ways to go." He remarked before moving off to make his way to the roof. Sam quickly followed after him.

"Do you do this often?" Sam asked as she leapt up the stairs.

"Every once in a while. It helps clear my head." Danny answered.

"Huh, okay. Did you do this back in England as well?" Sam asked.

Danny stopped for a moment and turned around. "Well… obviously." He joked.

"I'm serious." Sam said as she jumped up a ledge.

Danny signed. "Yes, yes I did. It's a hobby of sorts." He half lied.

"Oh, that actually kinda cool." Sam said as they now reached what was left of the roof of the building and Danny led her to the spot he was in about 15 minutes prior. They sat there for a few minutes in silence after Danny showed her the view.

"Sam?" Danny asked.

"Yes Danny?" She said.

"I was wondering, why did you take us to your house yesterday? Tucker said he had never been there before. And you guys have been friends for years?" Danny said.

Sam clammed up for a second. "Well…uh. I guess I just thought it would be a good moment to show you guys." She said.

Danny looked sceptical. "I'm not sure I believe that."

Sam grumbled. "Well, it's the truth though." She lied.

"Now really?" Danny asked, still sceptical.

"You're being awfully nosy." Sam bit back.

"Call me curious, Sam." Danny answered.

Sam huffed. "Fine, I did it so we wouldn't lose you." She admitted.

"Lose me…?" Danny asked. "I'm sorry… you've lost me…"

She signed and leaned against a piece of leftover wall at the edge of the roof. "What I mean is that we don't want to have you drop us the moment you meet the rest of our age. And with that we mean the A-list mostly." She said with maybe more venom than necessary.

"The A-list? I've heard that name mentioned several times now." Danny said. "You know you can tell me these things right?"

"The A-list is what we call the populars at Casper High and in Amity by extension. The great majority of them is completely self-obsessed and tyrannical towards people THEY deem of lesser standing." Sam explained.

"This includes you and Tucker I suppose." Danny deduced. "That's why Tucker made that popularity comment when he saw your house."

"Indeed, but I think you're shallow if you gain popularity that way. Not to mention that you so called 'friends' would drop you the instant you lose your money." Sam continued.

"Like Valerie…" Danny said.

"Quite, and that's why I wanted to try and prevent that from happening to you." Sam said.

"Wait, you really believed that I would just go and stop being your friend the moment I met those guys?" Danny asked slightly hurt.

"Well…, I mean you would draw their attention. Sam said, suddenly less sure of herself. 'I mean you're cute and all… WAIT! Stop that… bad Manson.' She scolded herself mentally.

"Draw their attention…?" Danny asked, completely unaware of the double meaning.

Sam thought quickly. "Well… uh… I mean you're exotic and all…" She rambled.

"Exotic?" He asked raising a confused eyebrow.

"You're a foreigner, a European. I mean we don't have many of those. Most being exchange students." Sam said. Complementing herself mentally for steering around the subject and hoping he hadn't noticed.

"Huh, that does make sense." Danny pondered, completely clueless of Sam's double meaning. "Thanks for telling me."

"You're welcome Danny. You know, that thing you said about being able to tell you things? That's the same for you, you know. You can tell us anything too." Sam said.

Danny gave a weak chuckle. "Yeah, sure. I'll remember that." He said. 'Even though there are things I can't tell you guys…' He added mentally.

Amity Park watertower, evening

Night was falling again over the small city in Michigan, restaurant owners were closing up and Amity's night life began gaining speed again. But due to this everyone focused more on their companions, their drinks or the road they were walking or riding on. So no-one looked up.

Valerie or the Red Huntress was doing her patrol again and inspired by her newest associate if you call them that, she tried to go stealthily this time. Which meant no jet-sled, just running over rooftops. And it was so much harder than he made it look.

"Ugh, dammit." She cursed as she made another long jump and almost missed the ledge. "Why do those alleys have to be so wide? I can hardly cross them."

She made her way further to the outskirts of Amity, where she thought she had the best chance to find him. Sneaky asshole tended to keep to the shadows a lot. As she reached a high point Valerie used this chance to observe her surroundings carefully. No way he was just coming to her again, and maybe it was also a bit of a pride issue. She would not be outdone, not even by him.

As she watched she observed a shadow move atop the Amity Park watertower, and two neon green eyes looking right at her seconds later.

"There he is." Valerie said proudly to herself. She made her way to the base of the tower as quick and quiet as possible, lest she'd be spotted and draw attention to her. And attention would spook him off.

As she reached the top of the tower she saw him sitting casually in the centre, right on top of the water reservoir tank, staring at her. She stepped off the ladder and walked up to his sitting form.

"Well, you were certainly easier to find this time around." Valerie said.

"Hmm, I do wonder why?" Phantom said oh so sarcastically.

"Aren't you hilarious…" Valerie deadpanned. "But knowing you, or at least having observed your behaviour there must be something you want. Because you wouldn't show up otherwise."

The Phantom said nothing but shook his head and started chuckling.

"What's so funny?" Valerie asked.

"Nothing. You just remind me of someone I know. Completely obsessed with psychological analysis." Phantom said.

"Someone you know?" Valerie asked.

"Don't try Red." Phantom said, standing up. "I'm not giving you information on my private life. You're not figuring me out just yet."

"What give you that idea?" Valerie asked slightly offended.

"Because you're going to try after I tell you that I know." Phantom said. "After all in your case the clues were there, miss Gray."

Valerie froze instantly, it couldn't be possible right? No-one had figured her out, yet this guy does it in only a few weeks. "W…what?" She managed to stutter out.

It took a few moments for Valerie to regain her composure and retaliate. "How do you know that?! Have you been spying on me!? You freak!"

Phantom signed, to be honest he could have expected this. "Calm down, no I'm not spying on you." He said holding up his hands.

"Like hell you are! How else would you figure out my best kept secret?!" Valerie raged.

"Because you told me." Phantom simply said shutting Valerie up.

"Wait…what? I never told you anything!" Valerie shot back.

"Correct, you didn't tell me about you. You told me about your father…" Phantom said. "Finding his story in the papers wasn't so hard. And seeing that he only has one daughter who fits the description I believe the answer is given. Your reaction proved as much."

Valerie thought for a moment, he had her cornered with his logic. "But how? No one else in Amity has been able to figure it out?" She said as she walked over to the railing to the watertower, making emphasis on the city. "But you're here for a week or so, maybe longer. I don't know. And yet you can figure it out."

"Maybe because I'm not an ignorant dimwit?" Phantom replied sarcastically.

"Hey, rude!" Valerie shot back.

"Well, you have to admit that the city might be a little clueless if they can't see the links. Especially since you raged so much before." Phantom said.

Valerie chuckled a little. "I guess, but not all of them are complete idiots." She said thinking of two specific people. "And come on, did I rage that hard?"

"Well, I only saw you do it once. Excluding that time on the roof." He added.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry about that." Valerie offered.

"Don't mention it. You do know why I told you this right?" Phantom asked as he joined her at the railing.

"To show me I can trust you with that information?" Valerie asked.

"Yes, just as I trust you not to reveal my presence to the public yet." Phantom added.

"So we're trusting each other with secret. All while we both know next to nothing about each other." Valerie quipped. "That's a recipe for disaster in my opinion."

"Another reason for me to come here tonight." He said.

"Then what was the first reason to come?" Valerie asked as she turned around and leaned against the railing with her back.

"I was wondering if you were up for a training session." Phantom asked.

"Wait, you actually want to train with me?" Valerie asked.

"Yes, if we're going to work together that is." He said detaching himself from the railing and moving to the middle of the tower. "After you have your questions answered of course."

Valerie dubiously followed him. "Are you being serious?" She asked not convinced.

"Absolutely." He said seating himself on the cold metal ground and made a sign for her to sit with him. Doing his best impression of an old martial arts master would act. "Please."

Valerie followed his example and seated directly in front of him. "So I can ask you anything?"

"Anything within reason. I want you to understand the philosophy behind our cause." Phantom said.

"Philosophy? Alright mister, now you're just pulling my leg." Valerie said.

Phantom chuckled. "Well, I might be a little overdramatic. But the idea still stands."

"Alright." Valerie said chuckling. "So anything goes?"

"Ask away." Phantom answered.

"So…, why do you do this? You know my motivation, which has now been debunked, but what's yours?" Valerie asked.

Phantom chuckled. "Well, it may have something to do with the family. We've been in the business for several generations." He said.

Valerie hummed. "Oh, that makes sense…. Wait a minute! Generations?! But ghost hunting is a thing from the past few years maybe the last 2 two decades." She said.

"Correction." Phantom said holding up a finger. "It has been a PUBLIC thing for the past 20 years. Well, it has been recognised as ghost hunting since then. But we…" He said gesturing to the both of them. "…have been around for a much longer time."

"You mean ghost hunters? What makes you say that?" Valerie asked.

"It wasn't always called ghost hunting, but it's no secret. I'm sure you've heard about it in school." Phantom said. "In past times we were known as the witch hunters and in other cases… the Inquisition."

"Wait, you mean back in the day…" Valerie began.

"The witch hunts, the atrocities done by the Inquisition in the name of faith. That is partially our legacy, just be grateful the general public doesn't know. Otherwise we wouldn't have such a good reputation." Phantom finished.

"Damn, that's awful. But we don't have that good of a reputation. I mean half the time we're seen as vigilantes." Valerie said.

"True, but the facts remain. We might have gotten fancier weapons and tech and mostly teared ourselves away from the church but we're still descendant from those organisations." Phantom said.

"But our ancestors' actions don't define ours." Valerie finished.

"Words to live by miss Gray, words to live by." Phantom said.

"Hey, call me Valerie. Might as well know my real name while we're at it." Valerie said.

"I will, except when there's people watching of course." Phantom answered.

"Yes please. Could I maybe know your name?" Valerie tried.

Phantom chuckled. "Nice try Red, but that's a question I don't wish to answer." He said.

"But you know mine, it's only fair!" Valerie protested.

"That may be, but I have more to protect than only my name. I know secrets that at current time's better stay hidden." Phantom said.

"Well, that's not a nice definition of trust." Valerie bit back.

"In time, you'll know." Phantom answered.

"I guess that should be good enough." Valerie said with distain. Then she got an idea. "Care to answer questions while sparring?" She asked.

Phantom got up from his sitting position and stared at her. "You just want to hit me with something don't you?"

"Maybe…" Valerie said.

Phantom chuckled. "Very well, let's see what you've got." He said as he took his quarterstaff from his belt and threw it at Valerie.

"Wait… this is your weapon." Valerie said confused after she caught it.

"Yes, a most astute observation. I want to see how you handle it. Press the button in the centre to extend it." He said pointing at the weapon.

Valerie did as she was told, the staff sprung out of the housing and the electrodes at both ends ignited with a crackle. She spun the weapon around experimentally before turning towards him again. "What about you?" She asked.

Phantom answered that question by walking to the railing and yanking a piece of pipe of it. Using it like a sword. "En garde Red. Let's do this." He said.

Though he couldn't see it Valerie smiled underneath her mask. And she surely wasn't going to hold back, she might trust him slightly with the information regarding her identity but that didn't mean she wasn't going to enjoy hitting him.

Valerie spun the staff around and brought it down on her opponent, who just like her gave didn't hold back in the fight. It was going to be a long evening.

You know, I'm not even going to say it. I'm not making comment over how long it took. I know it isn't the best of chapters but I wanted some exposition and character development done, because that's something the characters in the original show sadly got way too little of. And yes I'm focusing on Valerie for the moment, the other character will get their turn as well.

Reviews:

Messedupmoon: It will happen soon enough.

Kimera20: You're absolutely right, as I said before character development is very rare in the series. Though I have seen multiple examples of people giving them more depth, I'm just trying my best to do so too.

Critique: Right, were do I start. First of all I was extremely happy with your review. Your constructive criticism is really helping me forward and I'll be using it as a guideline from here on. Not sure if I can do it but I'll try. As for your idea, I'll definitely use it on a later date. At this point I can barely remember what I was going to do with that plot point in the first place. Thank you so much.

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