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I Don't Believe in Spooks	By : RikuRocks Category: Final Fantasy VII > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 738 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-I Don't Believe in Spooks
- 2-Chapter Two
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Rude had always wondered if there were any conditions that Reno could not fly in�now, he wished he did not know the answer. Between the wind and hail pounding against the chopper, the sounds of the blades attempting to cut through the squall, the static from the broken radio, the alarms going off in the cockpit, and Reno�s occasional cries of �Oh shit� from the pilot seat, Rude could barely hear himself think. Normally, that would be a much larger problem than it currently was, but at the moment, all Rude could do was continue to search for something useful -like parachutes- and think �Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck��
Suddenly, Reno called from the pilot�s seat, and his tone told Rude that they were out of time. �How�s the search comin�, Aibou?�
The helicopter lurched again, and Rude had to hold on rather than approach his partner. �No luck,� he called back and just caught the beginning of a curse before another gust of wind prevented him from hearing any more.
�Rude!� The redhead had to shout to be heard at all. �I�m gonna sweep by one of those peaks we�ve been avoidin�� The bald man could hear the strain in his partner�s voice as he fought to keep control in the storm. �Once we get low enough, you need to bail, yo!�
Rude�s gaze snapped from the nearing mountains to what little he could see of Reno�s back. �Fuck no; I�m not bailing on you!�
�I�m not givin� you a choice, Aibou!�
�Don�t you dare pull rank now, you little-�
�Rude, we have to ditch,� the redhead called back, his tone an odd combination of irritation, fear, and placation. �The chopper�s gonna be a problem for whoever goes last and I�m the better pilot! At least this way you might be in some condition to find me!�
The burly man could not think of any argument to that. He supposed he should at least be pleased that Reno knew better than to try to tell him to go get help rather than trying to find him himself�that still was no comfort at the moment. �Damn it!�
The slight Turk seemed to understand that as a sign of reluctant agreement. �Set off a flare once you�re on your feet so I can get away from you �fore I touch down!�
Rude collected the flare guns form where he had disregarded them earlier and strapped the holster from one to his belt; the other, he tossed across the chopper to Reno. �Fire that off when you jump so I know where to start!�
Knowing that words such as �be careful� or �don�t die� were redundant, the brawny Turk threw open the door and held on as he saw the cliff Reno was aiming for approaching. The sun was beginning to set, and the clouds and hail were blocking out most of the remaining daylight. Rude was astonished that his partner was able to line the quivering chopper up as well as he was.
�That�s as good as it�s gonna get,� the redhead shouted to him, �Can you make it?!�
Rude gauged the distance as well as he could under the conditions; he had jumped further and landed on harder surfaces plenty of times. Looking down, however, he realised that Reno was going to have to fall much further, and he could not see what the shorter man would be landing in�assuming he cleared the wind controlled helicopter. He clenched his jaw; there was no time for that. �Yeah!�
�Then go!�
Rude found that the feeling of leaping through the air was strangely disorientating when harsh winds shoved you and hail pelted down upon you. The initial landing was hard, but Rude knew how to tuck and roll and was soon on his feet with only some bruising and scratches to show for it. He could barely make out the struggling chopper through the storm and twilit sky as he fired off the flare.
The helicopter continued to move away from the bald man, slowly losing altitude before lurching and falling into a spin. Rude pulled off his sunglasses, strained his eyes to follow the dark reeling shape, and held his breath as he waited for Reno�s signal. He felt only slightly better when he saw the flare; it fell too far for a person to follow unscathed.
The helicopter crashed into the trees below while Rude was climbing down the cliff, and he would have regretted leaving so many explosives in it had the results not lit the cliff wall so well. Upon reaching the bottom, he discovered that his cell phone could not find a signal. He decided he would worry about that and everything else after he found his partner.
It had been some time since the brawny Turk had to navigate through a forest, let alone in the dark and during a hailstorm, but he made good time in reaching the perimeter that he estimated Reno would have touched down in. Still, he could not know exactly where his partner was and the sun had set completely. Pulling out his flashlight, Rude slowed his pace and started calling for Reno.
Lightning had joined the fray by the time Rude heard a weak call amongst the wind.
�Reno,� the bald man stopped moving, hoping to hear the sound again, �Reno!�
�-bou!� The voice was pained but strong enough to cut through the wind between the particularly harsh gusts. �Rude!� Rude took off in the direction of the voice immediately, calling out for Reno and picking up his pace as he heard the voice strained further with each answer.
The beam of his flashlight finally caught a flash of red, and Rude turned towards it, finally seeing his partner. Reno was lying on his side, curled into himself slightly, and was holding his right arm against his chest and squeezing his eyes shut.
�Shit, Reno�� The bald man kneeled next to the smaller and placed a hand on his shoulder. The redhead looked pale and roughed up and Rude could smell bile nearby. �...Concussion?�
The blue-eyed Turk did not move his head at all, �Yeah.�
�Bad?�
�Uh-huh.�
�How bad?�
�Can�t see, yo.�
�Damn,� Rude looked over his partner as he carefully started feeling along his skull. �What else?�
The redhead had to bite back the urge to either cry out or throw up with every touch to his injured head, but answered anyway. �Dislocated shoulder�elbow too�coupl�a cracked ribs�an� a sprained ankle�I think. Don�t think there�s any internal damage though. How �bout you?�
�I�m fine, just some bruising.�
�How bad, yo?�
�I�ve gotten worse fucking around with you.� The burly man sighed as he released his partner�s head. �Your skull�s still intact as far as I can tell; but it�s probably cracked pretty badly. Give me your arm.�
Rude helped Reno roll onto his back slowly, waited until the bout of dizziness and nausea passed, and then carefully took his right arm. �I can fix the dislocations, but you know the drill.�
�Yeah, it�ll hurt like a bitch and be useless for a couple days at least,� stated the redhead. �I�m worse off now and you know what you�re doing. Go for it, yo.�
Popping joints back together and feeling them doing so was not anything new to either of them, so Rude had Reno�s arm back together and in a sling made from part of his shirt in only a few minutes. Afterwards, he cleaned some cuts on Reno�s head and bandaged it with the rest of his shirt. Then, he noticed the redhead�s pained grin. �What?�
�Nothing�just that it feels like we�ve done this too many times.�
Rude grunted, �Why do you think I started carrying around the first aid kit?�
Reno released a weak chuckle, then immediately closed his mouth and grabbed his head with a wince. �Ugh� Hey, the radar on the copper showed something a few kilometres north-northeast of here. My guess is some sort of ruins, yo. Should be better than sittin� out in this without any cover and I�ll prob�bly be able to see again in a few hours.�
The bald man had not considered the weather since he found Reno, but now he realised that it had gotten worse; Reno was shaking and both of them were soaked. He nodded before remembering that his partner could not see him. �You can�t walk.�
�Yeah, I can;� Reno groaned as he started to push himself up and Rude moved to assist him. ��Maybe I need a little help. You don�t mind being a crutch, right Aibou?�
�No, but you need more than that.� The bald man held the redhead steady while he clearly fought a fresh wave of vertigo and nausea after standing. �I�m carrying you.�
�Fine, but I don�t want to hear any shit if I puke on you, yo.�
Some time later, Rude paused as he made something out through the hail and trees�something unexpected. �Reno�?�
�Yeah, Aibou...?�
�Was there any indication of technology or life around these ruins of yours?�
�No�this country is pretty behind in technology anyway; they�re usin� some old school shit. That�s why the boss-man wanted to check it out. Why?�
�We should be nearing whatever it is the radar on the chopper picked up and there�s a light ahead.�
�What kind of light?�
Rude squinted and focused on the prick of light in the distance. It appeared to be flickering and contained. �Fire�controlled.�
�Maybe we aren�t the only ones who got stuck out in this, yo.�
Rude grunted in response, knowing that -while he would not hear it over the storm- Reno would feel it. He started moving towards the light again, but more quietly this time. He doubted whoever was staying in the dwelling would pose a threat to them, but he was about to let them be caught unaware with his partner in his current condition. As he moved closer, Rude saw no further signs of life, although he could catch the scent of a lit fireplace over the smell of wet earth, aviation fuel, and blood.
Moving closer still, the bald man could make out a dark shape around the point of light from the fire. Eventually, the shape began to take form until Rude realised he was looking at an old castle. He did not even know that such dwellings still existed in Gaia.
He relayed what he was seeing to Reno as they found what appeared to be a dirt driveway.
The redhead attempted to turn his head as if to look for himself, before sucking in a pained breath and deciding to take his partner�s word for it. �You�ve gotta be kidding me�a castle? Like in the old fables, yo?�
�With stonework and a tower even.�
�Damn. I hope I can see it when we leave.�
Rude smirked slightly at that, before he paused upon seeing something approaching them in the gloom. �We�ve got company.�
�Drop me if you gotta.�
Before Rude could respond, the approaching shape grew close enough to take form, revealing an old carriage, drawn by two Chocobos. The driver was a large man, but he appeared to be unarmed and only interested in staying as dry as possible from his post. However, the brawny Turk could not tell who or what was inside, so he shifted his grip on Reno so that he could dodge, run, or put him down quickly without jarring him too much.
Apparently noticing this, the driver held up a hand as he stopped the carriage a yard away from the Turks. He then slowly pushed back the hood of his coat, revealing violet eyes and a strong face framed by dark dreadlocks. �If you mean no harm to us, then you shall come to none by us,� he called over the storm easily.
The door to the carriage opened, and a man wearing a dark oiled coat like the driver�s stepped out. He held out his arms for a moment, as if to show that he was unarmed, and then pulled his own hood down. This man had an angular face framed by long blonde hair, and green eyes that studied Rude and Reno through narrow spectacles.
�I am Evan,� the blonde called before nodding to the driver, �This is my associate, Dilan. We bring a message from Lord Ansem, master of these lands. He welcomes you to his castle and offers you shelter from the night. Now if you don�t mind, I don�t plan to stand in this horrid weather any longer than necessary, so accept or decline quickly.�
Reno shifted his head onto Rude�s shoulder and raised his voice only enough for his partner to hear, �Sounds like we can take �em, yo. What do you think, Aibou?�
�...Better than getting pneumonia.� With that, the brawny man approached the carriage. Evan stood out of the way to allow him to get inside with Reno before climbing in and hitting the roof the roof twice. The carriage turned and started heading back to the castle.
The green-eyed man looked over the two Turks in the dim light of the carriage lantern. �What happened to your friend? He seems�unwell.�
�We crashed,� Rude replied simply. �He hit his head.�
�May I see?� questioned the blonde man. �I�m a doctor.�
Rude looked down at the head of red that was pressed against his shoulder. �Reno�?�
�Yeah, sure� s�long as I don�t �ave t� move, yo.�
The bald man frowned at the way his partner�s speech slurred, but Evan merely smirked at the reply and leaned forward to see the injured man. He paused and considered Reno�s face for a long moment before slowly removing the bandage and feeling along the redhead�s skull and neck. �He has at least three skull fractures�and a fever.�
Evan rewrapped the blue-eyed Turk�s head and sat back again. �I�d like to dress that properly when he arrive at the castle. Tell me�Reno, is it?�
�Mm-Hmm��
Green eyes turned to Rude, �And you are?�
�Rude.�
�Hmm, fitting;� The blonde turned his attention back to Reno, and while it was likely clinical interest, Rude did not like the way he seemed to be studying the redhead�s features so intently. �Reno, are you feeling any nausea, dizziness, or disorientation?�
�Yeah�mos�ly when I move m� head, yo��
Evan nodded, and then glanced at Rude, �Anything else?�
The rest of the trip up the long driveway was spent with Evan asking questions about Reno�s condition and Rude answering them without giving any details on the crash itself�a fact that the blonde seemed to notice, though he made no comment. When they arrived before the castle, Evan exited the carriage immediately, and began calling out orders to someone Rude could not see.
Dilan held the carriage door open for Rude while he lifted Reno out, and then lead them to the castle doors. Evan and whomever he had been speaking to had already entered. A very large man with wavy russet hair and brown eyes stood at the castle entrance. He looked imposing, with a chiselled face and broad shoulders, but he nodded kindly when Rude passed and offered to take Reno for him.
The man nodded again when Rude refused, clearly not offended. �I�m Elaeus. I�ll take you to one of the guest rooms so you can get your friend comfortable.� He glanced back at Dilan before he turned down the foyer; �You should dry off before you inform the others of our guests� arrival.�
Dilan appeared to be watching the Turks curiously, but years of training and observing made it clear to Rude that the violet-eyed man�s intense gaze was aimed at Reno alone. He was beginning to think they would have been better in the squall.
The raven-haired man nodded to Elaeus and walked ahead without a word. Deciding not to comment on the other men�s� strange behaviour until he had more to go on, Rude silently followed the equally quiet Elaeus across a large entrance hall and up a large, sweeping staircase. While they were walking down another long hall, Reno decided to break the silence. �How many of you guys live here, yo?�
Elaeus glanced over and seemed to take the opportunity to look over the redhead in concern. �There are six of us apprentices as well as Lord Ansem, his butler, Luxord, and his adjutant, Master Saïx.�
Before either Turk could respond, the russet-haired man stopped and opened the door to a large bedroom. A fire was lit and the bed was turned down. �Here you are, we only just prepared it, so it may take a while to warm up fully, but Luxord placed some bed warmers between the sheets. He is currently preparing the next room over for you, Mister-?�
�Rude,� the brawny Turk answered brusquely, �This is Reno, and I�m staying with him.�
The large apprentice blinked, then smiled lightly and nodded. �I understand. I�ll inform Luxord that the second room won�t be needed.�
Just as Elaeus turned, Even entered the room in a crisp white suit. A petite young man with blue hair, who was carrying an old medical bag and a large pile of dressings, followed him.
�You should get out of those wet clothes,� the blonde commented to Rude before indicating the bed. �Put your friend down here so we can look at him...damn, he�s unconscious!�
Rude glanced down quickly to find that Reno had lost consciousness sometime on the way to the room. He quickly stroked the redhead�s face and hissed his name to attempt to wake him. �C�mon little man, wake up!�
�Set him down first,� Evan called before turning to his associates. �Elaeus, bring more firewood�his immune system is likely compromised and we should keep him warm. Ienzo, quit dawdling and get over here!�
Rude glanced towards the door as he moved to the bed and saw that the boy who had followed the doctor in was standing a few feet into the room and staring at Reno as though he were seeing a ghost. Before the bald man could say anything, the youth seemed to overcome his surprise and moved to the other side of the bed to set down his supplies. The slate-eyed boy shared a fleeting look with Elaeus, who shook his head minutely before leaving the room. Ienzo soon followed, glancing back once with a look of confusion.
Rude decided he was going to have the corner the kid later, if given the opportunity. He was sure now that the interest these men were showing his partner was not his imagination or idle curiosity, and the youth seemed to be his best bet for answers thus far. If he were not in a situation that demanded help, Rude would have taken Reno and left on the spot, whether it seemed paranoid or not.
Evan began removing the crude splints and bandages from Reno as soon as Rude set him down on the bed. �As I said, you really should get out of those wet clothes. There should be a suitable robe in the armour�and one for -Reno, was it?- as well.�
�I�ve been trained in first aid; I�ll help you with him first.�
�You�ve already administered first aid, which is likely why he�s lasted this long without passing out,� commented Evan. �He needs proper treatment now, and he�ll have it.�
�You won�t do him any good if you take ill as well,� added a smooth voice from the doorway. Rude turned to see Ienzo entering with a basin of water and a few handkerchiefs draped over his arm. �I can assist Evan well enough while you get yourself dried and warmed.�
�We don�t need two ill strangers to look after,� commented Evan. Then, he motioned the younger male around the bed; �Ienzo, help me remove this man�s coat�and be mindful of his right arm, I believe it�s fractured and the joints have only just been relocated by our stubborn friend here.�
Rude watched the two closely as they tended to Reno, ready to take them both out if they appeared to make any false moves, but they made none. Once Reno had been looked over, cleaned, and all his injuries were treated, Ienzo helped Rude put one of the spare robes from the armour on the redhead. The youth then dipped a handkerchief in the tepid water from the basin he brought and draped it over Reno�s forehead before following with one on his neck.
�Try to keep his fever down this way and wake him in about an hour, then continue to do so every few hours. If the water gets too cold, call on one of us for more,� the blue-haired youth instructed before gathering the remaining supplies and leaving.
�Elaeus should be in soon with the firewood,� commented Evan as he turned to leave as well. �Call on any of the rooms across the hall if his condition worsens. We will send some soup up for you as well as your friend in a moment.�
�Thank you.� Rude waited until the blonde left the room, closing the door behind him, before checking over Reno and then changing out of his soaked clothes. He had just sat down on the bed beside Reno when there was a firm knock at the door.
Elaeus entered with a crate of firewood, followed by a man with a short, light blonde hair and a goatee who was pushing a teacart.
�I�m Luxord,� the blonde introduced himself with a bored tone and an exotic accent. �I�ll be back for the cart later. I need to see to Lord Ansem�s supper now�he always dines late.� With that, the strange butler left the room.
�Ignore him,� commented Elaeus, who was tending the fire. �He�s always like that. Aside from Lord Ansem, he sees no reason why he should play nice with anyone who cannot offer him something in return. Will you need anything else?�
Rude was about to decline, when he noticed the other man�s gaze flicker to Reno as he turned back to the fire. �Could you send Ienzo in if he has a moment? He gave me some instructions for Reno�s care that I wanted to ask about.�
The brown-eyed man looked Rude over briefly, but it was enough for the Turk to recognise a familiar, protective edge to his gaze�one he knew he and Reno had turned on one another many times, despite knowing they cold take care of themselves. He wondered if this man had the same confidence in the blue-haired youth�s ability to defend himself.
�I�m just going to ask him a couple of questions,� Rude assured the other man.
�I�ll let him know you wish to see him,� Elaeus answered after a brief moment, and then he turned and headed for the door. He paused on his way out and spoke without turning; �Ienzo...should not be distressed. Do not upset him.� The russet-haired man left before the brawny Turk could comment.
Rude frowned at the large apprentice�s response, but then decided that he had to consider some more pressing matters. He checked the room for any signs of surveillance and then tested the soup and tea for poisons in a small kit he had brought. Once everything checked out fine, the bald man sat and the bed and turned to Reno, tapping one of his cheeks. �Reno��
After a few more tries, the redhead groaned and opened his eyes before groaning again and grabbing his head. �Aibou�? Where are we?� He prodded the pillow he was resting against curiously.
�We�re in the castle, Evan and a little guy named Ienzo treated you. I think we�re fine now, but something is definitely off here.� Rude pulled the teacart closer as he spoke and lifted a tray with bowl of soup. �Here you need to eat. They sent some soup up.�
�Did you check for poison?�
Rude grinned slightly, �Yes and any surveillance. Everything�s clean.�
Reno refused to let Rude feed him, instead propping up on more pillows and holding the bowl in his lap while slowly eating with the other hand. �So, what makes you think something�s up? �Besides everyone bein� all creepy and livin� in a castle in the middle of nowhere like they�re stuck in a time warp?�
�I don�t like the way they keep looking at you.�
The redhead paused in his eating. ��Lookin� at me� in the same way you always don�t like people lookin� at me or something else?�
�Something else�it�s as though they�re studying you or sizing you up for something.�
�...But not you?�
�Not me.�
Reno frowned. �I�m definitely the easier target right now�but we weren�t supposed to be anywhere near here, so it can�t be a grudge or something.�
�The looks they�re giving you aren�t violent or malicious either,� commented the brawny man thoughtfully. �Evan, Dilan, and Elaeus looked like they were studying a new or rare breed of something, Luxord didn�t even look at you, and Ienzo looked scared stiff when he first saw you�and he wanted to say something, but Elaeus indicated that he shouldn�t and they left the room together after that.�
�You said Ienzo was a little guy?� Rude hummed a confirmation and Reno continued undisturbed. �We should be able to get something out of him.�
The bald man frowned, �I think we should try a different approach first.� Reno blinked and opened his mouth, but Rude continued, knowing that his partner was going to ask about that. �Like I said, he seemed shocked and looked like he wanted to bring up whatever caused that reaction. I asked Elaeus to send the kid back here, and he got protective�like I would for you; said the kid shouldn�t be distressed.�
The redhead frowned as well; �What�s up, Aibou? You sound concerned and it�s not like you to grow a soft spot for anyone. Well, besides the boss-man �n� me, and�you know what I mean, yo.�
�It�s not a soft spot, Reno.� Rude patted the smaller man�s thigh and then let his hand rest there. �It�s just a feeling. I don�t think we should decide who�s shady and who�s clean here until we know more. Elaeus looked more concerned than the others and he seemed to get it right away when I wouldn�t hand you over at the door�and the way he told me not to upset Ienzo; he definitely knows what it mean sot have a partner down and not know what�s going on.�
Reno seemed to understand then. �Maybe the kid�s sick?�

�Or something bad happened here,� the brawny man added, �Even by our standards.�
Their conversation was interrupted by a soft knock at the door. Rude moved the bowls back to the teacart, �Come in.�
Ienzo entered quietly and closed the door behind him before turning to face the Turks. He looked uneasy when he saw Reno awake, but seemed relieved once his gaze fell on the redhead�s sightless eyes. �Oh good, you�re awake,� slate eyes shifted to Rude, �How�s his fever?�
The bald man placed his hand on his partner�s cheek. �It feels like it�s going down�and he ate most of the soup.�
�Good,� the petite apprentice approached the bed, but paused at a polite -and safe- distance away. His eyes remained on Rude, �Elaeus said you had some questions for me�?�
Rude�s eyes flickered over the room quickly as he came up with a plan. He touched Reno�s knee subtly as he stood, and saw a look of understanding touch the redhead�s face. Then, the bald man headed toward the chairs by the hearth and gestured for the boy to follow. He hoped that putting some space between him and Reno might make the boy more comfortable.
The burly man was not accustomed to playing �good cop�, usually he left that to Reno, but he figured it would be easy enough to switch from benign to threatening if need be. He sat in the chair closest to the bed, which left the chair closer to the door free. �Why don�t we sit down?�
Ienzo�s eyes shifted from Rude, to Reno, and back again, but his expression remained unreadable. After a pause, he nodded and moved to sit in the chair opposite Rude. �This isn�t about Reno�s injuries, is it?�
Rude blinked�and decided that he never liked beating around the bush anyway. �No, but it is about Reno.�
The blue-haired youth met the brawny man�s gaze thoughtfully before shaking his head lightly. �No it isn�t�not really.�
Rude frowned and glanced at his partner, who also looked confused. He turned back to the petite youth, �What do you mean by that?�
Ienzo glanced at Reno as well, before looking at Rude quizzically and biting his bottom lip. After a long moment, he sighed. �I think I should show you something.� The boy stood, turned, and then looked at Rude over his shoulder as he headed for the door, �Coming?�
Even without his sight, Reno seemed to know exactly when Rude looked to him. �Up to you, Aibou; I say check it out of it answers your questions, yo.�
�Here,� Rude tuned at the sound of Ienzo�s voice, facing him just in time to catch a large key that the youth tossed at him. �That goes to the door to this room. I thought you might want it for the night.�
�Is this the only key?� asked Rude sceptically.
�Yes and no,� replied the blue-haired teen. �That is the only key to this specific room, but there are two master keys that will open any door in this castle. One stays with Lord Ansem and the other is with Braig�he�s the lead apprentice, I suppose you could say. He is also otherwise occupied with one of the other apprentices tonight and I can assure you that Lord Ansem will not be calling on you.�
Rude removed his gun from his holster and carefully put it Reno�s hand; �Just in case.�
�You know, if they get close enough for me to use this without seein� �em, I might as well use my EMR,� commented the redhead as he tucked the firearm under the blankets near his thigh.
�Here then,� the bald man removed his partner�s EMR from the pile of wet clothing on the floor and tossed it on the bed, �Now you can take your pick.�
Rude turned to Ienzo as Reno tucked his weapon of choice away; the boy had an eyebrow arched but otherwise appeared unfazed by the scenario. �Lead the way, kid�but you�d better be on the level.�
The boy simply turned and started heading out of the room. �Ienzo, if you don�t mind,� he commented in an apathetic tone.
The brawny Turk looked at his partner again, and noticed the corner of the redhead�s mouth turned up slightly. �I don�t think you�re gonna have to worry about is distressin� him too much, Aibou.�
Rude grunt, �Just don�t get into any trouble while I�m gone.� Knowing Reno�s snort was as much of an acknowledgment as he was going to receive, Rude locked the door behind him and followed the strange petite youth through the darkened halls of the castle.
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