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Chapter 3
Chloe walked up to the front of Will's house. It was the only house in the entire city that had its lights on. As she moved forward she saw two figures in front of the gate. One of them moved towards her. When the figure got nearer to her she could tell that it was a militiaman. He looked very old, but he had muscle bulging from the sides of his clothes.
"What are you doing out?" he had a very low voice that seemed to make his body vibrate.
"I came here to speak to Raynard."
"Civilians aren't allowed out."
"But I need to see him, it's very important."
"Whatever it is, I'm sure it's not as important has what he is currently dealing with."
"One of his friends is in danger; I need to talk to him."
"As the leader of Werites Beacon, Will doesn't have time to listen to the petty needs of his friends. He has to listen to the needs of the people."
Chloe stared at him. She couldn't believe what he was saying. She felt a wave of anger pass through her, but she was able to control it.
"Listen, just tell Raynard that I have a message for him."
"I'm not going to be taking orders from a civilian!"
He took out his sword and pointed it towards her.
"Get back to your house now! Or you might have to get hurt. I have no qualms for hurting civilians."
He started towards her; she began to back away, and while backing away she pulled out her sword.
His eyes widened when she drew her sword. His face began to show hate and rage. He started to sprint towards her, when he got to her he knocked the sword out of her hands. Chloe just stood there, unable to react to the guard's actions. He lifted his sword above his head and was about to strike her down when someone started shouting.
"The hell are you doing Grunion?!"
Chloe looked to see who had said that. There, standing not far away from them was a tall and thin man who had on darker clothes then Grunion. The look of confusion was on his face as he began to make his way towards them.
"Rouland, this civilian here tried to attack me."
The confusion on Rouland's face changed to curiosity.
"She tried to attack you?"
"That's right; she pulled out a damned sword and was going to attack me."
Rouland looked at Chloe. He looked at over for a moment and then looked down at her sword. There was a long silent moment that interrupted when Grunion said, "See her damned sword? Just like I told you she was going to-"
"I don't think she was going to attack you," Rouland said.
His expression changed again this time to doubt. Grunion's expression was that of shock.
"You can't seriously believe that she wasn't going to attack me?"
"Yes Grunion, I can seriously believe that she wasn't attack you."
He turned to Chloe.
"Now, what were you originally here for?"
"I came here to speak with Raynard."
"What is it that you're going to tell him?"
"One of his friends is in danger, and he needs to know about it."
"Very well, I guess we can let you pass."
"Rouland! Do you know how much trouble we're going to be in if it's found out that we allowed a civilian out during curfew?!"
Rouland seemed not to care that much, "Major Stetson let a civilian out just a while ago."
"Major Stetson?"
"Yeah. But anyways, just let her pass."
Grunion grunted but let her pass. Chloe quickly walked pass both of them. She made her way to the door and quietly opened it. When she got into the foyer she heard a collage of arguing voices.
"We need to strike them now-"
"No! We need to wait and-"
"I think maybe we should try for peace-"
Chloe made her way to the next door. She wasn't sure what to do. After some thought she reached for the knob, and opened the door slowly. When the door was fully opened she saw a group of seven or eight men sitting in the living room. They were either looking at maps or arguing amongst themselves. Many of their faces she recognized as the top local merchants of Werites Beacon. She doubted that any of them had any military training.
One of them looked up from the map he was looking at; he was the only one that noticed her.
"What are you doing here?" he said this in a very cold voice. Chloe recognized him as Mr. Ravin, the owner of the doubters' house.
Everyone in the room stopped what they were doing and looked at her. She felt very uncomfortable; she wished someone would do something.
"Chloe? What are you doing here?"
She turned around and was thankful to see Raynard standing there. He had a perplexed look on his face.
"Is something the matter?"
"Yes….It's Coolidge."
"What about him?"
"I think… he is going to do…something."
"Something like what?" Will started to sound worried.
"I think… he is going to commit suicide."
"What!?"
"He kept saying how every thing was his fault and… something about his final hours…."
Will went right to the door and began to go outside. Chloe did the same thing. While she was heading out of the door she could hear worried voices of the merchants in the room. By the time she got outside Will was already turning the corner and that led to the hospital, Chloe started to sprint after him. Both Rouland and Grunion had confused looks on their faces has she passed them. When she did get to the corner Will was nowhere to be seen, so she continued towards the hospital. When she got to the hospital she saw Will beginning to enter it. When Chloe got inside, the hospital was quiet; she didn't hear anything moving, or any clock ticking. Chloe made her way upstairs; she saw a door that was hanging out in the hallway. She walked toward it; horror grew upon her face as she realized that it was Coolidge's room. She walked in front of the doorway and looked in, there was only Raynard standing in the room.
He looked at her with solemn eyes and said, "Chloe, Senel is….gone."
--
There was bright light everywhere. Senel felt as if he was being lifted up. As he descended upwards the light grew brighter and brighter. When he finally stopped the light was so intense that even if he closed his eyes, Senel was still blinded by it. He then felt himself being slowly dropped back down. When his feet hit the ground the light was no longer so prominent. He opened his eyes and looked around. He was in the village, from his memories. Everything was there, the small stream that went through the village, the buildings and the trees were all there. Even the smells and the sounds were the same. Senel looked at one of the buildings; he saw two people by the entrance of it.
Is that Stella and Shirley!?
He started to walk over towards the figures. On his way he began to see other people from the village as well. Little children were running in front of him, men and women talking about the day's occurrences; all of it was the same. As he neared the building he realized something.
That's the house we used to live in.
When he was only a few yards away from the building, he realized he had been right. There standing idly, just a few yards away was Stella and Shirley. They were talking about something, though Senel couldn't make it out. They began to laugh, and after a moment of laughter Stella and Shirley were both about to go inside the building. Senel tried to say something but couldn't. He just stood there watching them.
Shirley was already inside and Stella was too, but then she turned her head in Senel's direction. There was an instant joy on her face when she saw him. She then turned again and said something; Shirley came out almost instantly. There was also a look of extreme joy on her face when she saw him. They both started to motion him to come over to them. Senel felt his feet move forward; he was so close to them, all he could feel was happiness as he made his way towards them. Then Senel began to notice something. The trees, the stream, the buildings, the people, they all began to fade away. The closer he got to them the more things began to fade. By the time he had reached Stella and Shirley, they were the only things remaining. Shirley was the only one aware of what was going on. Stella was still oblivious to what was happening to her surroundings.
Stella started to talk to him, her face still didn't change expression, but Shirley's did. Her face had a mixture of worry and anger. Senel was too busy looking at Shirley's expression to realize what Stella was doing. She had taken him by the arm and was staring to bring him to where their home used to be. He only started to notice when he felt a pulling on his arm. He looked up; Stella was getting closer to the entrance when she stopped suddenly. Her face quickly changed from joy to panic, then to horror. Senel saw what was wrong; Stella was starting to fade away. She began to have a look of someone who is screaming, but Senel couldn't hear her. Her arms and her legs were starting to disappear; Senel didn't know what to do, so he looked for Shirley for help. To his surprise she was wearing the same clothes he had seen her wearing when she told him about committing suicide. He tried to talk but he no words came out. He was beginning to feel afraid, he didn't know how to help Stella, and if he didn't hurry she would-
No…..
There in front of him were the remains of Stella only her head was left. She was still screaming though, he saw her fade more and more. He turned back to Shirley, who had no expression on her face. He started to scream at her for not helping, he-
"Senel."
Senel was shocked to hear Shirley.
"Senel, you failed."
Senel began to hear screaming. He could hear Stella screaming for him, for him to help. He couldn't do anything at all. After a minute of standing there, his back turned to Stella her screams subsided. He looked at Shirley, she was the only person left besides him.
"Shirley….why did this happen?"
"I already told you Senel, you failed."
Senel suddenly realized what she meant.
"But-But I jumped off the cliff… it should have-"
"But it didn't Senel."
Senel was sure it would have killed him, he was so sure.
"Senel, I don't want you to leave."
"Shirley…..I don't want to try to kill myself again…."
"That's okay, Senel."
Senel was surprised at what he heard. He thought she would be angry.
"Why?"
"Because I'll kill."
She put her hand to her side and lifted a sword out; Senel knew she didn't have that when he met her. She stepped forward, while doing so she drew her sword. Senel began to back away, not sure of what to do. Shirley ran towards him faster than Senel had anticipated. For some reason he stopped and put his arms over his face, he heard her run up to him, and then felt a horrible pain in his left arm. He looked down, blood was gushing out of his left arm. The pain was so immense; it hurt him to move it. He slowly moved it down to his side, where it hung limply. He looked to see Shirley standing in front of him, holding a sword with his blood on it. He watched the blood dripping off the edge and when it hit the ground something happened. The ground seemed to absorb it, and then the whole entire ground turned the color of his blood.
Shirley was only a couple of feet away from him; he knew he had to get out of the way. He looked up at Shirley; she raised the sword again and started to charge towards him. He smoothly dodged her attack. While his left arm moved from his side, the pain it caused was tremendous. Senel put his right arm over his left to keep it from moving again. He knew what he had to do. He stood where he was and braced himself for another one of Shirley's attacks. He carefully let go of his left arm, and with his right hand free he curled it up into a fist. Shirley came running again, this time faster then before. She raised her sword high; she was going to deliver the finishing blow this time, he could tell.
When she got to him Senel moved out of the way. He heard a whistling sound go past him as he raised his arm and punched Shirley in the face. But when he punched her something was not right, it felt like he was punching glass. When he put his hand back to his side Shirley moved her head down so fast Senel couldn't see the damage he had done. Then something dropped onto the ground, Senel looked down to see a shiny piece of glass. He looked back up at Shirley she was looking back. Senel wished he had never looked up. Shirley's face had cracks on it; the spot where he punched her at had a large dent. Shirley began to step forward, the closer she got to him the more her face began to crack, and then Senel noticed it was not just her face cracking, but her whole body. Cracks were on her arms, her legs, and her hair.
When she got about three feet from Senel she stopped. Senel was looking into her cracking eyes. They showed nothing. Realizing that she was trying to kill him Senel looked down, to see why. Her sword was gone. More pieces began to fall off of Shirley. Senel looked up to see why; it looked like she was trying to smile.
"Senel," said Shirley in a voice that sounded demented.
"Yes," Senel began to back away from Shirley.
"If you don't want to be forgiven it's okay."
"Shirley, I-"
"Senel, since you refuse forgiveness you must go back."
"Go back where?"
"Back outside of the light."
Her body began to shake; pieces soon began to fall off of her. Within a matter of seconds her body was a pile of glass on the floor that was the same color as Senel's blood. The pile began to fade away, as did the floor. Soon Senel saw nothing, felt nothing, but he did still feel the pain in his arm. He continued to feel the pain as he slowly began to fade away himself.
--
Chloe felt the same feeling she had felt when Coolidge was thanking her for staying with him. But now it was more intense. She was finding it hard to breathe and was beginning to shake. It was difficult to keep these things hidden while she and the search party were looking for Coolidge. They had quickly organized the party as soon as they returned from the hospital. The group was twenty all together, including Will and herself. Will ordered the group to search everywhere, both in and outside of the city. They began at six thirty and it was currently ten o'clock. No one they asked seemed to have seen Coolidge at all; very few actually knew who he even was. Will called for a break fifteen minutes ago; they would be starting again soon. They took their break at Will's house. many of them like Chloe were just sitting around, doing nothing. She was sitting on the stoop of Will' house. The only thing she could do was looking out into the street at one of the guards; Chloe thought his name was Rouland. He was just standing there doing nothing; he looked very bored. She got up and began to walk over to him.
He noticed her walking towards him and said, "Hello."
"Hello," she said back.
They were quiet for a moment when Rouland said, "Have you had any luck with the search party?"
"We haven't had any luck; we're going to try to look outside of the city soon."
"Well you better be careful, with those crazed assed Radiant here who knows what might happen."
"Yeah…."
More silence ensued, but Rouland again broke it.
"What does the guy look like?"
"Well….He has white hair and a tan. He was wearing white clothes too and-"
"I've seen that guy."
"Really?"
"Yeah, he was asking to go the injured."
"When?"
"A couple of hours ago…"
Hope spread through every inch of Chloe's body. She went right off towards the inn without saying another word to Rouland. It took her less then two minutes to get to the inn. But when she got there the inn was completely dark; Chloe felt her hopes dashed, but she was able to recover them after remembering that the inn had a basement. She walked across the lawn and stood in front of the door leading to the basement. She opened it slowly and stepped inside. The basement was dimly lit; Chloe could hear people talking in whispers and footsteps at the bottom of the stairs. She walked down them and stepped into a large room with tables and chairs everywhere. People were spread out in the room, many were sitting in chairs or on tables, but some were simply lying on the ground. They all looked tired and depressed; they were either asleep or looking down, lost in thought. Chloe felt overwhelmed by the melancholy of the scene and really wanted to get out of there as fast as she could. She walked over to the nearest person, a young man that looked to be about his mid twenties.
"Ex-Excuse me."
The man looked up at her with sad eyes. His shirt was stained with blood, and was ripped in several places.
"Yes?"
"I'm looking for someone."
"Who?"
"His name is Senel Coolidge."
"Senel Coolidge…I don't know that name."
Chloe felt her hopes dashed again, and she began to feel the pain in her stomach again. The young man saw this pain; he tried to think of something to make it stop.
"Maybe…maybe someone else here knows him."
He turned around in his chair and called out, "Does any one here know someone by the name of Senel Coolidge?"
There was dead silence.
He turned back to her and said with a sorrowful voice, "Sorry."
A door in the distance flew open and someone shouted down the flight of stairs on the other side of the room, "Hey! One is close to dying!"
The room instantly became alive; everyone now got up and started to sprint towards the stairwell. The man she had been talking to stood right up and began screaming, "We can't let this one die! If we do they'll be the fifth! Someone call Alcott, we need him back!"
Then he too ran to the door, he was the last one to leave. Chloe was left standing in the melancholy room having the feeling of all her hope drain out of her. She walked to the stairs and began to think of where Coolidge could be. The only place she could think of was outside of Werites Beacon, but where outside of Werites Beacon? She opened up the door and walked out onto the front lawn.
He could be anywhere…..
"Why is the drawbridge down?"
Chloe turned to where the noise came from and saw a child and a militiaman talking. The militiaman looked very annoyed and angry with the child as he listened to his explanation.
"I was tricked ya see, and there was these guys and-"
"Shut up!"
The kid looked hurt at the statement but didn't say anything.
"You fell asleep didn't you?"
The child still didn't respond.
"I told you, you were too young for this, but you said you were old enough to handle the job, so I let you do it and now look at this!"
The child was beginning to cry. The militiaman looked kind of sad that he made him cry. And he said in a less intense voice, "Listen, it doesn't appear that any one has gotten through the gate ether way, so I guess I can let you off with a warning."
The child's tears subsided; the man then told the kid they had to go. They both walked off towards Raynard's house. Chloe just stood there; she knew who had opened the drawbridge. She walked back towards Will's house as well. The sun began to rise over Werites Beacon, putting light on everything, seeming too suggest that there will be hope for Werites Beacon, but Chloe somehow doubted that. The front lawn of Raynard's house was full of militiamen; they were all standing and listening to their day's schedule. When Will finished speaking they all left for their designated area. Chloe pushed her way through the crowd and made her way to Raynard, who was standing on a makeshift pedestal.
"Raynard, I need to tell you something."
He looked down at her with tired eyes and sayed, "What is it?"
"I think Coolidge is outside of Werites Beacon."
"I see. Well, I'll send men out to look for him."
"I want to go too."
"Chloe, you look tired, I want you to get some sleep."
"But I need to look for Coolidge!"
"You can do that later, listen, there is a vacant house not to far way from here, and I've already sent someone to get things ready for you so all you have to do is just get some sleep."
"But!"
"Go, Chloe."
Chloe saw she wasn't going to get her way so she stood listening to Raynard about where the house was and started off for it. It didn't take her long to get to the house. When she went inside she found it was a one-room house with only a kitchen, a small bedroom, and a large meeting area. She walked up the steps to see a trundle bed laid out for her by the window. She took off her shoes, her sword, and her beret and got in beneath the covers of the bed. After just a minute of closing her eyes Chloe fell asleep.
--
Chloe woke up to a knock on the door. She got her things on and went downstairs to answer it. But before she could get to answer it, the door opened and the child she saw by the drawbridge came in.
"Sorry to come barging in."
"That's alright."
"I got a message for you."
"Really? From who?"
"From Will."
"What is it?"
"He wants you to meet him at Port-on-Rage at four o'clock."
"What time is it?"
"It's about three thirty."
"What! I only have a half an hour to get there!"
"Yup."
"Why didn't you come sooner?"
The boy just shrugged and walked out the door. Chloe went out the door as well. She ran out into the street, she found that it was so different then what it looked like yesterday. There were hardly any people out. Most of them were militiamen. They were standing at every corner watching the few civilians making their way from store to store. After another moment of looking around, Chloe started to run again. She knew it took at least twenty minutes from Werites Beacon to Port-on-Rage by foot; she couldn't be distracted by anything. As she neared the drawbridge she saw it was open. She ran through it, and hoped she wouldn't have to run into any monsters on her way there. But she didn't even see any sign of a monster, which she was grateful for. When she got there she looked at the clock by an office. It read three fifty five. She started looked around, there was a ship docked at the port with people coming off of it. She spotted Raynard at the bottom of the unloading ramp for the ship and walked down to him.
"Raynard, why did you call me down?"
Raynard didn't look at her; instead he kept looking at the top of the unloading ramp.
"Well?"
"Senel is onboard that ship."
Chloe felt a happiness that she had never felt before come over her.
"He-He really is!"
"Yes."
"How do you know he is?"
"I received word that this ship picked up a person with white hair on its way here, and since this is the only ship that will be coming to the Legacy for the next month I assume that he is on this one."
Chloe didn't ask any more questions, she too like Raynard was watching the top of the unloading ramp. Finally, after about five minutes of waiting, two men caring a stretcher came down the loading ramp. On the stretcher was Coolidge. Chloe gasped at the condition of him. He had bandages that were soaked with blood everywhere on his body; his left arm was the worst though. It looked like someone had taken a sword and slashed his arm open. When they got down to the bottom of the ramp they said that they didn't have enough bandages to cover up the wound on his left arm.
After some talking Raynard finally got around to the question they both wanted to know, how did they find him? They both looked at each other and said that they found him in-between the cracks of rocks at the bottom of a cliff.
So he did try to take his life…..
They said they found him in very bad condition. His whole body was cut from the rocks, and that it took them hours to bandage him. Then they asked Raynard where they should put Coolidge. Raynard pointed to a small cart on the other side of the dock. The two men ran over to it and dumped Coolidge's body as if it was nothing more than a sack. They then ran back to Raynard, he gave them both some Gald and told them to tell their captain that he said thank you. Both of them went back onto their ship and Raynard and Chloe turned to go back to Werites Beacon. The cart had already started ahead of them so they both were alone on their way back.
They just left when Raynard said, "Chloe I have a favor to ask you."
"What is it?"
"Can you watch over Senel?"
"What?"
"I don't know if Senel is going to try to hurt himself again. So I want someone looking after him."
"Sure, I can do that."
"There is another thing to. I want you to try to help Senel get over his current state."
Helping Coolidge….
"I'm sure he could use someone to help him get out of his state, and I think you would be very good for the job."
"Really? How?"
"Well, you've both lost someone you care about, so maybe you can try to help Senel the same way you helped yourself."
"You know what happened to my…."
"Yes, I know your mother was killed by a bandit but you and your father survived."
"That was a hard time for my father and I…"
"I'm sorry; I didn't mean to upset you."
"No, it's okay."
They were silent the rest of the way back. Chloe could sometimes see the cart in front of them, but besides that there was nothing else out on the road. Chloe kept thinking back to her mother, she remembered how she would take revenge for her mother's death. And how she was angry at her father for not wanting to take revenge with her. He thought it was best to let it pass; she couldn't believe he had said that. Chloe thought back then that her father didn't care about his wife's death, and still to this day she still feels that he doesn't care.
They were at the gates now; the sun was beginning to set. As they walked through the main street they heard bells indicating the start of the curfew. Raynard walked all the way to the hospital with her and then said his good byes. She helped a hospital attendant carry Coolidge's body back to his room and they laid him down on his bed. The attendant then told her that they would bring in alcohol and bandages for Coolidge's arm as soon as they could. She sat down on the chair and watched him; just then she realized how sleepy she was. She began to nod off and within a couple of minutes she fell asleep.
--
Chloe woke up to the sound of moaning. She looked around, the room was dark, but she could see Coolidge moving around in his bed. She got up and walked towards him. Chloe could see that they had bandaged up Coolidge's left arm. He kept moving around, mumbling things that she couldn't make out. He looked very distressed, but she didn't know how she could help him. Since she couldn't think of anything she went back to the chair and sat down. Just as she was sitting down Coolidge sat up and looked around wildly.
When he saw Chloe he calmed down. He went back to lying down, and didn't say a word to her.
"Uh, Coolidge, are you alright?"
"Yeah."
Chloe wasn't sure what to do, so she asked him, "Do you need anything?"
"No, I'm fine."
"Okay."
There was silence; Chloe felt very awkward being in the room with Coolidge. She really hoped that something would happen to break the awkwardness.
"Chloe."
"Y-Yes?"
"I failed."
"Coolidge, it isn't your fault th-"
"Yes it is! It's my entire fault; if I had acted quicker I could have saved her."
"Coolidge…"
"If I had saved her this war wouldn't have happened! But no, I didn't save her…"
There was more silence after that. Neither of them talked for a long time. Chloe's awkwardness was replaced by fear. She feared she wouldn't be able to help Coolidge.
"Shirley told me to."
"Told you to do what?"
"To kill myself."
Chloe was shocked to hear that. From what she heard, Shirley was supposed to be a kind-hearted person. That didn't sound like something a kind-hearted person would say.
"Coolidge, I don't think Shirley would ever tell you to-"
"But she did. She told me that if I killed myself that Stella and her would forgive me for failing them."
He fully believes that she told him to do it. I might not be able to help him.
"But I failed to kill myself, and they refused to forgive me."
"Coolidge, you're not going to try to kill yourself again, right?"
"Yeah, and even if I did successfully do it they still wouldn't forgive me."
That made her feel better.
Coolidge didn't say anything after that. Chloe could hear his breathing slow down. He was asleep. She too began to fall asleep. When she woke up, sunlight was filtering through the shades and into the room. She got up and stretched; her back was very stiff from sleeping on a chair. While she stretched she looked down at Coolidge, he looked so peaceful with the light on him. She walked over to him and looked down. He looked so very peaceful. Coolidge seemed to realize in his sleep that someone was standing over him and began to wake up. She stepped back and waited for him to get up. When he was fully awake he leaned up and looked towards her. His expression was very morbid.
"Good morning, Coolidge."
"Good morning."
There was a pause; Chloe wasn't sure what to say.
"Were you sleeping here last night?"
"Uh, yeah," Chloe seemed embarrassed to admit that.
"Chloe, what is it you want?"
She wasn't prepared to answer that question, so she tried her best to think of an excuse.
"I uh, just wanted to make sure you were safe. That's all."
Coolidge didn't respond. Instead, he began to get out of bed and walk towards the door.
"Coolidge, where are you going?"
'I'm going out."
'You're not strong enough; please, go back to your bed and rest."
"No."
He opened the door and began to walk down the hallway. Chloe went after him trying to persuade him to go back into his room.
"Coolidge please, go back to your-"
"I said no!"
Chloe felt that she would never be able to persuade him. So she decided she would just go with him. They made their way out of the hospital and began to walk the streets. The wounds that Coolidge had didn't seem to impair his walking at all. They walked around aimlessly. They went to the stores first, then the plaza and then to the residential area. During the whole walk so far Coolidge didn't talk once, he just kept staring at things with a morbid look on his face. On their way back to the hospital Coolidge stopped suddenly; he was looking at a path that lead to the cemetery.
After a moment of staring, Coolidge said, "This leads to the cemetery, right?"
"Yes."
"Can we go there?"
"Uh, sure, if you want to."
He began to walk to the cemetery. When they got to the cemetery Coolidge walked in front of every gravestone; Chloe just stood there and watched him. After inspecting all of the gravestones Coolidge came back to her with an expression of melancholic look on his face.
"I didn't see a grave marker for Shirley."
"Um, we never got around to making one…"
"Because of the recent events?'
"Yes."
"But uh, we can make one for her if you want."
"If you could, I would like a place where I can go and pay my respects. I miss her so much…"
Chloe was surprised to hear that from him. If what Coolidge said was true, then that means that it was Shirley's fault that he tried to commit suicide. But he was still willing to love her through that.
He must have really loved her.
"You know what Coolidge, I'm going to talk to Raynard about this the next time I see him."
"Thanks, Chloe." His voice seemed to be in a less of a depressing mood then before.
I'm not sure when I'll be able to add Chapter 4.
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