I
Kyoko figured she did not have much time to get away, so once she was out of the apartment she moved quickly in the opposite direction of the elementary school. She wasn't running away from Mami, there was no real reason to, but she did not feel like dealing with the guilt trip that would be laid on her if 'nurse Mami' did catch up with her patient.
In the opposite direction, rain began to fall as Nagisa sorrowfully told Mami of how her mom was back in the hospital, how her wish did not work. Mami hugged her and swore she would get to the bottom of this, wondering if Kyubey would help. He had to help, right?
Kyubey meanwhile, watched with a glint in his eye as Sayaka dove into the labyrinth where Junko currently stood trial under vague charges. Kyubey knew Sayaka would never win. She was sure to become a witch herself, or simply die along with the mother of Madoka Kaname, the girl who was his true target this entire time.
Madoka herself sat in her prison far on the other side of town, staring out of the window as droplets of rain began to streak the glass, oblivious to the impending doom which both Sayaka and her mother faced. Yet all the same, something had been striking a cord in her heart all day.
She had been finding herself more able to feel comfortable under Homura's care, but today she had the old familiar knot of anxiety in her stomach. Perhaps it was the rain. From up here she could see so much of the city, and watching those grey storm clouds roll in, casting a shadow over everything she had ever known, it filled her with a sense of dread. That something terrible was going to happen and she was powerless to stop it.
It was just the usual anxiety from her captivity, she told herself, though it was hard to shake. This knotted feeling in her stomach was not unusual, though whatever comfort she had learned to find here in this hotel room was leaving her. For some reason she felt scared, but this time it was not Homura that was scaring her.
"Here," Homura said from behind her and when Madoka turned she was greeted by a cup of hot chocolate, steam rising above the white rim of the mug.
"Thank you," Madoka said as she took it, then carefully sipped it before putting it down on the window sill, determining it was too hot to drink just yet.
The last time it rained was on the night she had first escaped. How might things have been different if Homura did not catch her at Sayaka's house? At the time she did not realize just how well Homura knew her, otherwise she would not have gone to Sayaka's. If she managed to escape again she would be smarter and not go somewhere that Homura would think to look for her.
Homura leaned against the wall beside the window and looked down at Madoka. She took a sip from her own mug, not bothered by the heat, then asked, "everything alright?"
Madoka looked up at her with a half smile. "I don't know… as alright as it can be, I guess."
"I see." Homura said.
Madoka returned her gaze out the window. "It would be nice if I could go outside for a walk." She left a pause open for Homura to respond, but no response was given. "You know, just to get some fresh air. I don't think I've ever been indoors for this long before. Maybe a full week when I was sick or something, but it's been a month now."
"You know that's impossible." Homura said.
Madoka's eyes lowered. "Yes of course I know that." She felt a pull of frustration at her heart. She knew that would be Homura's response, but the tone in which she said it irked her. She picked up her hot chocolate, considered it for a moment, then set it down aggressively before walking away.
Homura sighed as Madoka left the room. She looked at the steaming mug on the windowsill, a bit of the brown liquid had splashed over the rim and now dribbled down the side. She picked it up and followed her. Madoka stopped in the middle of the main room, aimlessly looking around, trying to decide where she wanted to go. She only had three options; the kitchen, the couch in the living room, or the bathroom. She opted for the couch, seeming to make a point not to turn her body in a way where she could spot Homura through the corner of her eye as she sat down with folded arms.
Homura set Madoka's hot chocolate on the kitchen bar then asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothings wrong," Madoka said in a tone that indicated she was ready to snap Homura's head off if she said the wrong thing.
Homura took a moment to think it over. Was this about her refusing Madoka's vague suggestion of taking a walk outside? In that case, it felt natural to simply explain, for the hundredth time, not only why she was keeping her here but why it was justified. That never seemed to go over well before, and ironically she felt some kinship with Kyubey. The way he never seemed to understand humankind's resentment of what he considered simple facts. He was a superior being, possessing knowledge which humans could not comprehend, callously acting based on what was logically correct. Homura supposed the same could be said of herself now.
Homura decided to wait for Madoka to say something, having a feeling that anything she said would be met with hostility if she were to speak first.
"I'm worried," Madoka finally said, her eyes staring at the black television screen. Her voice had lost that angsty tone which Homura learned to be wary of.
"About what?" Homura asked.
"I just have a bad feeling," she twiddled her fingers in her lap, dropping her eyes back down to focus on the action. "I don't know why, I just suddenly feel like I should be doing something right now, but I'm stuck here. It's making me restless."
Homura decided it was now safe to move forward, and came around the couch and sat on the love seat where she could once again see Madoka's face.
"I'm sorry," said Homura. "I don't understand." She could see that Madoka was deep in thought about something and was not ready, or able, to explain it just yet. "I suppose the feelings of restlessness are understandable. I'm just not sure what I can do to help."
"It's Sayaka," Madoka suddenly said, her eyes looking up from her twiddling fingers. "I've been worried about her ever since you told me she had become a magical girl. For some reason, when I was looking out the window just now… watching the rain... I don't know why but I started thinking about her and I started having a bad feeling."
"As I said before, Mami Tomoe, who is a much more experienced magical girl, has taken Sayaka under her wing. For that reason I am not as worried about Sayaka as I normally would be."
"In your other timelines something bad ended up happening to Sayaka, right?" Madoka asked, tucking her hands in her lap, trying to hide how much the answer to that question scared her. Homura had implied as much before, but never outright told Madoka what Sayaka's fate might have been.
"In many of my past timelines Mami had died early on. That date has now passed and Mami is still alive and well. When things go like this, Sayaka usually ends up being just fine." It was partly a lie. No, mostly a lie. Even with Mami at her side, Sayaka often began descending into despair after learning what a SoulGem really was. Homura had no way of knowing if Kyubey had decided to drop that little bombshell on them yet. Combining that with her heartbreak over Kyousuke, Sayaka almost always turns into a witch, at which point Mami quickly descends into her own form of madness upon learning the even deeper truth about Magical Girls.
There were a few timelines where Homura managed to prevent Kyubey from telling them the truth about SoulGems, avoiding that crucial catalyst which led to all of their deaths, and in such a case they would all survive until Walpurgis Night. Even then, with all of them fighting together, it was never enough. If Walpurgisnact did not overwhelm them first, Madoka either would make a wish to aid her friends in the battle or wish one of them back to life, at which point there was no choice but to hit the reset button and start all over again.
"So… Do you think Sayaka is okay?" Madoka asked.
"Yes," Homura lied, once again. Her stoic nature made her lies a little harder to see through than when Madoka was being dishonest with her, but she doubted the lie was enough to ease Madoka's fears.
This timeline was far different than any of the others, however. The act of kidnapping Madoka has created so many ripples in the usual course of events that it was impossible to predict anything anymore. Homura did have some hope. The fact the sweets witch was never born and was now a magical girl instead was just one part of it. Still, the requirement of keeping an eye on Madoka did not allow her the luxury of manipulating Kyubey's influence on the other girls. For the first time in many many time lines, Homura had no idea what might happen next.
"Remember when you said you will try to help Sayaka?" Madoka asked. "On the night when I escaped, and you dragged me away from talking to Kyubey? You said you would try to help Sayaka."
Homura stared at Madoka. The small girl was looking at her much more intently now. "You want to ask me to check on her?" Homura asked.
Madoka nodded. "Please. I just have a really bad feeling."
Homura sat back and thought about this. She watched Madoka suspiciously for a moment. Was Madoka just trying to get her out of the hotel room? Had she been concocting another escape plan this whole time? Was this the first step in some other elaborate scheme of hers?
"Homura... Please," Madoka said. Her nerves were pulled at once again when Homura only responded with a suspicious gaze. "It's just so I can stop worrying! I'm not trying anything!"
"I'll have to tie you up again," Homura said, unflinchingly.
"Fine!" Madoka said, practically spitting the word at her. She put her wrists together and presented them to Homura. "Tie me as tightly as you want. Use chains and rope and everything! I don't care! I'm just worried about Sayaka!"
Homura sat back further, a bit bewildered. This was the first time Madoka had practically begged to be tied up. "Where is all of this coming from? Why are you suddenly so worried about her?"
"I don't know. I really don't, but I just feel like this is important. I can't explain it."
"Alright," Homura said and stood up. "I'll go find her." She decided that she believed Madoka, and this wasn't just some ruse to be left alone in the hotel. Unlike Homura herself, Madoka was not a very good liar, and using something like Sayaka's safety for purposes of manipulation was far outside of Madoka's character. Homura knew her well enough to know that much, at least.
She did not have to order Madoka to the bedroom this time. Madoka got up and led the way herself. As promised, Homura bound her tightly and there was not a single word of complaint. She did not think Madoka was lying, at this point she believed Madoka was legitimately worried about Sayaka, and it made Homura worry as well.
Still, Madoka's safety was always the top priority, so Homura took no shortcuts in securing her. She bound her chest with the rope to create a harness which she attached additional lengths of rope to and tethered her to the bed in multiple places. She used the cuffs and chains on her hands and ankles, forcing her body to stretch tightly in the center of the bed. When it was done she had very little wiggle room, no ability to maneuver herself around the bed and no possibility of getting to something she may have hidden which she could escape with.
"Are you okay like this?" Homrua asked.
"Yes, just please hurry," Madoka said.
"Alright, then this is all that's left," Homura said as she presented her with the rag she would gag her with. Madoka opened her mouth without a word of complaint and allowed Homura to stuff it in. She then wrapped the tape around Madoka's head to keep the gag in place, Madoka's eyes only expressing a sense of urgency as that last bit of freedom was stripped from her.
"Are you sure this is what you want? I may be gone for a while if I have trouble finding her."
"Mmmrrmmm," Madoka moaned through the gag, nodding her head anxiously, her expression only telling Homura to hurry.
"Alright, I'm going to change into the school uniform then leave right away." She figured checking at the most obvious place first would be the best idea, so wearing the school uniform while she was out looking for Sayaka would be a good idea.
Once she was changed she peeked in on Madoka once more. "I'll be back as soon as I can," she said, then shut out the light and closed the door.
Madoka, left alone in the dark, closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down, just praying that she was being silly and that Sayaka was alright.
II
Knock knock knock
"Sayaka?"
Knock knock knock
"Is anybody home?" Tomohisa called again. He leaned to the side to peek through the window and saw that the house was completely dark. Now he was really starting to worry.
"Daddy? Are we gonna see Sayaka?" Tatsuya asked. He was standing at the bottom of the stoop with one finger in his mouth, dressed in a little yellow rain jacket.
"Sorry, it doesn't look like it," he said and gave his son a smile, not wanting to worry the toddler by showing his alarm. He supposed the best thing to do now was phone the police. Not only was Junko missing after saying she was going to meet up with Sayaka last night, Sayaka herself was not answering her phone and he already called the school and found out she was absent today.
Could they have gotten into an accident? That didn't make sense because Junko definitely left with her purse so the hospital would have found her insurance card and called him by now. He wondered what had gotten Sayaka so upset to where Junko rushed out of the house to go meet with her in the first place? He had a really bad feeling about this.
"Come on, how about we go get some ice cream instead?" Tomohisa said as he unfolded his umbrella and bent over to pick his son up with his free arm. He decided he would phone the police while distracting Tatsuya with a treat.
"Ya! Ice cream!"
"Excuse me," a girl's voice said from behind him. With Tatsuya in his arm, he turned around and saw one of Madoka and Sayaka's classmates. He did not know her nor had ever seen her before but she was wearing the Mitakihara Middle School uniform. "Is everything alright?" she asked. She had long black hair and deep purple eyes, also holding an umbrella over her head.
"Oh, I was just looking for Sayaka," he said. "Are you a friend of hers?"
"Just an acquaintance," the girl said. Her posture was rather stiff and the tone of her voice had a monotone quality to it. The way her words came out reflected someone much older than she appeared to be. "I transferred into the school just a month ago so I don't know her well. Yet we have the same class and I live right down the street." She vaguely pointed down the street, not specifying a particular house.
"Oh, I see. Have you been to school today?" he asked. It was still within the first hour of the school day so he wondered why she was not there. More importantly, he was hoping she had seen Sayaka.
"Yes, but I felt ill so they sent me home."
"Ah, I see. Did you perhaps see Sayaka at all today?"
"No. I have not. Though it is possible I just missed her if she did walk to school."
He thought for a moment. If they lived so close and both walked to school today they surely would have crossed paths. Besides, the school already confirmed she was absent so it's most likely that Sayaka never came home last night either. "I see…" he said and let out a worried sigh. "Well, thank you. If you do happen to see Sayaka, could you ask her to give Mr. K a call? She knows my number."
"Of course," she said.
"Thank you." He bowed his head and walked past the girl. He was walking for at least twenty seconds when he once again heard her voice.
"Excuse me."
He turned to see her standing right behind him with that same stiff posture. It struck him as a bit odd. She had said she lived in the opposite direction he was currently walking, and she followed him so silently that he had not noticed she did not go her own way until she spoke. Then when he turned to see her standing right behind him... he wasn't sure why, but between that and the way she was looking at him, there was something rather eerie about this girl.
"Yes?" he asked.
"Are you perhaps Madoka Kaname's father?"
"Yes, that's right. I am."
"I see." She paused for a moment, still staring at him. Then she said, "I'm aware she has been missing since early this month. I just hope she is okay."
"Yes, thank you for saying so," he said. "We are all hoping for the best right now." He gave her a smile to show his appreciation for her concern, but right now he needed to break away from the conversation. He did not want to be rude as the girl seemed to mean well, but he was more worried about Junko and Sayaka right now and furthermore did not want to upset Tatsuya by discussing it in front of him. "I do apologize but I need to be going. Thank you for your concern." He bowed his head and turned once again.
"I'm sorry," she said, matching his few steps forward and causing him to turn around once again. "It's just… I met Kaname-san on my first day of school and she was very kind to me. She went missing that very same afternoon and I have been worried for her."
Tomohisa gave her a smile. Madoka did have a way of making a quick impression on people. This girl had a dry way of speaking but she must have been sincerely worried about his daughter even without knowing her well. "What's your name?" he asked.
She stared at him for a long moment. It seemed as if she had forgotten her name and was trying to come up with it. Once again, she was striking him as odd, but finally she spoke her name-
III
"Saku Ito," Homura said. It took a moment for her to spit it out. She almost reused her alias of Clara, but of course that name would be known as Madoka's kidnapper (had Junko told her husband about the call) and she did not have a last name prepared for it either way. Using her real name was not particularly dangerous, if Sayaka never said anything about her to the Kaname's, but she couldn't take that risk. Right now Madoka's father was her only lead on finding out what happened to Sayaka so she had to find out what he knew and what led him to searching for her himself.
It also seemed strange that Junko was not with him… Well, then again maybe not, it's possible she was still going to work despite Madoka's disappearance. Homura knew she had an important position in her company and may not be able to take too much time off no matter what the situation.
"Well thank you again for your kind words, Saku," Tomohisa said. "But I'm sorry, I do need to be going now. If you are sick you should go rest. It was nice meeting you."
"Actually," Homura quickly spoke as he tried to turn around. He was starting to show the first signs of losing his patience, his polite smile losing to a more neutral expression. "Actually… I…" she quickly tried to think of a way to keep him engaged in conversation so she could bring it back around to Sayaka. "Well, the thing is, I did not want to get in trouble, so I lied to you at first."
He fully turned around now with a look of curiosity in his eyes. It seemed to have worked.
"I'm not actually sick. The truth is I left school when I saw Sayaka was absent. She seemed to be going through a hard time, and I know how close she is to Madoka, so I was worried and wanted to check on her. I can't explain it, I just had a bad feeling," she said, borrowing Madoka's words. "Now, seeing you here looking for her as well, I'm becoming more concerned so I was just hoping you could tell me what's going on."
Tomohisa seemed unsure how to respond. The next to speak was actually the toddler in his arms. Tatsuya in his innocent way asked, "Is Sayaka in twoble?"
Tomohisa carefully set Tatsuya back on his feet and gave his son a reassuring pat on the head before looking back to Homura. "Sayaka spoke with my wife last night and she went to meet with Sayaka at the park. Sayaka sounded rather upset, and I don't know what happened next. My wife never came home last night and now Sayaka seems to be missing as well."
Homura felt her heart sink to the bottom of her chest. Sayaka AND Junko were missing?
He must have noticed her fear as he then crouched down to be closer to eye level with Homura and patted her shoulder. "Listen, this is for grownups to handle. I understand you want to help but you should go back to school before you get in trouble. Okay?"
The revelation rocked her to the core, probably more than Tomohisa because he was not aware of the most likely scenario which would lead to both of them disappearing at the same time.
If Sayaka was upset to the point of Junko going to check on her, then that likely meant she had already had her heart broken by Kyousuke. Junko may have picked up on her distress and went to comfort her at the worst possible time - just as Sayaka was turning into a witch.
"Saku? Are you okay?" Tomohisa asked. Tatsuya began to sniff, sensing the atmosphere and preparing to build himself into a cry.
"I... " Homura was at a loss, she didn't know what to do. She knew she would eventually have to help Madoka through the death of her best friend… but her mother as well? In this reality there is no possibility of Madoka having any joy in her life. "I… I see," she finally said. She bowed her head. "You're right, I should get back to school." With that she quickly walked past him and crossed the street. She went down another road and once she was sure she was out of sight from him she tore into a full sprint. She threw her umbrella to the side and made no effort to avoid puddles as she ran.
No! This can't be happening! She screamed inside her head. Is this how this timeline is? Have I once again only succeeded in causing Madoka more suffering!?
She ran until she was out of breath, and she realized she did not know exactly where it was she was running to. She stopped to try to regain her composure. No, just think about this. You are jumping to conclusions. All you know is that both Sayaka and Junko are missing, but that doesn't mean…
She gritted her teeth and punched the side of a tree she was standing under. It seemed pretty obvious, what other explanation could there be? Junko would not just disappear without even calling her husband if nothing had happened to her. In not one single timeline had Junko died before, but in this timeline, where she and Sayaka would have more reason to interact with each other due to Madoka's disappearance, it was fully possible Junko was there in Sayaka's darkest moment just before turning into a witch.
Still, Homura did not know that was the case for sure, and even if that was the case she had no proof Junko had actually been killed by the mermaid witch yet. Therefore, she could not give up hope. She had to try to find her as quickly as possible.
She looked around, realizing she was not far from Mami's apartment. She did not see Mami at school either earlier when she first went to look for Sayaka. There may be no connection there, Mami may have been caring for Kyoko after using a Tiro Finale against her and that is why she was not at school, but it was the only lead Homura had.
Mami was always difficult to get along with, and in this timeline it was going to be even worse, but Homura figured she had to try. Otherwise, locating Sayaka would just be shooting in the dark.
IV
Mami jogged to the steps of her apartment building, getting under the awning and out of the rain before she became completely drenched. She sighed and looked up to the sky. "That just blew in out of nowhere," she said under her breath. At least she had walked Nagisa most of the way to school before it started, so Nagisa probably got indoors before getting too wet herself.
Mami frowned, watching the clouds swirl above. If only a little rain was the only reason she had for worrying about Nagisa. She leaned against the railing and sighed, not yet ready to go back upstairs and deal with her reluctant patient.
"I just don't understand!" Nagisa had said, burying her face into Mami's stomach as she held onto her. After explaining her mother was back in the hospital she was on the verge of breaking down and hid herself inside Mami's embrace. "Why is she sick again? Is it my fault? I-I know I haven't done well fighting witches so far, but I'm trying to get better!" She was so tiny, even with the backpack strapped to her back Mami's arms easily wrapped fully around her.
"No, I promise that's not the case," Mami had told her. "As soon as I see Kyubey again I'm going to get to the bottom of this."
"Is he mad at me?" Nagisa sniffed. She had been trying not to cry, it was clear in the tension of her words and the stiffness of her body as Mami held her.
"No you haven't done anything wrong." Mami tried to reassure her. "Just stay strong Nagisa, this will work out, I promise you I'm not going to let your wish go to waste. By the end of the day I'm sure he will turn up and we'll solve this." She just hoped she would be able to keep that promise.
If she could, she would have stayed with Nagisa all day until they had a chance to talk to Kyubey and get to the bottom of this. Though she told Nagisa not to worry and that they would work it out, she couldn't help remembering what happened to Kyoko. All those years ago, she pleaded with Kyubey to do something to help Kyoko, but he had explained that it was impossible. He granted exactly the wish Kyoko had asked for, he was not at fault for how it turned out and could do nothing to change it.
In Nagisa's case it was different though, wasn't it? Her wish was not misconstrued, it simply did not work. Her mom was not healthy as Nagisa had asked for. Would Nagisa have had to specify that her illness would stay away forever and not just for a couple of weeks? Wouldn't Kyubey warn her about that? Could he truly be so careless as to allow such a loophole in Nagisa's wish? Granted, Mami did not fully understand the exact mechanisms to how a wish was granted, and how much Kyubey could control the exact outcome.
Mami sighed and finally walked upstairs and then through the door of her apartment. "I'm home," she called. After receiving no answer she called again, "Kyoko?"
The dishes were already put away. One thing she could give Kyoko credit for is that she was always good about cleaning up after herself. She did not want her to push herself but she supposed it was a good sign she was able to move around on her own now, even if she really should wait a little longer.
"Did you go to bed?" She asked softly as she peeked into the bedroom. Kyoko was not there either. "Kyoko!?" She called again, more panic in her voice as she ran for the bathroom door and swung it open.
Then she realized something and went back to the bedroom. Kyoko's duffle bag was gone.
"That fool!"
She paced around for a moment, trying to think what to do. Kyoko was in no condition to be going off on her own. She knew she didn't have any authority over Kyoko, but if it was for her own good should she not force Kyoko to come back here and rest for at least a few more days?
Kyoko was her friend, she certainly was in no condition to fight witches or successfully steal food, or really take care of herself at all. Without Mami's aid she could not even properly keep her wounds clean. She likely would not have a comfortable place to rest either, making it even harder for her body to heal.
Mami decided she had to go find her and bring her back. Whether Kyoko saw her as a friend or not anymore, Mami still cared for her and had to take care of her when she was in need. She had to make up for failing to do so in the past.
She had not been gone for long and Kyoko could not have made it too far in her condition, so she should have no problem chasing her down and bringing her back.
She swung the front door open, but instantly jumped back as there was someone unexpected standing there in her doorway. A girl with long black hair, dressed in the mitakihara middle school uniform had her hand raised in a fist as if she were about to knock on the door. It took a moment for it to fully register in Mami's mind but as soon as it did she pulled out her soul gem and began to transform.
Homura likewise jumped backwards as she became surrounded in rainbow light, and as Mami summoned a musket in her hands, raised it and fired, Homura disappeared.
Mami went to the doorway and looked around, the barrel of her musket leading her sight as she looked left and right outside her doorway.
"Please wait, I did not come here to fight." She heard from behind her.
She swung around in a flash and locked her sights on Homura who now stood in the middle of her living room. She would have fired again, but Homura held no weapon of her own and showed her open palms in a gesture of peace.
"What are you doing here?" Mami demanded. She knew Homura was too fast with her disappearing trick for a bullet to hit her. Therefore, Mami was quickly thinking of a way to catch her off guard with her ribbons again. From their last fight Mami had learned that Homura could not disappear once snared by the ribbons.
"I'm here for Sayaka." Homura said.
"For Sayaka?"
"Yes, I'm afraid something may have happened to her. I was hoping for your help finding her."
"Why would you care about something like that? You are not her ally. You're our enemy!"
"Whatever you may think of me, can we call a truce for now? I believe we have fallen into a situation where we must work together."
Mami slowly stepped forward, keeping the sights of her musket lined up on Homura. "How can I possibly trust you? You could just be trying to lure me somewhere, or get me to let my guard down." Her eyes narrowed. "How do I know you have in fact not done anything to Sayaka?"
"Do you have any idea how easy it would be for me to kill all three of you if that were my intention?" Homura asked.
"Someone is overly confident."
Homura's eyes narrowed and then she disappeared. Mami gasped and then froze when she felt a gun press up against the back of her head. The hammer cocked back with a click. "This is what I mean." Homura said in a dark voice.
Mami quickly spun around, deciding she had no choice but to take her chances and beat Homura to the trigger. However, once she turned she was simply moments from putting a hole in her own front door as Homura had disappeared once again. She spun around once more to find Homura back on the other side of her living room, her gun now innocently sitting on the coffee table.
"Do you see? If my intention was to harm you it would have already been done. Now can you please put that down so we can talk?" Homura asked.
Thank you for reading!
Sorry I have once again disappeared for a long while, but life has kept me busy these last few months. I moved last summer and there have been some changes with my job which has not left me with much time for writing. Hopefully the next chapter won't take too long.
Things are heating up in the Perfect Crime timeline and I hope you all are enjoying it!
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