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A legend to help out when reading…
"Hello" – Talking
Memories are to cherish forever. - Flashbacks
'Hello,' – Thinking, Announcements (on radio, PA, etc.)
"To be or Not To be," – Quotes (will appear at the beginning of chapters)
Any word that is in Italic – Empathize the word
God send me an angel, From the heavens above – Lyrics or a letter/note, e-mails, text messages, posters (Their BOLD AND ITALIC)
Chapter Twenty-two: Blood Trillium
"He knew what he has done; now he has responsibilities. Not only to train her but guide her with his protection under the clan's orders."
He wept in tears, as he held her close and tightly. His hands shaking of the deed he has done.
He killed her…even though he knew that it was the process of her to be one of them.
Brooklyn gaze at the limp body of Jess, her body temperature was cold, due to the fact that her heart no longer beating blood throughout her body. Her face looks like she was sleeping as he remember the night that he comfort her to sleep after his secret was known to her and she was save by those thugs. She looks like an angel sleeping, and was lovely even when death have took her away from him.
His ears perked as he heard footsteps behind him. As well as something being dragged on the ground.
The sounds stop as he senses that whoever or what it was, it is right behind him.
"Brooklyn," came a voice that Brooklyn recognize instantly; his friend Garland.
Brooklyn immediately stands up, to face Garland. He held Jess bridal style, as Garland notices this. Brooklyn too notices that a dead human Garland had held on one hand, and recognizes him instantly.
'It's that Oliver character that Jess, once dated,' Brooklyn thought.
"You know you were close to being caught doing that, if I weren't here looking for you," Garland explained to Brooklyn.
"I would have seen if anybody was there; but I have and I didn't do anything because I was busy with a little something that can't be done twice to the same person," Brooklyn responded.
"But why are you doing this to a girl you don't know?!" exclaimed Garland. His face with some sense of anger change into confusion as something hit him. "Brooklyn, is there something that you have between her and you?"
"Now it's not a good time," Brooklyn explained, "We need to get her to a place safe, with less people around, and blood."
"Blood?" Garland asked dumb fully.
"Yes, didn't you remember once you change the first thing in your mind is drinking it?"
"Oh, whoops."
"Garland I need you to find some blood and meet me somewhere before she wakes up, in the mean time do you know a good place to let her rest, and not a lot of people will be involved?"
"I thought I saw a motel, near by. Although the motel looks new, doesn't serve a lot of people."
"Thanks, meet me there once you get the blood."
Brooklyn began to run, still holding the dead Jess in his arms. He manages to jump onto a building in search for the closest motel.
Garland watch to where Brooklyn was on top of the build, even after he was gone in sight from a humans view.
"There must be something between Brooklyn and that girl, could be a possible reason why he change her."
It was the same as always for the security guard, working at the hospital security every night for his work shift. Wearing the same uniform every night, and on his chest shows a tag with the name Charles. He opens the door to be greeted by another security guard working there too; wearing the same uniform and a tag, this time with the name Andrew. They were in a room with a bunch of small TVs; use to look at the areas that cameras are displayed in the hospital.
"Hey, I'll be back with a cup of coffee," said Andrew who was sitting, but stand up and headed to the door, "Do you want a cup of coffee?"
"Yes please," Charles replied, "I would need it for the night as always."
Andrew left the room as he closed to door to head to the local café shop outside of the hospital, to be able to get some coffee.
Charles sat down on the other chair as he places a small snack box on the table, and began looking at the TVs of the hospital in ever view that the camera displayed.
It was the same view as always, and nothing really much happens here; besides emergencies of patients close to death. Doctors come and go with clipboards of data shown of the patient conditions. Nurses hurried to one room to the next to treat and getting things that the patient is needed. Although the TVs didn't provide sounds he could imagine the patients complain, ordered, screaming, and moaning in pain; especially for the new mothers in labor.
Every few seconds he would take one glimpse of on of the few TVs then the next to see if any is not following through the hospital rules.
"What the...?"
He gazes at one of the TVs displayed to him as the camera use to film it right now was used for looking at a hallway thought patient's rooms. Displayed on the screen was a blood bag; it was floating. No one was holding it, it was thin air and the blood bag was moving down the hallway.
The blood bag vanishes in the screen; as he hurried out of his seat to find his partner for the night shift.
His partner was down the hallway carrying two cups of coffee in his hands, as he carries it down to the room where they would be watching the hospital at.
"Andrew!" he called, "You have got to see this. I saw a blood bag floating. No one was carrying the blood back down the hallway.
He grabbed his buddy, to the room and pointed his finger at the TVs. Andrew look at every television displayed in the hospital, but none show a floating blood bag.
"Are you okay?"
"Yes, and I'm serious! I saw a blood bag with no one holding it, floating!"
His buddy didn't much believe him one bit.
"Man, you should cut off the caffeine."
'It's working,' he thought, 'she's going to be okay.'
Brooklyn was sitting on the edge of a bed where Jess lay on it. The room of the motel he had booked in was plain but good since not a lot of people were here as Garland has explained to him. The room had a bedroom, and a bathroom only; both had pale yellow walls.
The bedroom had two twin beds as one was occupied by Jess who was sleeping on it. The beds were neat and tidy with dark brown sheets, and white pillows. In between the two bed were a bed-side table where a lamp was lit and on top of the table's surface. It was dimmed, but bright enough to see the whole room, and unnoticed from the outside.
Jess, who lay asleep, had all of the wounds; from the stabbing to the puncture marks from Brooklyn's fangs were fully healed, though it was healed before Brooklyn booked a room for them. The pale skin was shown, as well as the unnatural beauty; that all vampires received as one of the few gifts given to them.
Her silent breathing was there, as her chest rise and fall, though a vampire had unlimited breathing through the lungs, but her heart no longer beats as before, since a vampire is the undead.
He gently strokes her cheek, without her moving from the reaction of her touch him. Eventually she will wake up, and must have her first drink of blood. With that out of the way, she will be ready to go where she will stay for eternity; Blood Trillium.
Brooklyn got up, after he was kneeling beside the bed, keeping an eye on Jess for some time. He took a few steps to the bathroom and closed the door silently, as the sound of water was made. He was using the sink to wash his hands and face.
In the depths of Jess's mind and dreams, images came in her mind. Images that a few she remember, but the rest weren't hers.
Her images that she remember, was Ian stabbing her after she risked her life to save Brooklyn, since the stabbing was meant for him. Then way before that was her and Brooklyn on their first kiss at the abandon cathedral in the middle of the forest. Some show them on their dates, both of them enjoying the moment. Many flashes came to her such as, attending her school in Japan, her family, and some childhood memories. The memories of her life were full of love, happiness, sorrow and pain.
Follow by her memories of her life, the images that didn't belong were in the dark mysteries she didn't get. She could hear the sounds of people dieing from people who she believed she was viewing in their eyes. People who are fooled, and killed and in the person's view she was in, this person was responsible for it, this person is a vampire. She hears many voices unknown to her. These images have shown pain, darkness, and so many deaths. One image has shown red hot flames and a girl screaming as if she was burned to death.
Jess couldn't handle this any more… but before she tried to wake herself up from this nightmare; a scene came to her a room as if it was a throne room in her view, and a voice sinister like in her view, and a silhouette of a person saying, 'you are now a member of Blood Trillium. You are now a vampire'. The silhouette of the person had pure red eyes; like a demon.
Her scream rang out to reality as she woken up by the spells of her nightmares and dreams, her eyes in fear and pain. As she woke up she got up so that she was sitting up with her legs stretch out. Her arms supported her upper body from the bed she laid, but she thought that she had lay on the ground outside.
Getting out of the bed, she looks at her surroundings, wondering how she had been here. Then it occurred to her. She remembered being stabbed by Ian on her stomach, so, she check to see the wounds on her stomach. Noticing that the lower part of her halter-top was torn to the center up until above the belly button, no scars or wounds appear on it.
'Where are the wounds?' she thought, 'I knew I was stabbed, I remember it, but why aren't they here?'
It was then that when she saw her hands she saw them pale, and not her actual tone. She raises her hands above the chest to examine them from the back to the palm of her hand. She too recognized her arms were pale as well. Pale, like the snow in the winter time.
Then a thought came to her mind, 'Brooklyn!'
Jess remembered just before she died, Brooklyn offer her to save her life. It did work, but there was something she remembers that made her gotten into shock. She returns to life once more, however she was no longer a human.
Her jaw dropped slightly into shock, as she covers her mouth with her hands.
'Am I…what Brooklyn is?'
To make sure that this wasn't real, with the tips of her index finger, she gently touches the tips of her front top teeth. Touching the incisors tips, and then her canines' tooth, she felt something sharp at the tip of her canine tooth, but notices that it was a bit longer than her other teeth. Fangs...
She was one of them… a vampire.
She couldn't believe it; tears almost form and shed out of her crystal-blue eyes.
"No… No. No!!" she yelled as she covers her face and going down to her knees, as she cried. Tears of sadness had shown as she now know that she will never see her family or her friends again…in the daylight. That she has to take lives away to drink the crimson liquid to keep her immortal for the many years she'll live.
The sounds of her cry caught Brooklyn's attention from the bathroom as he opens the door to see Jess weeping on the floor.
He rushes to her, going down to his knees and gently wrapping his arms around her. Jess was startled that someone was in the room with her, but when she took a look on the person's face, she felt safe, though crying when she saw Brooklyn's ocean eyes.
She buried her face on his chest crying, as Brooklyn rubs her back for comfort.
"It's alright, Jess," he said fondly.
"Brooklyn, I'm not feeling okay," she answered, "My family and friends will worried about me. And I can't no longer be in the daylight, or ever see them again, or even be able to graduate and being an adult."
"Jess," he said as he kiss the top of her head, "I'll be with you, don't forget that if you were to die then, it makes everyone sad including me, but what you have done, although sadness will bring to those close to you, at least one will be happy that you are safe and alive."
Eventually, Jess stop with the tears and sobbing, but didn't say anything at all to Brooklyn. Her face was in pain, and sorrow, even with the tears gone for now.
Brooklyn got up, as did the same and follow him since she was holding her in his arms. He guided her to the bed, both sat at the edge, and Brooklyn comfort her some more, trying to relax her more to feel comfortable.
"Jess, what we have done, we cannot change the past. That's why we must move on through the present and future."
"Brooklyn," Jess said, wanting to change the subject, "I had dreams of my memories previously and long ago when I was back in Canada. But there were others that seemed like a nightmare, but it felt so real. I heard people dying, everything was dark, and one I saw a girl; couldn't tell how she looks like, but she was burn alive in front of so many vampires chanting her death. Is this normal?"
"Apparently, those things that you saw are memories of my past, and Boris's. The memories are passing down to fledglings; those who just change into a vampire, by the blood from those who have change the person into a vampire."
"Boris?"
"He's too a vampire; but an elder of a clan named Blood Trillium. I and now you belong to this clan in which he rules, and one of the few clans in Japan. And to indicate if a vampire belongs to a clan is a tattoo that symbols the clan's name."
With that he touches Jess's right hand and show the back of her wrist, a tattoo of a very faint red trillium. For something to be very faint Jess could see it very well. Then Brooklyn rolls his sleeve up to expose his wrist to show her the tattoo he had as well. It was the same as hers, but his was more clear and darker, and she could see small vines spreading away from the flower by a few centimeters.
Then Brooklyn explained, "This is the tattoo that we belong to Blood Trillium, and this tattoo is engraved to us for the rest of our immortality."
Jess has withdrawn her hand slowly away from Brooklyn to look at the tattoo on her wrist. It will be engraved in her skin for eternity.
She broke the trance from her tattoo, to look at the door, which someone had knocked a few times.
"Who is it?" asked Brooklyn.
"Garland," the voice from the other side of the door replied.
"Come in."
The door opens for Jess to see a boy around eighteen, nineteen most. He had a very-pale blue hair, icy blue eyes and a tan complexion. He carried a bag that had red liquid; blood. Garland was wearing a dark-green sleeveless shirt that fit his muscular, black pants, orange fingerless-gloves and running shoes.
"Here's the blood Brooklyn," he said as he tosses the bag to him. Brooklyn caught it and replied thanks before he went into the bathroom and then later came back with a glass of the crimson liquid. He sat beside Jess, as he handed to her; she accepted the cup but didn't drink it.
Jess knew in the back of her mind she was thirsty; hungry for this blood, but the other side of her told her not to since it's blood from someone who either was in need of it to live or died since their blood was no longer in their body.
"I-I can't Brooklyn," Jess replied, "I can't drink this."
"Jess you must drink it."
"Please Brooklyn; I can't handle drinking blood from someone who has died or in need of it than me."
"Jess as a fledgling, when you wake up from the dead you must have to drink blood for the first time before two things can happen; either you die instantly or become a rogue monster and kill many innocents since you hunger can control you. Are you going to risk to then kill more innocents to receive the blood needed, or drink this now and although you drink a dead human indirectly, at least you killed one than many."
'He has a good point,' she thought, 'But I can't help it to think of the people whose blood are gone because of me, being a vampire. God, I am sorry for what I have done.'
Jess hesitated at first to place the cup on her lips, but eventually the rim of the glass cup touch her lips. After a few seconds, she tilts the cup up for the blood to go into her mouth and travel to her throat and then her stomach.
The taste of copper-flavored blood, was disgusting to Jess's view, but none of less her other side is telling her to drink more of it. The taste of it made Jess drank more of the blood than one simple drop of it. Her stomach in hunger began to fade away by the time Jess drank the cup completely.
With the empty cup that was little remaining of blood; not enough to drink, she handed to Brooklyn.
Brooklyn place the cup aside from the bedside table, he hugged Jess and comfort her.
"Jess," he said, his voice as a whisper, and he knew Garland would here this and witness what he was doing, "You did the right thing, but please, this is not your fault, it's mine."
Jess look up to him and asked, "Why are you saying that Brooklyn?"
"Because, it was my night to hunt and I completely forgot. If it weren't for me to forget, I would have been enjoying my time with you. So, you won't have to wait for me outside and get you touched from some possessive bastard that wants you."
"That reminds me," Garland said, joining in, "I was looking for you because Boris was taking the whole clan out on a massive hunt. Some new tourists came from different countries to enjoy a festival, and Boris thought it was an opportunity to feast together as a clan."
The words Garland said, made Jess frighten. She pushes herself closely to Brooklyn and Garland saw this. He ignores the gesture made by Jess as he continues his story.
"Boris sent me to look for you, but he wanted to speak to you as of why you weren't with them at the hunt."
Brooklyn stare at Garland before he gaze his eyes on Jess; this will be her first time going to Blood Trillium, as well the only place that will accept her for who she is now. A place in which she can sleep from the sun and be awake by daylight, food; blood will be provided to her and many other vampires. She'll be safe there, like he have felt during his twenty years of being a fledgling after being changed by Boris for so many years.
"Jess, are you ready to go?" he asked.
Jess look up to him and nodded, though she felt uncomfortable and nervous for what is soon to come to her.
"Then let's go."
The building that was made for the Blood Trillium vampires was old. The concrete walls and it seemed to be abandon for many years, untouched by the humans. The gates creaked as Brooklyn open one of the gate doors. As Jess, Garland and Brooklyn got in the property of the building. Brooklyn closed it making the sound of metal hitting metal.
They walk along the dark path toward the building, as Jess looks at the wild plants growing over the dead ones that never been removed ever. She gazes at the building and notices that vines crept on the walls of it, making it look old, as well she notices some flowers bloom in the vines.
Reaching to the steps, Jess wondered what the inside of the building look like in her view; thinking for one simple thing that there would be vampires, and maybe seeing old traditional things that Jess would have to be accustomed to.
The knocking of hard wood brought Jess back, as she notices Brooklyn was the one responsible for making the sound. They were at the front of the door of the building; it was pretty big and in fact two doors and it a few seconds later that the door was open by someone. The person was around the mid twenties who was a male with brown hair and hazel eyes.
He gazes at Brooklyn and Garland and allow them to come in but when Jess was about to step in he extended his arm out to prevent Jess going further.
"Don't worry, she now one of us," Brooklyn explained.
"But lets see the tattoo if she really on of us," the male vampire said as he gazes at Jess.
She, nervously show her right wrist in which it was where the tattoo is and show it to him. He looked at it for a while till he spoke, "You may go in fledgling."
She hurried up to Brooklyn, as he notices that Jess was getting nervous by the second, so, he held her hand and respond to her, "Stay close with me."
Garland, Brooklyn and Jess walked down the hallway of the entrance; as Jess have noted that the hallway was dark, and for some odd reason she could see everything without any light source to help out.
Then they made it to another set of doors, but this time it was normal size. Garland and Brooklyn open both sides, as Jess got a good look at the room in front of her very eyes.
It was a huge parlor room, with the walls of it in a mahogany color. There were tables and chairs made of dark wood, along with crimson sofas. As she gaze around herself there was a stairwell leading to the second floor as it was attach to the catwalk that lead to a hall with rows of doors. There were many hallways in the parlor, as Jess noted some girls going in and out of one hallway to the right as well as the boys at the other hallway to the left. There were two more hallways, but it was unknown to Jess where it leads to.
Her eyes scan at the people that were in the room. Males and females who are young and old; latest is late thirties. All of them are pale, except for those whom she guesses their background was from Africa or from South Asia, with the unnatural beauty and flawless features of their appearance. They were vampires, just like her.
And somehow the males and females were a bit separated and spilt up. There were a group of males who talk, making and laughing jokes. The females too talk on the opposite side, sitting on couches or standing up and socializing. She notices some were smoking, as females smoke with long cigarette holders, and the males simply hold the simple cigarettes in their hands. But the most common thing she saw was that some have cups, glasses of a red liquid; blood. Some drank from it, while others left it there until they wanted to drink more.
It was then that Jess, felt being pulled forward, and as she realized Brooklyn was in hold of her. His hand and in grasp of her arm, but not hard to hurt her, noting that he have been keeping her close to him when they were passing down the parlor. They walk pass through and she didn't recognize some the many vampires were glaring at her; she was new. Some of their eyes gaze darkly, while some stare at boredom or curious on how the new fledgling will act.
Brooklyn, Jess, and Garland, headed to one of the hallways unknown to Jess, away from where they entered, as they pass down door and doors of the hallways. All of the hallways were dark. It was about three to four doors that they pass through; seeing the wall were the same color of mahogany, just like the parlor room. The walls had paintings from old traditional times from the 1500's to the 1900's, and when they reached to the final hallways, there were shelves to replace the traditional paintings of hypnotic colors. On the shelves are jars of blood, untouched as the jars were covered in ancient dusts and cobwebs.
They came to a halt in front of tall double doors, made of wood and are carved in beautiful markings, coated in black shade. What ever was behind those doors, it seemed to be important for fledglings to go in Jess's view.
Garland, open one of the doors, as Brooklyn and Jess took a few steps in. But before the completely got in Brooklyn said to Garland, "Thanks for helping me out."
Brooklyn and Jess enters in the room and after a few steps the door were shut closed leaving a cold breeze past by Brooklyn and Jess. She felt the shiver of coldness the most since wearing without any sleeves at all. The sound of the door shut caught attention to some of the vampire's attention to whom has entered in.
Having a quick glimpse of the room, Jess realize it must be the throne room, after all, she saw a grand chair on the raised dais and someone sat on it, indicating that it must be the elder Boris, the one Brooklyn mention to her when they were back at the motel. She saw blood-red curtains hung along the walls covering what ever is behind it, the floor was made in tiles of soft pale beige color, marbled and clean. As if to see closely, you can see your reflection on it. The room was huge, and thinking it must be huge since she saw vampires stopping what seemed to be practicing with weapons like swords and bo-staffs. All of the fighters were males; not a single female in sight.
There were stone columns as well that was attach to the ceilings and floors, two on each side of the throne and the dais. It was then that she notices there were catwalks with a door on each catwalk, and two boxes, one on each side, looking like the ones in the movie The Phantom of The Opera. Then she realize at both ends of the throne room, away from the throne was two doors; one on each side. It was unknown for where it would lead to, and Jess didn't want to know until then.
This was the first time Jess will be in this room, as well as meeting Boris. Same thing happened to Brooklyn when he was a fledgling long ago.
He motions Jess to come with him, even though he was half-dragging her to the throne to meet the elder. Jess got a clearer view of which the elder look like who sat on the throne and boy when she saw him she felt scared from the head to the toes. He was death pale; ghostly white skin, his eyes pure blood-red and purple hair, the sense of feeling a sinister aura around his features. He wore what seemed to be the uniform of a general. But the thought to scare her more was that when he stand up he looked over six feet tall compare to her as being 5'5".
As Brooklyn and Jess came a few steps away from the raised dais and the throne, Brooklyn motions Jess to bow down as he did the same. It was sign of respect for one who is superior of all of the vampires of the clan.
They, Brooklyn and Jess still down, their heads bow down, waiting for a response.
"Brooklyn," Boris began, finally responding, "I see that you weren't with us at the massive hunt, where did you go?"
The sound of his voice can show traces of his character, the feeling that he's sinister. His voice was in a demand when he asked that question, but Brooklyn's face did not lay a trace of fear. Jess felt her fear rising by the minute when she had her eyes on Boris, and his voice scare her.
Brooklyn stands up to his feet, possibly meaning he was allow speaking and breaking his bowing.
She heard Brooklyn responded, "I have been out hunting, on my own."
"I see, and I too see that you brought new meat."
These words Boris has said made Jess flinch; new meat.
"Stand up fledgling," Boris commanded.
Jess moved her head up to face Boris. Without hesitation Jess stand up. But when she did stand up, she felt he legs shake in fear and queasy about this elder, Boris. His eyes pierced hers; Blood red eyes, staring at crystal-blue.
Run... Run away…
She felt her body told her to run. Run away from this situation.
She felt her body control her mind as she felt one of her legs took a step back. Brooklyn notices this but with his hand he held her shoulder, and gave her a push forward. She has stared at Brooklyn for some time with nervousness and curiosity of why he did that. But she gazed her eyes back at Boris.
'Looks like this one, is afraid,' thought Boris, even though he can sense the fear from her body. It was then that Boris sniffs a scent from her that, he knew didn't caught it at first since she was at a distance.
He had recognized the scent, not only that but it was all over her. His eyes gazes at Brooklyn and demanded to him, "What have you been doing at your age?"
Brooklyn responded to him, "I have thought that we are in need of some new members in our clan to serve you, sir. After all we haven't changed someone to be part of vampirism over seventy years. "
"And you had chosen a female!"
"She had the potential to become a vampire, and deserve to receive the gifts given to us like Kouichi have passed down for many years. Also, I offered it to her alone and she has accepted to join and become one of us."
Boris hearing Brooklyn's reasons, then stare back and Jess.
"What is your name?"
Jess silently gulped and replied, "Jessica…Jessica Pacheco."
"You don't seem to be from Japan, since your last name doesn't sound like it belongs to someone with a Japanese background. Where were you from?"
"Canada, I came here to-"
Boris made hand gesture as a halt to silence, and Jess was silent immediately.
"Do you have any thoughts of becoming a vampire would do?" he asked.
It was a second of silent before she responded.
"That with the gifts I have received as a vampire will lead me to great responsibilities," she began to regain a bit of her confidence, trying to break the glass of fear that cover her, "With it to control and using it, it will give me the freedom that no humans ever experienced and to serve and help for them whenever in need."
"Hmm, impressive words for a fledgling," commented Boris, he looks at Brooklyn and replied to him, "I see you may have done a wise choice, I am proud of it."
Brooklyn nodded and said, "Thank you very much."
"For you Jessica," Boris added, "Although with these things to lead to your freedom, your freedom is a long way, and in order to receive the freedom and respect you must earn it, through what ever is in need of help from this clan."
He went in front of Jess; taking her wrist he held it up for him and her to see the fainted tattoo of the red trillium.
"This mark is to show you belong to this clan and this clan alone! You must serve this clan when ever is necessary. You belong here because you are a vampire of Blood Trillium."
He let go of her wrist, and then he told Brooklyn, "For you Brooklyn, you have some new responsibilities. Since you were the one to change her, you must help her to harness the powers and gifts she is given by us. You have only a week to do so is that clear?"
"Yes sir," Brooklyn replied.
"Jessica, welcome to your new home; Blood Trillium. The home you'll be staying for eternity. Ming-Ming!"
It was then that the doors both Brooklyn and Jess entered was open to allow a female to enter in and hurried to Boris. She had aqua blue hair tied in two buns covered in a white fabric and her bangs fell on her honey-brown eyes. The beauty of her tan skin and short dress made her look like she should be in a supermodel company.
"Yes Boris," Ming-Ming replied, her voice sounding like a girly girl.
"Take this fledgling to her new room in the girls' dorms," he commanded.
"No problem, sir." With that she motions Jess to follow her out of the throne room.
"As the rest of you, get to you regular activities till the sun rises."
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