I wish I owned DBZ, but I don't. I own DVD's and tapes, but it just isn't the same. I also don't own the rights to any of the music pieces you see selected, just copies of merchandise, such a shame. The artists that created them are geniuses and we all must bow to them.
Chapter 14: Traps
"Looks like there's another room directly below us. We should be able to find the way down there through that tunnel," Dr. Redwood said.
"Let's check it out then!" Bulma exclaimed with slight excitement.
"Excuse me ma'am, but may I stick around here and study this chamber a little more thoroughly?" Dr. Gray asked.
"Oh, yeah that would be swell. Tell ya what, half of us will go on, and the other half will stay here. We shouldn't split up too much though, we don't want to get lost in this place!" Bulma suggested.
"Yes ma'am! James, you stay here with your team, Coleman and I will take the rest!" Gates ordered. Vegeta snorted at his mate's concern for their well-being, but partially agreed with her for the moment. As Trunks was following them out of the room, Vegeta stopped him suddenly.
"What dad?" Trunks asked.
"Stay here and keep an eye on these buffoons," Vegeta whispered.
"But why me?" Trunks whined.
"As I said, something is in here with us. I will go on ahead with your mother. Make sure they stay out of trouble and watch for anything suspicious!" Vegeta rasped at him as he pointed back into the sacrificial chamber. Trunks stared at the ground in disappointment, but nodded. As Bulma and the other team left the area, Dr. Gray suddenly got very excited.
"Wow, I'd bet there's over five different languages written on this wall!" he called out as Trunks grimaced. Man, this is so boring!
"How many more rooms are there? You could house a million people in a place like this!" Bulma exclaimed as they passed many more chambers on their way down. They had been progressing smoothly, but too slow for Vegeta's taste. He estimated they had been separated from the other group for nearly an hour.
"It is probably not used for a reason, this isn't exactly the best place in the world to live in," Coleman remarked.
"Thank you for gracing us with your obvious powers of deduction, idiot," Vegeta growled from the front of the group. When he turned around again, Coleman gritted his teeth and fumbled with his heavy coat for a moment before Captain Gates grabbed his arm suddenly and shook his head. Coleman glared back at his boss, but nodded and kept moving on without incident. The group came up to a large room several levels down, where they found a hole in the ceiling with a distant light coming from it.
"That's our team up there, this must be directly below the sacrificial chamber," Gates pointed out.
"This doesn't look to be the central core, its too small and we detected the heat signature coming directly from it. This must be some sort of throne room, or another ritual site," Redwood pointed out as he pulled out his laptop again.
"Well, looks like there's some sort of sarcophagus sitting up there, maybe it has something valuable in it," Bulma said.
"Like a rotting corpse?" Coleman sneered as Vegeta gave him another death glare.
"Perhaps, though I doubt it since it has probably been a very long time since this place was used by anyone," Bulma replied calmly as she stepped towards the burial casket. On the top of the dark box, she noticed three dials with multiple inscriptions.
"Dr. Redwood, what do you make of this?" she asked as her other aid walked up.
"I think its some sort of combination lock. It says here, 'only the chosen may open, and the hunt will begin!' What do you suppose that means?" he asked.
"I'm not sure, maybe they held contests in this temple like the world martial arts tournament. That would explain why there isn't much other than large empty chambers and a few statues," Bulma suggested.
"Unlikely, it should be obvious that these were proving grounds of some kind. Those warrior statues we saw probably have something to do with it," Vegeta said.
"Oh, then maybe we shouldn't try to open this. It could entice a battle against unknown aliens," Redwood said.
"Nonsense! As you said, this place has not been used in some time. So even if there are warriors to fight, it would be my pleasure to take their challenge and fight them to the death!" Vegeta boasted.
Bulma sighed, "Relax Vegeta, I doubt there's any need for you to get worked up over a myth. It isn't what we need on this trip."
"Well, since your husband is so eager, perhaps we should humor ourselves and open it. Let's see if anything actually happens," Gates added. Bulma and Vegeta eyed him carefully, but she nodded and stood back so Dr. Redwood could examine the inscriptions.
"Let's see, March twenty-seventh, what the?" he suddenly gasped.
"What is it?" Bulma asked.
"It's set for this exact day, a year ago?" he stared in amazement. Vegeta cocked his eyebrow at this, but said nothing as he glanced at Coleman messing with a cellular phone. He ignored it and scanned the coffin for anything out of the ordinary.
"That means this place hasn't been buried for anywhere near a thousand years. Maybe you'll get your fight after all," Gates smirked at Vegeta, who only grunted in response.
"Try resetting the year to present day," Bulma suggested. Redwood did exactly that, and the coffin suddenly lurched and opened up. Bulma, Redwood and Gates peered in as it revealed its contents. Inside was a large sword of some kind with a tiny handle at the end. It was nearly six and a half feet long by his guess, and nearly seven inches wide with a slight curve out towards the tip. To Vegeta, it looked like a weapon more fitting for a small giant.
"A big sword?" Bulma asked. Vegeta scuffed slightly at the find, resisting the urge to laugh for a moment.
"All of this for a sword," Bulma said as she shook her head slightly.
"Maybe not," Redwood said suddenly as he glanced at his laptop.
"Why, what did you find?" Bulma asked.
"I've identified multiple rooms with this same configuration, so it's likely there are many more coffins spread around the temple. Perhaps we will find something better in one of the other ones," Redwood suggested.
"Good idea, let's get moving! Hey Vegeta, would you mind carrying that, since it looks like only someone strong could even lift it," Bulma ordered. Vegeta scowled at her, but grabbed the heavy sword anyway. Just as he did, the coffin slammed shut, barely missing his arm as he quickly pulled the blade from its resting place. The walls suddenly came alive with the sounds of movement, and the path behind them dropped into the floor, before being covered up by the falling ceiling.
"What's going on?" Bulma asked first.
"The pyramid is shifting, taking the weapon must have activated some sort of reconfiguration process. Perhaps there is something to this warrior myth after all," Redwood said as he quickly ran towards the wall where the others were all standing still. Vegeta felt a slight shift in the area before things quickly went black for him. He looked around nervously as he growled a bit, dropping the large sword. He felt the cold air around him invading his senses as the loud clang from the sword reverberated off the walls. He attempted to warm himself with a very low amount of ki, but found that he couldn't.
"Vegeta, what's wrong?" Bulma asked as she stood next to her husband. The sounds of screaming echoed through the room, followed by a slamming sound and gunfire, all of which were coming from the small airshaft that led to the sacrificial chamber.
"It's begun Captain," Coleman said.
"Trunks!" Bulma shouted.
"I must admit, that was effective. I thought I'd hear an explosion for sure. Looks like the doctor's little toy works after all," Gates chuckled. Vegeta turned his hatred filled eyes towards Gates, who now had a gun pointed at them. All of the other humans were pulling out firearms, and Coleman grabbed the surprised Dr. Redwood and held a pistol next to his head.
"What the hell is going on here?" Bulma shrieked.
"Your husband has lost his powers, that is why he is suddenly feeling a bit under the weather. As for us, let's just say that this has been much simpler than I thought it would be. How long Coleman?" Gates asked.
"Should be about one minute sir," he replied as he kept a firm hold on Redwood.
"Who are you? How did you make Vegeta lose his power? Just what is going on?" Bulma asked.
"You should attempt to remain calm Miss Briefs, otherwise you may not survive down here. We're actually mercenaries that happen to know how to get into difficult places. Let's just say you weren't the only client that hired us for this job. Our other client hired us for the sole purpose of getting you down here and leaving you and your family behind. Your husband wanted a fight; well he's going to get one shortly. I'm sure our client will reveal his intentions before he kills you and your son, but we won't be sticking around here long enough to care," Gates said.
"Explain yourselves, I paid you to get us to this place, you owe us at least that!"
"You paid us half now and half when we get the job done. I don't work that way lady, its all up front or nothing. Luckily my client has provided much more funding than you did. And since you only paid us half, you only get half an explanation. Now back off!" Gates ordered. Vegeta had risen to his feet fully, but had not moved an inch towards the gunmen just yet as he let the few facts go through his head for analysis. He had already been caught off guard and he was angry enough about it. He didn't want to make another mistake with his mate in a vulnerable position even by his side. He wasn't sure what had happened to Trunks or the other team, but he had to focus on the current situation first. His ears perked slightly to the sound of the walls moving again, and this time a stairwell opened up directly behind his feet. This led to a new path out of the chamber.
"Now, if you'll excuse us, we need to be getting out of here, back away!" Gates warned with his gun.
"Why leave now, when you could still be part of the show?" Vegeta asked in a deadly calm tone as his fists clenched.
"What are you talking about? Get out of my way!" Gates shouted.
"You've been nervous about getting near me the entire time we've been out here. Normally I would take that as a compliment. However, with your great plan in action, you still waver, you still feel fear. And I relish the fresh smell of fear that I'm detecting now. As brave as it is to threaten a Saiyan prince and his family, you are still groveling underneath this fake façade. I wonder why that is," Vegeta said with a dark grin.
"You don't know what you're talking about! And without your power, you are as weak as any of us normal humans!"
"Is that so?" Vegeta asked as he shifted so he could move Bulma directly behind himself as he stepped forward. Gates shook slightly in place as he took aim at Vegeta.
"Don't come any closer you alien freak!" Gates screamed.
"Or what, you'll fire that pathetic excuse for a weapon? Please, don't waste the remainder of your life! You are afraid of me because you know that peashooter won't do anything. Even without my energy, I can easily crush you like the tiny insignificant insects that you are!" Vegeta boasted as he took another step forward.
"I'll blow your head off!" Gates shouted as he fired three times. He gasped as Vegeta swiftly caught the bullets without much effort.
"Now, I believe my mate asked you a question or two. Care to answer them before I rip out your lying tongue?"
"Don't forget, we still have one of your scientists here!" Coleman piped in as he dragged Redwood towards the front.
"What makes you think I care?" Vegeta growled.
"Surely you wouldn't want the death of an innocent man on your soul, and you can't take us all at once without your power. Even if you can't be injured by our firearms, I doubt you would be able to kill us all before one of us got a hold of your wife!" Coleman said.
Vegeta glanced at Bulma for a very brief second before snarling in response, "Try me!"
"Vegeta! Let them go!" Bulma pleaded with a slight hint of tears in her eyes.
"What?" he shouted.
"Let them go. It's obvious they don't mean us any harm; they were just doing their job. If we let them go, we can find out what the real purpose for all of this is," Bulma said with a beaming look in her eye. Vegeta growled in response, but looked the other way, opening the way out of the chamber.
"Your generosity is quite remarkable, a great asset to go along with your intelligence and beauty. I see why our client figures you to be a chief rival of his, it's a shame you may not survive long enough to meet him yourself. As a response to your concern for other life forms, we'll leave Doctor Redwood here as well. I bid you all farewell," Gates said as he carefully walked past Vegeta along with the rest of his team.
"Just remember something Captain, everyone gets their own form of justice eventually," Bulma said clearly.
"Perhaps, but I'm going to enjoy a nice rich retirement first!" Gates chuckled slightly. Vegeta turned to follow them just as they left the room, but the wall began closing up again. Gates waved to them as it closed up completely, leaving them trapped in the room for the moment. Vegeta punched the wall harshly to break it down, but the thick stone only cracked a little in response.
"Let's try to find a way up to Trunks. Can you find a way up there with your map doctor?" Bulma asked.
"It's unlikely with the temple shifting so much, but odds are another path will appear before us given enough time," Redwood explained as he searched his laptop display. Vegeta continued to take things out on the wall, making it crumble slowly as he beat it relentlessly. Bulma stared up the airshaft, listening for sounds. There was nothing now, and the shaft was dark like something was covering the opening. Bulma sighed heavily as she wondered what happened to Trunks.
Trunks sighed slightly as he clung to the wall as if it would provide him with entertainment. The other Capsule Corp aid Dr. Gray had immersed himself in some sort of ancient story to go along with his wall reading, something about praying to gods and breeding the ultimate prey for some hunters. Trunks even attempted to will himself to sleep, but failed miserably. After about an hour, he finally heard the sounds of his father's gruff voice far below them, but it didn't sound like anything exciting. Man, why did I let Mom talk me into this stupid trip? I should have known it wasn't going to be fun. A loud ringing from a cellular phone drew Trunks' attention to James, whom Captain Gates had left behind with the other team.
"Yes? Understood," he said shortly before putting the phone away for a brief moment. He whispered lightly to his other comrades as Trunks stared back at the wall. Trunks suddenly shivered as a rush of cold touched his skin through his jacket. He shifted slightly as he felt suddenly restricted. What am I feeling? It feels like I'm stuck inside a tiny closet and can't get out. He then tried to sense his father's power signal, as it always made him feel brave. One can only imagine his disappointment and sudden isolation when he felt nothing. Trunks heard something shift in the temple suddenly, but he wasn't prepared for what would happen next. Both of the large doorways suddenly slammed shut due to a large slab of stone dropping into place around them.
James was the first to speak, "Damnit, we need to get out!"
"Some sort of trap must have been triggered, surely there must be a way to escape this room," Dr. Gray said.
"Hey, no problem!" Trunks said as he rolled up his sleeves.
"What are those?" James asked as he pulled out his sidearm. Trunks turned from one of the closed doors to see several large and slimy round objects rising into the room from the tables around the center, almost a dozen in all.
"I haven't a clue," Dr. Gray said as he went to examine them. One of the egg-like objects suddenly opened up, and a small creature started to crawl out.
"Hey kid, if you're gonna get that door open, now would be good," James suggested. Trunks cracked his knuckles slightly as he pushed out and upwards on the slab of stone, making it slowly grind upwards after a little effort. Trunks then moved below the actual doorway and held it up with his raw strength, waiting for the others to move.
"See, told ya I could do it!" Trunks grinned. When he turned around though, his eyes went wide with shock and awe. Several of the tiny creatures were literally jumping out of the eggs and onto any human nearby. They all appeared to be as large as a bowling ball, but pale in color with many human like fingers for legs and a large tail. To Trunks, they seemed like a strange cross between a spider and a scorpion, though the pale skin color made that unlikely. James attempted to fire his pistol at one, but could only scream as it latched onto his face. It covered his face completely and wrapped its tail around his neck in a choking fashion. Trunks was about to move to help him when one of the creatures jumped towards him. He quickly back stepped and let the door fall, hoping it would squash the little vermin with its weight. The creature was too fast though and got through just in time. Trunks fell into his fighter stance, ready to fight whatever this was. He prepared to blow the creature away, but found no energy at his disposal. The parasite didn't wait for him to figure out what was wrong before it launched towards him again. Trunks slapped it away with his bare hand, but it only shook off the impact and kept coming. Trunks backed away slowly, trying to read his opponent like his father always taught him. He kicked it hard and into the wall when it jumped again, and this time it appeared to have an impact. The creature limped out slowly, favoring one of its legs, which had been severed. Trunks' eyes widened though when he saw the yellow blood that was dripping out. The ground smoked and several spots even disintegrated from where the fluid touched. Their blood is like acid. Trunks spotted one of the statues behind him and elected to grab the spear the warrior was holding as the creature hobbled towards him. Trunks freed the weapon and stabbed the mischievous little devil through its back, killing it instantly. The blood ate through the arrowhead of the spear and soon all Trunks had was a long stick with a melted end. He stared at the dead creature for a moment before the temple shifted and he had to pick a better spot to stand in. Once a path opened up to him, he dashed through it, with only one thought on his mind. I better find Mom and Dad.
Vegeta growled slightly as he glanced around, he didn't like not being able to sense a person's whereabouts. He liked the chilling air around him even less. The slight weight of the heavy sword on his shoulder didn't bother him much thanks to years of training, but without his energy, he didn't want to be slowed by anything at the moment. The only reason he was carrying it was Bulma's suggestion. Without his power, it would be unwise to leave a potentially useful weapon behind. He was leading the way with Bulma and Dr. Redwood lagging behind a bit, but as he passed every open room, he glared into them as if waiting for a surprise attacker to leap out.
"First we need to find Trunks and get out of here. Then we can deal with these mercenaries and whoever hired them. If only I had brought my phone with me I could have called home and gotten Verto to give us a hand," Bulma said.
"The boy wouldn't have made much of a difference, he would have been robbed of his energy as well," Vegeta growled.
"You don't know that Vegeta, his power is different than yours!"
"Whatever," Vegeta grunted in response as he kept scanning the area with his eyes.
"We should try to hurry, if they get back to the tunnel before we do, we might be trapped down here!" Bulma suggested.
"Like I can't climb up solid ice woman," Vegeta snorted.
"Oh look, my brave husband is using every muscle except the one that matters. Let's see here, paid off mercenaries that are trained in god knows what kind of operations, and that includes how to work drilling equipment and probably explosives. Do the words 'cave in' mean anything to you?" Bulma screeched in his ear. Vegeta promptly shut his mouth. He had actually thought that was a possibility before they came down there, but due to his growing reputation around the world, he doubted the humans would be brave enough to try that. His pride was now kicking him around emotionally for falling into this trap. He yearned for the chance that they would run across the mercenaries, just so he could pluck every tooth from Captain Gates' mouth while he groveled at his feet. He would even settle for one of the subordinates, anything to repair his damaged ego. The temple had finally stopped shifting around about an hour ago. This shifting had altered the path a few times, obviously a way to change the pattern of the temple for any of these supposed mythological hunters. He hadn't detected a trace of the humans yet, not even their scent. He had considered changing directions to one of the many paths they had come across, but decided it would be best to remain on his present path until something forced him off of it, as it seemed to be a main hallway. He also suggested they remain as quiet as possible and not engage in any unnecessary conversation. So they quietly walked through the temple at a very slow pace, searching for both Trunks and the other humans. A sudden whiff of something unfamiliar caught Vegeta's attention awhile later as they came across an intersection. Only this one had a stray machinegun lying on the ground as well. Vegeta reached for it and touched its side, picking up a portion of a slimy residue that was left behind. He sniffed it slightly, getting a strong musty scent before wiping it off.
"What do you suppose…?" Bulma started to ask before Vegeta quickly hushed her so he could listen. He could hear very feint breathing patterns nearby, patterns he didn't recognize to be human.
"Keep your eyes open woman, and stay close," Vegeta whispered as he repositioned the large sword to his front. They moved onwards even more cautiously now, as Vegeta was on definitive search and destroy mode. They came across the next intersection when he heard sounds of shouting and gunfire to his right. He darted that way quickly with Bulma and Dr. Redwood lagging behind. He came to a sudden stop when he noticed that musty scent again; only it was much stronger as he neared the source of the activity. When he entered the room the path ended at, he spotted a large black and scaly creature pulling one of the humans with it though he couldn't tell which one. At first the creature didn't notice him, and he elected to use that time to scan the rest of the room before he attempted contact. Signs of battle were all over the place, with random burn marks and blood splattered about. The room was also lit up a bit by two torches on the same far wall. Only one body was present, but for this much activity, he assumed there must have been more. The human that was being dragged looked to be at least unconscious, or maybe even dead. With the human's head turned aside, Vegeta couldn't quite tell whom it was due to all the blood, but it looked like Coleman. Vegeta turned his eyes back to the little demon that was slowing dragging the body. It had an oddly shaped but rounded off head. It looked eerily similar to Frieza's freakish head in his third form, only it was all black with no eyes to speak of. Its body was rough in texture with strong but very slim arms and legs. It also had a long tail that ended in a sharp point that looked like it could be used as a weapon. It had other little features that appeared to serve as intimidation tools, such as the long bones extending from its back. At full height it would likely be nearly seven to eight feet tall. Bulma gasped slightly as she caught up and saw the creature, and that was enough to grab its attention. It dropped its prey and hissed at them.
"Well, I think we could rule out a spoken language," Dr. Redwood said with a slight gulp.
"Leave this thing to me, and stay back," Vegeta muttered as he dropped the heavy sword and stepped into the room. The creature hissed some more and crouched into a prone position as Vegeta approached with slight caution.
"What an ugly excuse for a creature. I hope you don't put too much stock in defeating a lowly human," Vegeta said with a tight smirk.
"I don't think it's going to answer," Bulma suggested from the side. She was almost right in that, the creature responded by charging and reaching out with its arms. Vegeta sidestepped and punched it lightly in the head. The creature stumbled a bit before turning up and hissing at him again. Vegeta grinned slightly and waved it on to attack. The creature sprinted towards him with unexpected speed and tackled Vegeta to the ground, pinning his shoulders. Vegeta's grin held until he saw the creature opened its mouth. Inside was a second set of jaws that were opening, and he could see some sort of tissue prepping to move them. The second set of teeth suddenly launched at him, barely missing his head. The jaw retracted, and Vegeta decided not to let it have another chance. He bent his knees quickly and kicked the creature upwards. Rolling out of the way, Vegeta flipped up, but his opponent was already coming at him. This time its tail was starting to swing towards him, and it clearly meant to maim him. Vegeta dodged the first tail thrust, but saw how slowly the creature could retract, and thus saw his opening. The creature swung with its tail again, and upon missing, Vegeta grabbed the tail and held tight. The creature hissed and attempted to pull back, but didn't have much luck against Vegeta's raw strength. It tried running towards him, but Vegeta ducked its tackle attempt and kicked it in the head. He then picked up the tail and pulled hard, swinging the black monster through the air. Vegeta spun with the creature once before letting go, watching it smash into the wall with a dull thud.
"Pitiful," he muttered, disappointed in his enemy. The creature stirred slightly, but clearly had trouble getting to its feet, and even favored an arm that was likely broken.
"I strongly suggest you stay down cretin, the next blow will not be as soft as the last one," Vegeta growled. The creature didn't take his advice, and screeched loudly as it staggered towards him. Vegeta brought his right arm back before swinging it into the creature's head. A loud crack could be heard as Vegeta's backhand made contact, and the creature collapsed, its head turned sideways as it fell. When it hit ground, the head popped completely off, and a spurt of yellow blood spilled out onto the stone floor.
"Humph," Vegeta grunted before allowing a gasp to slip out. The floor was steaming from the creature's blood, and then it began to dissolve.
"Whoa, acid blood! What a defense mechanism!" Bulma exclaimed.
"Yes, this thing is clearly not of this world. Must be some sort of alien," Dr. Redwood pointed out. Vegeta only grunted again, but in the back of his mind, he was also drawing a blank. He stared at the alien's remains, trying to figure out where it might have come from.
As Vegeta was deep in thought, Bulma decided to check on the human victim, who was still lying very still. She turned him over and gasped slightly, as the other half of his face appeared to be badly burned. The other feature was the large bite mark in his shoulder, just above the collarbone.
"Which one of them is it?" Redwood asked.
"I think it's that Coleman fellow," Bulma said as she reached for a pulse. She felt a very faint one just as Vegeta walked over and stared at the prone body with disgust.
"He's still alive, somehow," she said.
"Really?" Vegeta asked as his mate rose up and nodded. He then kicked the side of Coleman's head sharply, and his neck snapped instantly.
"Not anymore," Vegeta growled. Bulma scowled back at him, but shook it off slightly as she began to search the dead man.
"What in the blazes are you doing now woman?" Vegeta barked.
"Well, some people do pay attention you know! I'm looking for his cell phone if that's any of your business!" she shrieked back.
"What for? There is no need to call the boy!"
"Argh! Think about it. That alien didn't kill him, it was dragging him away! Maybe it was going to eat him, or maybe it had another purpose! Secondly, one of those mercenaries might have already gotten back to the surface, and with your energy gone we might be stuck down here if they blow up the tunnel! Third, with this phone, there's a good chance we can find out who hired them by checking the call history on here, as I'm sure you would also like to know if we do get out of here! Lastly, there might be more than one of those things in here, so I'm keeping it in case of emergency. God knows what else might happen while were down here! Is that a good enough reason for you?" Bulma screamed in his ear. Vegeta muttered random curses in a different language once she was done venting, he was already getting a headache. A loud rumbling sound got his attention, and it was coming from the walls.
"Ugh, what now?" he asked. Less than a second later, a large yellow being smashed through the stone walls and came to a stop a few feet away. This creature was humanoid by the look of it, but had yellow skin and was huge in size. At least nine or ten feet in height, with sharp pointed ears and a rugged face. Its body appeared to be in very poor shape, its skin almost hung off whatever bone structure it might have had, Vegeta couldn't even see where its stomach ended and its legs began. It also had large claws at the end of its fingers, the only thing about it that actually looked threatening. It was wearing a red vest that seemed to be several sizes too small.
"Vegeta!" it bellowed.
"And just what are you supposed to be?" Vegeta asked in a vile tone.
"Misokatsun!" the newcomer groaned, "Die!"
A/n: And the author strikes again with another plot twist! Obviously there are no power levels to be listed, as there is no energy being used. By the way, if you don't know who or what Misokatsun is…well that's your problem. You'll have to stay tuned I suppose. Let's just say he is a partial introduction to the next series of events. I imagine at least a few of you diehard DBZ fans do know, or can figure it out. Those that don't recall right away will likely research that one and suddenly have a stroke of recollection and come back like they knew it all along. Yeah right.
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