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Evolution Lost	By : Xeo123 Category: +M through R > Parasite Eve Views: 1387 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The echo of sirens from the NYPD marked cars could be felt from five city blocks away. The flashing of red and blue lights added to the people’s confusion while officers were trying to maintain order. Dozens of police units barricaded any means for innocence bystanders to walk into harm’s way. Medics were frantic all around the scene taking place at Carnegie Hall as bodies were being pulled out of the main entrance. People all around started to pile up near the “Off limits” signs and yellow tape from the NYPD to see what was happening. More screams could be heard over by the cop’s sirens as paramedics were finding more bodies. No one could be sure of what was happen; however, one person could feel there pain and suffering as he kept walking closer to Carnegie Hall. The Jedi could feel different emotions from everyone while already knowing what happened to the victims in the building. Xeo stopped and look at the colored rusted brick building for a moment to feel how strong The Dark Side energy is emanating. He could feel the warmth of the energy and some fluctuation was happening with in the building. Xeo kept trying to find Dreazin’s aura through his Jedi skills, but to no avail as he couldn’t find him in the vicinity of Carnegie Hall. He ponders for a moment.
“I can feel…so much of The Dark Side here. Concentrated with in Carnegie Hall but why can’t I find Dreazin? The Dark Side isn’t clouding my senses and yet…something feels different. The Force itself is being warped all around by his power and maybe using it cover his own energy signature from any others with the ability to sense him. I highly doubt that no one on Earth could be Force-Sensitive but just me and him. Masking himself wouldn’t make a difference unless he knows I am still here…or maybe he already knows that I am still…” he said while his Jedi senses cut his train of thought as he felt something move within the build. Through The Force he felt a tremor rippling around the lower areas of Carnegie Hall. His mind was taken hold by the effects while the warmth sensation started to hurt his head. Xeo was stun for a moment but got his senses back to witness two cops he ran into before. It was Zed and Bob trying to hold back a man that had a device over his shoulders. Xeo then saw beyond the cops struggle with the man was a door. The door was right where his Jedi senses felted the tremor in The Force. With his trench coat and hood over his eyes he starts walking towards the cops.
“I told you dude! No god damn cameras! Your kind is always nosey to find a story that might get you killed or worst!” Zed yelled at the man.
“…That’s…” the man said while trying to get his footing against Zed. “…is how the news works in this city, chump! This is some breaking news material shit right here and I could use the exclusive on my résumé in the long run, but you fat asses are just blocking my ticket for a promotion.” Bob got a hold of his camera while the camera man kept trying to make Bob lose his grip on it.
“Okay mister ‘I need this story so I can just get a fat wad of cash.’ Tell us what you want…we got bodies everywhere that might make everyone in Manhattan be sick and paranoid about the weird shit going on here. NYPD would have a long week ahead of them to investigate what the fuck is happening here while the news nerds just keep making up stories to scare everyone shitless about nothing! Is that what you want on your résumé?” Bob snapped at the TV camera man.
“Paranoid? You’re the one that’s full of it! You cops keep thinking the news is out to scare you while in fact we aid you in find those sickos out in Manhattan. How many times did the NYPD ever complained about any tipped information…never! So why don’t you give me a chance to find out what kind of “accident”, as you say, happened here,” he said while Zed kept trying to shut him up. Xeo not too far from the fight happening just needed to get pass them but fight kept getting worst. He then thought of away to answer this problem. The barricade was on ice and wasn’t too stable by the cops pressure to keep the camera man behind the other side. Xeo just waited until the right moment to make his move. Bob look over Zed’s back to see the Jedi looking at him; however, his hood didn’t give him a good view of Xeo’s face.
“Hey you! Get back from this. This is official NYPD business. Move along…move along!” Bob yelled at Xeo while the hooded man simple bow down with his left hand in front of him. This was meant to be a gesture of apology with deep respect; however, Xeo knew what he was going to mean it after what he had planned to do.
“I am sorry for intruding like this, gentlemen.” Xeo said while starting to stand straight back up. His left hand in front of him, however, moved as he felt The Force flowing through his finger tips. His ability to Force Pull one of the legs of the barricade made the camera lose his balance which forcefully made him fall on top of the officers. Zed and Bob were trying to hold the camera man down while he was trying to get back up from the fall he took. Xeo, taking the opportunity, walked around the struggle knowing the camera man would be incrassated by them. Of course, Xeo knew he was sorry for making a move like that happen, but also spoke to Bob with a word of a warning tone in his voice. As he moved away from the chaos happening outside Xeo walked down some steps and down a dark alley way to find the door. His ability to see in the dark was good enough to know if any dangers lurked around from his Force Sight talent. He also saw no cameras around the entrance to the door, which was second nature for him from how many missions he had to break into heavily fortified buildings. He walks up to the door yet it wouldn’t open nor couldn’t find a key pad to make the door function. Xeo never encounter a door like this before and was ready to cut a hole through it with his lightsaber. Then his eyes found something that looked like metal and was sticking out of the door. He grabbed it and felt the door reacting to it. He turned it one counter-clock wise and nothing happen while he tried the other way. Still no reaction but could feel something moving within the door.
“It must have an interlocking device throughout the door. Nothing too complicated but I just need to find the...” Xeo told himself while he closed his eyes and could start to see the door’s inner workings through the power of The Force. He was only able to find the metal object to have the interlocking mechanical parts while seeing a long piece of metal being prong into the fame of the door. He then saw the mechanical device and could tell how to force it open. Once again, he waves his hand to use The Force to slide the metal prong out of the door fame and back into the device. Hearing a clicking sound from the door, Xeo open his eyes and turned the metal object to open the door. Closing the door and locking it behind him in case someone followed him. He was now inside Carnegie Hall’s lower floors. At first he looked around but only darkness was around him. He tried focusing his eyes to see in the dark more clearly while walking slowly to hear the sounds echoing off any nearby walls or objects. His sight, which was aided by The Force, showed him he was in a storage room with different types of cleaning equipment while another door was only a few feet away. He tries the door’s metal object but only to find himself pulling the object out from the door. Xeo looked at it at first and had another moment of feeling shocked on how the level of technology was not maintained well beyond standards; however, he did look on the inside to see some writing engraved on the metal object.
“Defiant Stainless Steel Brandywine Entry Knob…Door knob…” he whispers to himself knowing what he just pulled out. Xeo moves the door and then braces the door knob on the ground to keep it closed. He finds himself in another darkened hallway but a cyan light was glowing bright enough to show him a sight of a double door. Xeo moved just a couple of feet while feeling a rush of air moving above his head. His sight saw an opening above him that looked fresh to him. The wood he could see was being bent towards him and could see no explosives of any kind being used; however, a powerful force was able to make the damage he was seeing.
“…No high yield energy being used. I don’t even see any kind of lightsaber markings of any kind. I know he is here. Dreazin could be able to use his power to do that. I must be on the right path.” Xeo said to himself while walking away from the gaping hole above him. The double doors weren’t locked as he put his hands on them and push them forward. Upon opening the doors he was view to a gruesome sight. A body right in front of him that was completely burned up. Xeo could not sense any life from him but pain instead. His mind started to fill up with emotions of his fallen soldiers that met there end like this while he was in serviced to the New Republic, including the ones that were taking away from him in the ‘The Light of Hope’ crash. His Jedi senses started to feel the energy flow of The Dark Side around the body as being marked by it. The flow of this power was felt once again by the rush of warmth throughout his body, but this time it could be felt everywhere. The power he could feel was in the walls, the ceiling, the floor he was on, the doors, and even the very air he was breathing. Something was amiss that Xeo could tell his bother has done some kind of trick with The Force.
“The power I am feeling…it feels like The Dark Side but something is very…wrong here,” he said to himself while looking around with this Jedi senses. He could feel a power source that felt weaker than any Force user could start off with in early Jedi training, but it felt displaced. Dropping back his hood back he starts surveying the area for any Force tremors that would be close to Dreazin’s own power. Xeo didn’t feel a thing but The Force gave him a warning that slowly creeps up behind his back. The warm feeling, that made him ill, started to crawl up his spine sending his body into an alerted state.
“I can’t even find any clues to where he is,” he said to himself while figuring out what has happened here. “What kind of power has he learned that the Jedi Holocrons haven’t even warned me about? It feels like his power…no,” he stops for a moment to sense that the power of The Dark Side was never felt like this before. Someone or something had changed The Dark Side of The Force and twisted it into their own energy signature within the building. Xeo ponders for a moment in his head while telling himself, “…This power is somehow warping everything around me. Like getting hit with Force Lightning or Force Grip from a Dark Jedi, as the Jedi Holocrons stated before, but I don’t even sense his presences in this building…and right now I don’t like surprises.” He kept moving ahead pass the dead body down another long but very dim lighted hallway. The hallway had eight doors with some on each other side and one at the other end of the hallway. Xeo started to move towards the first doors on each opposite of the hallway when all of a sudden he couldn’t move. An unknown power started to invade his head while the rest of his body started to lose balance. The power he was feeling was something he never felt before in his lifetime and brought him down to his knees. “…What the hell is this?” he said to himself while trying to fight back the powerful force holding him down. Trying hard not to give into any aggressive feelings he starts to stand up but kept falling back down to his knees. Feeling his body started to have warmth all around him he tries even harder to get back up while saying to himself, “I don’t feel anything that Dreazin would have used on me. I would feel his presences somewhere close by but…how? This doesn’t even come close to what I known to be anything in the arts of Force Manipulation...this is nothing I’ve felt before. It feels like…I’m being slammed by…by fire?” Using his own willpower to bring himself back up he kept fighting against the new power crushing him. “Aaarrrggggg!” he said out loud while standing back up straight again. The unknown power was still around him as he started to build up a tolerance to it. The Force started to be used, by Xeo, to cool him off and to repel the power was doing to his body. Shrugging off this feeling he kept on walking but at a slow pace to be sure that he could be ready for another attack.
As he walked down the hallway he thought to himself about what happen just now, “By The Force…what kind of twisted acts of manipulation is happening around here now that I think about it. Even if The Dark Side isn’t responsible for this then what power is? Still…Dreazin can’t be felt within this building…but I know he is somewhere.” Going by his Jedi senses he kept moving along passed the second set of doors in the hallway; however, he came across another weird scene. Along the lower part of the walls were holes that have been punchier through with some orange substance coming out of some of them. As he took a closer look he could see that the holes that had the orange liquid flowed down from the hole on to the floor and in some parts were pools of the substance. Xeo didn’t touch the stuff but his eyes spotted something among the floor. Near one of the puddles of orange goo laid a couple of metal cylinder objects; although, he knew what kind of objects they were from the look of it right away. He kneels down to inspecting what he was looking at.

“…Used shells…brass…for a small caliber weapon. I remember seeing old fashion ammunition like this back on Tatooine. Could explain the kind of fire power this civilization has to offer on Earth,” Xeo said to himself while smelling the used shell. “…Wasn’t used long ago either. The gunpowder is still fresh and warm, unlike what I am feeling in this hallway. The holes were just made here around the same time…” He drops the shell casing while the evidence he found made him used his Jedi senses to feel any kind of life forms, even with the unknown power still confusing his senses. Before he could even get up his senses picked up a faint aura behind him. He slowly got up with his left hand on his lightsaber incase if it was a threat; although, using his lightsaber is either to be a tool to aid him or for self defense. As he turned around he was able to finish his though from the used shells he found before.

“…I’m not alone,” Xeo said while he was looking down at what looked like an animal of some sort; however, his self thought also met for the owner of the gun that discharged those shells. It made a screeching snarl at the Jedi with its round jagged teeth. The mouth of the creature was long, smooth, and had its facial skeleton exposed. Dripping with the same orange substance that Xeo found on the floor and walls while its gray fir was depositing more of it. Flesh was hanging from the eyes of the creature while the black glossy look from the eyes beamed right at Xeo’s own eyes. The tail of the life form was red with the goo coated all over while the end of it was spitted into a claw like talon. He thought of what kind of life form he saw before on other worlds but the closet idea he came up with was that it was a species of rat. The power that he felt before was surrounding the vile rat as he knew that its intentions were acting on instinct, which was to kill anything foreign. The Jedi knew he had little choice in this matter. Grabbing his lightsaber from his belt hook he points it towards the rat with a defense style of Shii-Cho, waiting for the creature to make the first move. The rat just looked at the energy beam that came from his weapon. It made another loud screech as it started to run towards Xeo, unaware of what he can do. The rat jumped from the floor trying to bite him but he moves to the left while he swung his weapon at the rat. The hum of the lightsaber intensified as the air was being vaporized by the movement of the user’s weapon, which also made an even louder hum as the plasma energy started to ‘cut’ into the rat’s frontal section of its mouth and head. Blood from the creature started to come out of different areas of his dead body and then the body itself began to liquefy. Before he had time to see what was happening, two more rats busted through the doors at the far end of hallway. Xeo could see them and got himself ready for them with his Shii-Cho. This time however one of them stood back while the rat’s tail started to show signs of something happening. He could see fire coming out of the rat’s tail while it spewing out fireballs at the Jedi. Xeo had little time to switch from his Shii-Cho stances to Ataru as the fireball made its way towards him. The other rat was racing towards Xeo as the fireball over took the rat’s running speed and was about to hit him. Xeo takes one of his hands off of his lightsaber and raised it at the fireball. Without hesitation, he Force Push the fireball away from him and it hits the nearby rat turning him to a fleshy charred corpse. The other rat flings another fireball at Xeo only this time the Jedi Force Pulls the rat towards its own fireball while catching on fire. It ran around for a bit until succumbing to its own flames then dying; however, Xeo wasn’t done yet. He turns behind him to see three more rats coming out of the room on the fairest right side of the hallway. One of the rats already got a shot off from its tail and he had little time to react. Xeo move his lightsaber to counter the fireball by upper cutting it in half. He then moves towards one of the rats that just snarled at him while the one of the other rats tried to bite him. He jumps on to the back of the rat that snarled and flipped backwards towards the rat that was jumping at him. His lightsaber diced up the one rat trying to bite him. He lands to see the other nearby rat had started its move towards Xeo. His lightsaber was flipped with the blade pointing away from the rat while he moves towards it. He swung his weapon with one hand alone in an upper cut fashion cutting the rat into two. The last one started to fire up its tail while the Jedi used The Force to open a door on the left side nearest towards the end of the hallway. The door slammed onto the rat while its fireball destroyed half of the door; however, another rat came behind Xeo and jump on his back. Trying to get the rat off of his back he could sense the other rat was moving into position to fire another shot off. He looked above his head and thought right away of how to stop this. He Force Jumps with the rat on his back to crush it into the ceiling while pulling the stunned creature in front of him and kicks it towards the other rat. The rat readying his fireball attack was met with one of his own crashing on to him while the fireball blew off its tail. It killed the broken rat that he threw at with its mouth, which turned into ash. The only known rat left started to run without its tail right at Xeo, but his lightsaber was ready for the creature. He just made two diagonal slices from right to left while moving towards the left side of the dead rat, which was now in many pieces.
“…That power…it was in those rats,” he said to himself while senescing for any more. “Something is not adding up. The Dark Side isn’t here nor doing anything to these creatures…what is going on? If only I could find a…” he stops himself as his Jedi senses were being drawn towards a book in a nearby room. He could feel The Force guiding him towards the book and didn’t question him seeing how he was in a state of confusion. The room he entered had red carpet with a chair and some lights above a mirror. There was a book shelf near the mirror but those books didn’t appear to be the one he was looking for. He looked around to find a book on a dresser table as his senses were able to find the book he was feeling before. “…A clue.” He said to himself. The book was already opened while he didn’t know where to begin. He looked at one of the pages saying “November 3, Monday” on it. He remembered about the newspaper date and thought of the dates the booked had. The book in front of him was a diary. He looked on the pages that started out as “November 3, Monday”.

November 3/Mon/
The Christmas show is set. This has been my dream! The main actress has a solo concert at the theater in Central Park. I took all that medication to get here. I HAVE to get the lead part! I'll even sell my soul to the devil if I have to.
November 17/Mon/
The cast was announced and Suzanne and I are double cast. I want to play the part alone, but everyone knows she's good...
November 21/Fri/
I think I'm overdoing it. My body is getting hotter than ever for some reason. I'd better take more medicine. December 6/Sat/ I collapsed today. I lost consciousness after my body got hot. I don't care if I die. I just want to get through this show.
December 10/Wed/
I passed out again... They told me to go to the doctor and get some rest. If this continues, Suzanne will definitely take my part. I need to get better. I'd better take a lot of medication tonight.
December 11/Th/
Suzanne was burned in an apartment fire. Is it because I wanted the part so bad? God, forgive me...
December 17/Wed/
It looks like I'll be the lead. I'd better take more medication and work it.
December 23/Tu/
Opening night. Everything went smoothly. Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. We should have the biggest crowd of the season. And...I have the solo concert the next day at the park. But I'm not feeling well. I'd better shape up if I want to get through this. I'd better take more medication."

The pages stopped as Xeo was taking in what he just read. He turned the book to the front cover to only find a name. “Melissa Pearce…that name,” he said while the newspaper he had before recalled her name. “She was here. Taking meds for this problem of getting hot? Must be a disease of some kind but I wonder if I have this illness…but that can’t be right. I’m strong in The Force to cure most toxic elements out of my body. So why is this warmth feeling I keep getting is also being affected on another person.” Xeo thinks for a moment about what he just said. “…Could she be Force-Sensitive? How would anyone from this world have any midi-chlorians while I know I can feel something missing from everyone on this world? They never saw a Jedi before…how can this be!? No one on this world…having midi-chlorians? Everyone would end up dead. They can’t live without them? Is this some kind of sick joke that Dreazin is pulling on me? Oh why can’t I even find him…well I guess Melissa Pearce didn’t make it if everyone is being burned alive or turning into those creatures.” The troubled Jedi puts the diary away while still trying to find answers to questions that are lingering in his mind. As more problems than solutions were piling up in his head he walked out of the room. Many other rooms were left unchecked but he could feel nothing important from them; however, only one room did get his attention. The doors right to his left. Walking ever so slowly he push opens the double doors to enter a large room. The room was very empty with only a wall mirror and a piano to the far left coroner. His mind started to feel the warm again as he tried to fight it, but it only hurt. The harder he tried the more painful it became until a voice echoed from within.
“I see I wasn’t the only one left alone. Let alone two people at least…” the voice said with a familiar tone that Xeo knew right away.
“Dreazin…I could of figured that you lived through that ordeal with the ship.”
“Oh…that New Republic so called ship? Heh. Surviving that was part of my plan. After all…its one goal from many that I need to accomplish now on this world. Earth is it? I have so much hope for this world now; although, I have no plans for my troops to lay waste and death to this low tech civilization. But make no mistake, my dear brother; they will all suffer for what they are.”
“So many of my fellow soldiers…friends that I knew on that ship were slain by your hands and the blood of those you corrupted. Don’t take your war on them. They have nothing to give to you nor nothing to gain. This world isn’t even in our own galaxy?”
“Oh but you’re wrong, brother,” Dreazin said while mocking him in his voice through The Force, “You see…throughout my troubles to find the answer to bring a better ruling system to the Core Worlds is not with the New Republic. Do you know who it is?” Xeo thought for a moment to give him a blunt answer that any Jedi would say.
“…The Sith?” Dreazin just laugh while giving him an arrogant tone in his mind.
“Brother, it is not The Sith Order I wish to bring back. Not in my life time anyways…it is The Yuuzhan Vong.” Xeo couldn’t believe what he was hearing from Dreazin’s voice.
“Them!? The Yuuzhan Vong don’t care for our kind and the ways of The Force. They rather see us dead because it is the will of their gods and they are the instruments. You know this and I know this! I found you nearly killed by a whole hunting pack of them. You were…at least back then….still standing on your feet with The Force aiding you to keep you alive but not out of hate.” All of a sudden Xeo’s mind starts to feel more pain the ever as Dreazin’s voice grew louder.
“My hate was not even at its peak when they try to challenge my skills with The Force. The uses of the Light Side only kept me from dying in the most humiliating way. I didn’t know that you came to save me in the mist of that battle. For that I give you a chance to live…The Force was guiding us to that ship so long ago after we escaped from Malkepor. That should have been our grave but instead…I was reborn and The Dark Side called to me. From that day on I knew that to bring order back to our home and to punish the people in the New Republic for what they have done to me…us, brother. I rather see them all dead then let them suffer.” Dreazin’s ideal plan started to spark some emotions within Xeo’s mind.
“Did to us? Who…? I don’t understand. How would you bring order back to The Core Worlds…even our home on Corellia knowing it was your entire fault…! That day my brother died and I’ve been trying to see if I could bring him back.”
“…Don’t tell me who is to blame, brother. The New Republic was falling to the enemy. They, The Yuuzhan Vong, were the ones that would correct the mistakes that the New Republic did to us.” Xeo started yelling at Dreazin’s voice
“What happened to us? Why are you hell bent on seeing The New Republic fall to The Yuuzhan Vong? Are you satisfied with all the pointless death you caused around The Core Worlds and The Outer Rim? Huh?” Dreazin’s voice laughs once again at the Jedi’s words.
“…Always you and that damn code of yours…the way of the Jedi isn’t all as it should be to you. Haven’t you begun to understand that your emotions are starting to get the best of you? Hasn’t your will to find me raised questions about how our mother and father were treated back in the academy? Did you really think that I left you all behind without reason to go to war against The Yuuzhan Vong knowing that I might die, and yet I still live even until now? The Dark Side has shown me the true way of being what I can be and you too…I can feel it within you, brother. Don’t let the Jedi ways dull your mind about what power truly is. The ways of The Dark Side is your only hope to win against me and to know your true identity as a great warrior. If you want those not to die by my hands like our parents…then simply commit yourself to my ideology of true power. The New Republic will be purged by our new and strong ally…as soon as we become complete. That is…if your faith in the Light Side had brainwashed you.” Xeo answers back without hesitation for what Dreazin just said.
“…I can’t believe you. I know that is not what you say and don’t bring our parents into this. Its…its hard enough to even think about them. You still talk about them as if they were the main reason why you ended up the way you are. Haven’t you thought that your choice in going down the dark path was all you’re doing? Dreazin…I want to save you.” Xeo’s brother told him back with a deep booming voice.
“But I am already saved, brother. The views from the Jedi aren’t the true answers to life and how all creatures live. Someone has already saved me and shown me how the ways of The Dark Side in such a matter that be influence on creatures, without midi-chlorians…to feel The Force. Like The Yuuzhan Vong who can’t feel The Force, nothing is impossible. Brother, you only need to just hear my new…friend’s advice on this matter…” Dreazin’s voice started to leave his mind while Xeo could feel another presence entering his. This time his head started to feel like it was on fire while the rest of his body could feel heat all around. It was all too much for him to bear as he dropped to his hands and knees. Trying to even move his mind felt like it was going to explode with shear pain but it didn’t. The presence left his mind while Dreazin’s voice started to talk in his mind again. “Did you like how my new friend’s power is being felt within your mind and body? Before you even say anything, I haven’t even used any of my powers to even influence this world. I just wish it were possible for you to understand the side that I choose to have the upper hand in my war. It is quite simply to surrender of one’s past and to embrace a larger aspect of The Force…to have total power, absolute power…this is but a taste of what I could harness, but at the moment I haven’t even thought of even using this ‘combustion type power’ before.” Xeo started to think about the warmth feelings he has been getting before.
“Combustion type power? Your saying The Force didn’t even do this?”
“…Now now. I can’t explain it all. I do believe this power isn’t something I am used to. Some things in this galaxy aren’t as they should be. No, The Force didn’t do this and not even to my own ends. If that was possible I would have already made it clear. Alas my powers haven’t even come close to…her powers. Even Force Lightning or Force Storm Lightning doesn’t have this much effect in such a quick and stealthy way.” Xeo couldn’t think of anyone else at the time that would have a “Combustion type power”. Only one name came to mind but he had no other names. If Dreazin was in Carnegie Hall the he might have seen the diary or known of the person’s name Xeo knew of.

"Her powers? You mean Melissa"?

"Heh...Melissa you say? I guess that little knock out of ours has done you in. if you remember or had your memories you would have know what I have begun to understand let's just say that my true self will be known throughout the galaxy and the end of war by my hands! You can thank her personally. You walk the path of a Jedi...and feel your fate be burned away when you see her..." Dreazin's voice faded away from Xeo's mind while the Jedi got up and started to recollect himself from what was just said. Dreazin's intentions were not clear to Xeo with more questions now laid before him. Only one thing was for sure and that was Xeo's brother had set things in motion that made him ponder about what was just said while leaving the "Rehearsal Room".
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