Listen Closely

Bayle took a deep breath of Japanese air as she stepped out of the doorway to her hotel. It was good to come back here every once in awhile, and she was even more glad to be here currently. She had just taken a trip to Africa on business and the temperature change was more than welcome. So was the culture change, but she wasn't about to complain. The weapons dealer had just made quite a bit of black market money, in fact most of those sorts of deals came from Africa and she was extremely grateful for their faithful business. She smiled to herself and adjusted her sunglasses. It was dark out, but she had other reasons for wearing them. She didn't have a problem with her eyes or anything, in fact she missed being able to show them off, but in her line of work it was simply a good idea to stay under the radar as much as possible. A slight breeze blew by, ruffling her short black hair. She looked at her watch to check the time, making sure her favorite restaurant was still open. It was. She smiled to herself as she walked, immersing herself in all the sounds and images around her. The occasional group of people rushed by, some talking, some saying nothing, some talking to themselves or listening to music. Neon lights and shiny cars, the sounds of brakes and of tires cruising over the pavement. Her designer boots clicking against the sidewalk punctuating the fluctuating durations of noise and silence, and then she heard a sound she didn't expect. She looked up just in time, right after another group of people walked by, to see the man. She had heard his screaming first. She jumped back as he sped to the earth, smacking into the sidewalk in front of her with a mix of squish, cracks, and splats. Blood spattered up onto her recently tan skin and black designer clothes as her green eyes widened behind her sunglasses, which she quickly removed to see if this had actually happened. It had. The man lay sprawled in front of her, blood quickly spreading out in a puddle from him. She stepped back more to avoid it and immediately whipped out her cell phone to call the police. As she waited for them to arrive she looked up. She was right in front of the Fiore Cosmetics building. This was where the man had fallen from. She followed the path he must have taken with her eyes before landing again on the man in front of her. His blood had reached her boots without her noticing. She walked over to a nearby bench and sat down to wait for the police. The most disturbing part about this was, she was more than sure that this man had been pushed. She had heard a lot of screams, especially due to her recent trip, and this was a scream of fear and a scream for help. Besides if she was going to jump off of a building, she would just be quiet and enjoy the feeling of the wind on her face...

After some time, the police arrived on the scene, taping off the area fairly quickly. Bayle watched from the sidelines as the ambulance that arrived picked up the man and carted him off. From the way they handled the body with little care, he was clearly already dead. From a 15-story drop, of course, it was no surprise.

"Excuse me, Miss?" came a voice beside her, as a police officer stepped up to her. "We'd like you to come to the police office for questioning. I'm sorry for the inconvenience, but we need as much information as possible."

****

Ten minutes later, Bayle was seated comfortably in an office in downtown Tokyo, a cup of water next to her, and a different officer across the table from her.

"I hope you're comfortable," he started. "I'm sorry this had to happen to you, miss. Shall we go ahead and start with what you just saw tonight?"

"Please, don't apologize." Bayle smiled and moved her sunglasses to the top of her head so she could see things more clearly. "Well I was just out taking a walk, getting ready to get some food, and this man landed in front of me. I'm almost certain he fell from the Fiore Cosmetics building, though I'm sure that's obvious." she took a sip of the water next to her and leaned back in her chair. "I found it interesting that he was screaming on his way down. I think he was pushed but by the time I looked up, there was no one there."

"Interesting..." the officer said. "It's interesting that you say that, but, unfortunately we have no idea if he jumped or was pushed. This is the second person to have fallen from the roof of Fiore Cosmetics. There was a security video that showed the roof from down below, and it showed the man climbing onto the railing and falling by himself. We're trying to retrieve the footage from tonight as we speak. Are you sure you didn't see anything else that might have been important?"

" No, unfortunately I didn't..." Bayle thought for a moment. " Perhaps there was someone off camera threatening the man? Did you find any signs of that?" How odd that this was the second time this has happened. What could be causing this? Would there be anymore? She reached into her purse and pulled out a business card. These men might need some new firepower soon.

The officer picked up a cigarette and lit it. "Nothing. No fingerprints, signs of a struggle, or any other evidence left at the scene. All we have is the videotape, and it doesn't tell us much; up until they started falling, the guy looked perfectly calm. By all appearances, the men just decided to up and off themselves for no particular reason. Either that or they were two daredevils disguised as businessmen that just had two unrelated freak accidents at the same place a week apart." He laughed. "Either way, it's just creepy."

" I agree." Bayle handed him her card. " Well whatever is going on, if you have need for my services please give me a call. I have several non-lethal products. Perhaps it's fate I was around when this happened." she suggested while flashing him a trustworthy smile. "May I go now?"

"Yes, of course," the officer said, while taking her card skeptically. "If we have need of you, we'll let you know. Same thing if we have any more questions. Have a good day."

He opened the door for her to leave, bowing her out.

When Bayle arrived at Fiore Cosmetics, the dead of night had fully set in. The neon signs of Tokyo at night lit up the streets around her, but the traffic had fully died down by now. It seemed like people were now avoiding the Fiore building after all the suicides that had occurred here. The building was still open, but most of the offices had been shut down. She could still see a few lights on in the bottom floor, but little else in the building was active.

She parked her motorcycle and took a break to smoke a cigarette, looking in the front doors of the building. She was happy that it was even still open. However that presented it's own challenges, like the receptionist residing at the front desk. Should she distract her, or just walk in like she knew what she was doing. She decided on distraction. She looked up the number for the building and called it.

The receptionist looked surprised at a call this late, but regardless, she picked up the phone. "Fiore Cosmetics, how can I help you?"

Bayle made sure to pitch her voice higher than usual, just in case this didn't work. "Hello. I had a meeting here earlier today. It was on the fifth floor with Mr. Moriwaki and, unfortunately, I think my wallet fell out of my pocket. Do you have a lost and found?" she queried pretending to chuckle a bit with embarrassment.

"Umm... No, unfortunately we don't have a lost and found. If your wallet was found it would have been brought up to me though. Let me check..." She shuffled around under her desk. "No, it doesn't look like I have a wallet for anyone. Sorry!"

" Oh noo~. I'm sure I left it there. Could you please go up and check for me? Maybe it bounced under something..." she layered distress into her voice. If that didn't work then she could definitely get her bitch out.

"Umm, sure... I could go up and check real quick! I'll call you back!" She quickly hung up and scuttled over to the elevator and out of sight.

Bayle quickly got into her phone menu to change her voicemail to a vague "Hi! I'm not near my phone right now! You know what to dooo~!" in her heightened voice before shutting her phone off and heading into the building. She found the door to the nearest flight of stairs and headed up them. It would be quite a climb, but taking the elevator was too noisy, and anyone that might be working at this hour would likely take the elevator as well. After a couple of dead ends she finally made her way to the roof of the building. She quietly opened the door, taking a look around from the doorway. Seeing no one, she headed out to take a look around for some evidence. She set up her camera first, just to the left of the door, taking in a view of the door and most of the rooftop. After she had it ready to record, she took a look around. After an exhaustive search of every nook and cranny, and simply just waiting on the roof for a few hours she found nothing. She decided that the camera could catch anything she didn't, and she turned on her phone. She began to sneak down, using the stairwell once again. When she reached the third floor, she called the receptionist back, telling her that she had actually been on the tenth floor, not the fifth. As the receptionist once again left her post, Bayle raced down the stairs and back out of the building, stopping next to her motorcycle to catch her breath. This was the most fun she'd had in awhile!

As she caught he breath, a noise behind her alerted her. The door to Fiore Cosmetics opened, and a worker came out quietly. However, as soon as he saw Bayle, he stopped and smiled awkwardly. It was clear that he was hiding something. He waved at her, all while forcing a smile, and started off down the street, looking back at her over his shoulder once before he started to speed up his walk.

That wasn't suspicious at all. she thought sarcastically to herself. She took the safety off of both of her guns, concealed under a long coat she was wearing, and began to follow the man, ready to draw the gun on her right hip.

It didn't seem like the guy caught on to being tailed. He led her across the city, taking a winding path through back alleys and side streets. He seemed to be really nervous, with or without being tailed, and wearing his long trenchcoat, he almost definitely seemed to be hiding something. Finally, after nearly half an hour of being followed, he led her to his destination.

Bayle stood at the edge of a large construction yard, where it appeared that the foundation for a skyscraper was being laid. Large girders rose from the ground and crossed each other in the air, while piles of bricks and ladders lay everywhere. The girders and construction equipment laid shadows everywhere, giving plenty of opportunity for places to hide.

The man was halfway across the yard when he stopped abruptly and trembled, as if some irresistible force had just washed over him. Then, after that short pause, he walked over to a ladder and started up it onto the construction.

After picking up that the man was highly suspicious of being followed, Bayle tailed him much more secretively. She was usually a lot more up front, preferring intimidation over sneaking, but this was a unique situation. Especially when she reached the construction yard, and the man tumbled, she wasn't sure who else could be there. She stuck closely to the shadows, slowly making her way over to the ladder the man had taken a couple minutes earlier. She was thankful for her black clothing.

As Bayle watched, the man continued to climb, shuffling up beams, stepping carefully over bricks, until at last, he reached the highest point. He walked to the end of a girder that hung over a clearing, balancing carefully on the end and looking down to the ground four stories down.

It was then that it hit her what this man was going to do. She looked around for something to stop him. She was only halfway up the ladder...she probably couldn't climb fast enough, but she could try. Meanwhile, perhaps she could get his attention. "Hey! What the hell are you doing up here?!" she screamed the question at the man with authority, but only with enough volume to reach his ears. She didn't want to startle him into falling.

The man was startled, very nearly falling, but he hung on carefully. He looked down at Bayle in surprise, fully expecting to have been alone.

"I--" the man started, not sure what to do for a moment, before seeming to decide on something and smiling at her.

His frame seemed to glow a faint blue, two pinpoints of red appearing in his eyes as he looked down at her. Before she could react, she suddenly felt as if something were rushing at her from within his eyes.

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B̒͐͂̆͏̴̫͚̥̳a̷̢̨̤͙͖̳̼͓͐̏̐ỵ̸̟̫͈͖̲̾͛͜l̛̘̪͓͓ͮ͛̂͋ͬͤ̑e̷̗͋͊͒͑̉̉͘ ̤̲͎͆̋̀s͎̰̰̖̘̰̰͕ͬ̓̔ͫ̐n̽̃͢͏̜̺̯͟a̙̻̝̟̹ͥ̇ͪ͟͟p͔̖͓͎̝̺ͪ̾̏͌̿̽ͦ͡͝p̜̣̙̙ͬ͐̽ͧ͌̓̿͢e̷̱̫̞̞̲̮̍̈́ͭ̐͑̅͟d̴͉͉͗̔ͥ̂ͧ ͖͈͈͉̥͉̲͇͗ͮ̀ͨ̓͌̇͛̕ț̷̴͓̿͌͗̓ͤͮͤͥ̐͟o̯̎͋͒͐ ̝͚͇͈͂ͩͩͣͭ̓a̸̶̡̲̻̘̲̥̳̝ͫ̄̄ͣͥ̈̏t̤͔̦͉̬͉̐͒̂ṭ̴̖͖͉̠̪̬̿͢ě͇̪̤̟̘̮̯̃͌̍̿̍̅̀͟n̷͈̺̜͖̳̭̋̑̿̀̈́̅̿ͥ͝t̤̠͇͈̼͔̬̓̽̕͡ͅͅi̗̤ͨͨ͐̀͘ộ̝̱̤̩ͨͦ͛͂̒ṅ̢͕̞̭̬͎̠̃͑ͣ͛ͬ͛ͅ,̥̮͈̋͑͌̿͆̉ ͈̒ͭ͟ͅc̵̢͓̤̰̤̤͒ͧ͆̔̅̋̌́̋r̝̻̥̤ͪ̄a͇͉̭̖̦̱̩̯̓̔̒̌͗̕͞ͅc̡̘͇͍͙̭͎͓͂̇͒̆̿͆̀̆͟ķ̤̼͑̃̐ͭ̍ỉ̡̻͍̮̩̠̗͙ͩ̑ͦͧ͌n̨̞̤͍̲͚̲ͨͬ͑ͫ̇͑g̦̳̫̣͙͍̣͐͗̍̅ͮ ̱͉͕͉͎ͬ͋ͥh̛͙̝̦̩̳̄̓́ê̫͓̟͖̝̺̙̳̿͌ͫ̚r̷̮̫̟̠̬̩̤͉̎̅̏̍́ ̧̪̹͈̞̪ͩ̾̇͐͠͡n͚͖̲̻̯͎̉͋ͨ̔̂ͧ͛ẹ̬͓̼̘̤̓̑͆ͪͮ̚͝c̶̻̠̯̰͓͚̩̀̅ͤͪ̆̄ͯ̕k͍̼̤͖̄͂̇͐ͦͥ̉ͪͫ.͖̲̲̰͕ͤ͒͊͡ͅ ͣͫ̀͛҉̡̥̞͔͠ ̶̢̬̠̘͔͕ͫͅH͓̞̼̬̙͚̟̬ͯ͂̔̿͂̂̃͛e͍̼̖̠̿ͥ̓ͬ̚ ͉͙͇̖ͦ̆̂̇ͤ̚ẉ̷̯͔͈̤̊ą͉͔̘ͭͩ̑s̴͚͙̥̠ͬ͐ͪ͆͞ ̸͖̮̰̥͙̿̓̽́̚u͓̞̲͓̝̦̽̓̎̿ͯ͟ͅņ̥̩̰̗̍̄͛ͩu̵͕̰̫͈͍̬͌͂́ͭ͛͞ͅs̲̬̑̋̀̋ͬ̌͆̄͂͜e̛̯̲̪̠ͦ̎͆̍ͩ̌̃d̨̞̹͉̻̥̔̋͒͌̏̔ ̧͇͙̀ͯ͊t̛̘̙̖̿͋ͧ̒̉ͯ̎́o̭͔̫̣̬̣̩̠̝ͯͮ̄̇̆̽̀ ̝͖ͬ̏́ͪ͛ͩ̕w̓͋́ͧͭͣ҉̻͚̘͈̱͎̦̖e̶̻̱̝ͥ̃̅ͮ̀a̖̝̦̯̩̤̜̜̖̍ͤr̤ͬͯ̉ͧ̔i̭͇̮̿͗͂̎n̦͛̆͜͡g̴̢̟͕ͬ͐͒̍͂ͮ ͍̮͖̱̝̝͂́f̶̞̰̆͐̆ͥͩ̉ͩę̵͔͈͖̲̮͇͙̲̰͛̆̿́̏̌̀̈͛m̡͕̦̭̦̲͊ͅã̰̳͛̊͋͌̂ͥ́̕l̷̵͉͔̳͚̲̺̭͒̿̑e͊ͬ̔̔҉̫͎̤͈̙͇͕̳ ̝͓͓̖̹̪ͩ̽ͮ̇͠b̷̮̩̩̟̖̙̣̍ͦͥͯ́o̵̠̟̗̦̥̫ͯ͊̐ͥd̷̷̮̹̝̰ͧ̍ͤ̽̒͊̚i̢ͨͨ̊̐ͭͨ̒̊̔͏̸̮͕ê̦̦͍̪͗ͫ̽̊́s̤̜ͬ̐̇̓.̟͕͖̖̳̍͊̀ͭ.̵̨͚̩̳͖̩̥̔ͯ͋̄̄̒͞.̞̻͉̰̞͕̜̚͟ ̸͍̬̟̝͉͕̝̲̟ͩ̾̇ͨ̉͌ͮ̄ͯ̕i̢̺̤͖̰̹ͭ̓͒̊̄̃t̏̓͟͝҉̫̼̱͚̬ ̮͕̪̂͌̈̕͟w̨̟̤̲ͦ͐̑ͭ͐͒͛ȃ̴̙̰̬͆͑͑̍͘s̵̬̻̹̮͎̻̠͎ͫ͐ͪ̆̾ ̶̘̘̏̌q̨͍̖̠͚̽̋ͤ̎̔ͥ̿͞u̴̜̖̖͙͔͔̟̠̯͗̉̃ͭ̊͂̒͗i̭͖̅̚̚͞t̹̝͉͇̼̳̲̉̅̑̉͛ͮ̿̓̂e̫̬͉̘̔͋̇ ̣̆̔ͫ̄͛̾̚̕͘ͅj̴̛̻̝̲̼͓͇͈ͦͪ̔̕a̓͢͏͔̳͈͇͕͖ṙͩ̐̌̓ͤ͏̶̢̪̬ͅṟ͖̝̠̳͉͔̬̚i̷̙̜̤̥ͮ̒̒͜͞n̷̴̜̪͒̑͊̓̂͜g̴̛̠̲̙̀͑.̸̢̛̮̲̋ͣͥͯ̄͆ͥ̎ ̢̧͕̜̩ͭ̓ͩ͢ ̵̬͉͇̺͓͔̠̜̉̍̇ͮ̾́ͫ͡͞U̧̠̥̞͎͛́ͮ̂̆͌͢p̯̈́̐́̀͆ͤ͗̈́͝ ̸̮̯͎̦͂́̎̀̾ͥͩ̀̄͘a̛̟̼͓͉̳͆͌͘ͅb̴̙͉́̓ͮ̉ͤ̃̇̏͞ô̵ͪͪ̓҉̶͍̲v̶̺ͫ͗ͩ̐̎̅e̡̜̖̖͚͂̈́̔̓̄̿ͣ̾,͕̼̮͖͈͍̖ͭ̓̿ͬ́͘ ̵͇̔ͬ͗ͥ̏ͤt̵͓͈͉͆͛͒̒͗͘͝h̨͈̳͙̖͎̟͕͐͋̍͗͞͡e̶͚̜̦͈̿͊ͭ̕͜ ̳̤̫̞ͩ̉͋̏ͣ̏̐̑͢ȩ̵̼̮̣͍̌̌̔͐͟m̧͕̠̹͍͕̞̱͎͚ͥͮͩ̈̋̄̿̉ͩp̻͇̯̦͈̿̿̍ͥ̓̄ͦl̾̇͗́͏̙̖̫̝̤̤õ̷̟̣̯̜͈͈̿ͤ̀͊͛̑̿͘y͚̰̩̟̯͆̓ͦ͆͝é̙̑ͬͧ̄̆ͮͭ̅͟͝e̞̼̻͔͕̖̳͖͉͋̅̅ͭ́̑̑ͪͫ ̶̮͎͇̒̽ͫͧ͟͟ͅh̶̶̭͈͚́̎͝e͕̙̞̻̬̯̱̺͌̈ͫ̇̕͟ ̨̟̪ͪ̒͘͟ͅh̴̭͉̪̼͕̺͎̹ͮ̑̋ͤ̾ͬ̚a̪̞͉̣̩͍̣̖ͬ̉͊ͪ͜d̠͈̳̪̓͊͗̌ͨ̇͠ ́̓̿̿̀̉̅͏̨̙j̜̪̙̞̭̣̙͇ͧͧ̔̓́͠ú̵ͯͦͣ͂ͪ̔͠҉̮͍̝̣̹s̨̥̭͕̫̟̹̣̺͔̽̎́t̛̼͈ͥͬ͘ ̢̫̭͇͒͠b̡̓͊ͣ͌ͧ̽́҉̭̪͇e̦̳̭̗̩̤͒ͧ̔ͨ̓͑̈́́͡e̺͖ͥͬͮ͐̔ͩ̄n̤̝̩̠̈́ͧ͗ͫ ̛̺͍͙̬̲͗ͤ̂́́ͅw̴͇̪ͧ̍́̆͡ĕ̷ͫ̒͆ͣ͒͆ͨ͏̯̺̖̞͎͕ͅȁ͔̗̦̼̟ͮ͋ͯ͑̏́́͡r͈̘̭̳͓̭͑͂ͪ̃͢į͈͍̥̦̭̤͊͑ͦ̆ͯ͘n̈ͤͫ̇̽́̾҉̴̡͚̮̮̱g̴̵̯̣̦̀̔ ̧̼̺̰̬͕̂ļ͓̝̂ͥͩ͟o̤̤͇̗̝̠͌ͦ̽̒̓̕s̷̯̺̞̻̺̆ͪ̎̎̂ͬt̬̥͖͛̌̂͊͐̕ ̵̥̜̪̦̱̙ͮ͛ͅḫ̙̯͌̌ͧ͑̓͒̈̄͡ȉ̸̵̼̲̯̬͔͟ͅs̯̟͍ͫͥͅ ͙̦͙̳͉̠̜̀̎̈̂͑͘bͨ̌͑́̓ͣ̚͏̱͓a̢̘̣͙͈̬̼͆́́ͩ̈́ͭ̈̆͞l̯̤̟̗ͬ́̉͋͊a̶͍͍̰̯͌͑̎̃̓̎ͤ̄̚ͅn̴̵̝̠͋c̖̳͕̙̪̱̠̝ͭͤ̌̉̽͒ͮ̔͡ḛ̴̘͔̟̲̖͚̌͛͞,̉̍͊ͧ͋҉̜͎ ̬͖̪̩̒̎ͩͧ̂̑ͩs̛͓͓̼̩͆̇́̀̋̏c̟̩̫̊̑r͕͔̅͆̇͂̑̽̅͘͠e̅҉̱a̟̓̌̿ṃ̨̮͐̊̀i̫͎̩̘̳̪̳ͤ̉͊ͥ̇̇ͣ̍n͗͑̈̂̐̊ͩ̇҉̰̖̣̥̯ğ̴̸̜͍͎ͨͮ́͂̚ ̨̛̱̾̐ͫͩ̀́ͪ̚͠a̡͎̳̮ͬ̊ͩͮ̽̇̃ͣ͜͠n̍̇͆ͨ̅ͨ͏̵̖̙͓̻ď̴͉͚̥̠͉͎̔̓̽̐̚ ̨̛̼̖̞͍̫̭͕̰ͭͣͥ̓̾̚͘f̷̝͇̥̬͖̦ͫ̅̂̀ͧ̅͗̀͠l͎̪͉̺̲̹͔̓̒̍̒̾̀i̷̔̾̆ͨ̀҉̳͓͎̰̺̥̜͉ṕ̨̬̼̤̳͉̖̟͈̀ͣ̾̆ͨ̾͊͘p̨̛͎̦͖̾ͦ̎ͨ̊̅ͭ͘ȋ̩͇̜͔̪ͤn̷̨̳͔̭͓̼̣̘̅̈ͤ̐ͯͮͪͤ̌g̪̭ͩ̐̂ͮ̓͊̌ ̶̸̖̠̰͇̦͚̤̩͚̈́͊ͫ̋̔͒̓dͬ̑̍҉̸͖͍͡o̧͔̯̝̬͈̾͊ͫw̘̯̜͛̊̒̿̽ͨͩ͗n̮̤̻̬̘̽̋ͣ ̴̬̫̯̫ͩ̽̌̐͋ͣ̚t̛͓͖̝̐ͩ͂͊ǫ̪̲͓ͤͧͬ́̅͡ ̷̮̦͇̬̙͓ͩ̾ͯh̯͎̖̭͔͙̆̑̃͢ͅi͕̦̜ͧͪ́ͧs̮̘̤̪̞͓̑ͣ̌ͩ̽ͪ̊͆̕͠ ̄͆ͨ̃̑͢͠͏̣̻̖̜͍̗̥͈d̥̿̾ͥ̇̓̒̊́ͅḗ̶̟̻̝͓̑͂͗̇ͮ͐̌ͅã̶̶͕̠̎̓̓ͤͭ̚t͎̦̹͔̹̺̯̯̊̾͆̎́͟h͉̳̦̭̰͍̣ͥ͋ͦ̏̍͒͂͛͐́́̕.̭͈̦̭̾̉́̒̌̚͠ ̖̩͖̌̓͌̓ͧ͊̐ ͎̘̬͍̞͊̎ͨH̭͕͕̥̲̱͖͇͑̃̆͋͋͗͠e̝͕͉̯̓ͦͤͬͮͪ ̞̻͎͎̖͋͑ͮ̔̚̕ḩ̸̺͈̖̺̮̆̒ͧ̆́́͡i̎̒̽ͭ͏̳̮̬̱͈͍͓̼̕t̨̲̥̩̤̩̘̉̏̀ ̴̘͕̯͈̙̓̾̀̈́ͣ͘t̼̭̙̺̻̠͈̳ͧͭ̓̇͟h̲̩ͩ̅̆̐͗̈́͒ͯ͘è̠̄ͪͮ̌ͬ̚ ͔̈̀͊͊g̥̉ͭ̉ͯ̏͂͒̌́ͅr̲̣̲̳̝̯̹ͨo̴̢̼̤̻̣̖͈̯͍̭ͩ͛̑͝ú͎̹ͫͤ̀ͫͤ̈ͮ̎͝n͖̪̲͓͔̫̗͙ͪ͆̓ͭ͞d̛̻̥̱̰̳̮͕͖͉͋͋ͯͫ̕ ̜̝̓ͯ̚̚͞͡w͙̲̥̩̣̫̒̂͋͊̓̈́i̡̯͙͓͕̳̻̩̊ͮ͋̉͌͟ẗ̶̪͍͌͗ͩ̑̐͝ͅh̶̹̪̰̘̳̪͉̰̏̾̂ͧ̇͜ͅ ̄ͫ̽ͩ̂̓̊̒҉̯̖͈̕a̞̰̬̩̒ͭ ͖͇̹̥̜̔͌̉̊͗̀͘͜t̯̃̀ͭ̄̌̅e̴̮͎̱̪͖͓͓͖ͣͮ͆̊̒r̯̮͕̜̦̹͇̫͕͗̓r̷͙̤̙̠͉̪̟̂ͪ͂͟ͅi͚̾ͩͧb̸̵̥̖͕̈͛ͧ̂̌̀l͉͙̿̔̌ͯ̽̿͂̃͗͢͞ē̢͎̲̦̪̦͕̜ͤ͒̍͘ ̤̪͒̾̑͊̚͠s̵̴̗̙̣͇̜ͨͩ̽́p͇͕̬̮̬͐̍̀̓̀́͞l̛͖̙̰͐a̷̝͕͍̪̮͌̄̾͟ͅt̸̤̳͇̠̤ͩ́͂̇̉,̩̠̻ͩͮ͂́ͦ̊́̊͢ ̟̲̠̯͔̤͇̫͚̉̏̂ͭͪ̓ͭş̸̧̦̻̬͚͒͒̏͗q̖̖̖̩̝̺͍̻̋̂̾̏̇͆́̇͝u͉̟͖ͣ̔ǐ̸͉̼͍͈̜̤͂̆ͦͨ̌̓r̫͎͓͇͎̻̘̹̠̄̈̊̄̆̔ͥ͡m̪̠̹͖̣̙ͥ̿̈́̽ͣ͢͡i̅̓҉̛̫͉̦̲͈̩̭̝̀ń̸̷̻̎́͂͋ͯ̄́ĝͭ̏̇̊̏̋҉̤͔̻ͅ ̛̗̤̞̝͈͒̍͆͗͗̇̀ȁ̴͌҉̛̤̣n̺̤̱̪͔̮̼̓̆͗̓͊̽d̷̢̢̰̖̠͔̭̳̰͂ͥ̃̾̚ͅ ̵̥̗̝̘̻͛̋͗ͪ̾͌̃̈́́͟ť̡̠̱̜̿́w̡͚͙̥̮͈̓̌ͫ͂͆̃ï͓̱͖̺̉͊̓̔̽͘͝t̋ͫͤ̉̍҉͍͇̳̙̦͞č̜̦̯͙̘̝̦͕̝̂ͬͧ̐ͬ̑́h̯̖͓̪̤̹͓̦̻̆̄͌͑̄͗̚͟͜i̴̛͕̣̩͓͆ͫ̌̍̅̎ͪ͠n̩͙̫͓̠̤̙͍ͧ͗̋͊͛ͯ̾̈́̊ḡ̾ͪ̉̚͏̟̬̬̰̘̝̥̪̕ ̨̼͍̜͇̺̭͎̌͒͛̓ͫ͌ͨ̏ͦf̶̳͎͔̖̠͔̿̿ͨo͕̝̣̔̎́r̝̬̤͔͗ͤ͐ ̶̸̢̠̗̻̣ͬ̌̒̉ͪ̽̑ͅa̧͚̥͔̓ͨͭ͗́̌̀ͪ͢͠ ̧͙̖̟ͯ̓̐ͮ̇͂f̱̯͖̰̗̮͖̫̼͆̄̋̑̓̕͠͞e̢̟̹̋̊̋̑ͯ̕͡w̨͉ͣ͗̄ͬ͆́̔̚̚ ̡̮̪̟͎̣̖̉̃̌ͤ̚͝m̝̣͕̘͇̜̻̬̩̐̑̽͞oͦ͊͌ͬ̆̇͊҉̸̵̱̭̠̞ͅm̘̝̖̺̦̞̜̪͌̀̑ͨ̔͛ͬe̶͇̬̦͔͉͎͔͐̐ͪͪͦ̈̒̋ͅn̎ͧ͏͇̹͚t͔͎̤̭͓̰͂͂͊͆̈̍̇ͅsͬ͏̩͎̯͕͉̞͙͍̺,̧̭̯͍̬ͮ̒ͧ̇̓̄ͪ̍́ ̸̙͚͇̻͍̬͐ͥͫ̂ͫ̒͛̽b̡͕͔̤̋ͪ͂ͫ͢ȇ̼͓͛͋̄ͬ̑̚͟f̸̣̟̝͈̆̂̃̐͑́͜o̯͚̦͖͍̠͓͋ͧ̑͐̇͗͂̀͞r̸̢̛͔̼̥̙̬̍ͫ͐͌e̶̮͕̙̖̼̙͍͐̓̕̕ͅ ̵̵̣̓̈͆̈́͂ͯͫ͑̍f̵̗͕͇̬̼͖͆̈͛͂̈́ỉ̳͕̭͉̜̩̬̗͐̓̌̍̓̍͘͡n̸̘͓͉ͣͣͥ̏͝a̠̦̣̱̩̱͉̱̻ͥͭ̆̀ͨ́͢l͓͍̥̋͐ͥl̵̨̛͈͔̲͍͔̥͎͍̞ͨͥ̎ỵ̻͍̹̰̦̋̌̇̑ͨ̑ͣ̈͢͡ ̷̗͖͑̀̑̿ͭ̿͛ͤ͡l̛̩̭̗̬͇͖̈̍̈́͐̈̓͐̏y̴̺̩̺̬̠͙̟͍̼̒́i̱̯͓̠̗̖̝͛̈́͗͜ń̴̤̠̯̼̳̲̫̦̒̾̒̋̎ͬ̀͘ĝ̛͕̥͍̦͕͔̠̮ͦ̐͑̕ ̴̥͚̬͉̯͈ͥ̇͑̄͝s̶̝̠̰̲ͨ͛̾ͭ͆ͤͥ̀̚̚t̵̺̺̤͇͗̆̃̋ì̴̧̇̂ͫ̋̚͏̝̜̜͈͈̲ḻ̷̰̤͔̾̂ͥ͆͐̏͌ͮ̎ḻ̶̳̦͖̭̅͊̃̏.͗̑̒̋ͬ́͏̻͜ͅ ̢̘̪͑ͤ̃̉̃ ̡͕̮̞͍̰́̈ͥ̆ͫ̾ͯ̃ͤ͟B̴̛͇̯̟̺ͥ̐͆̐̅́aͣ̀͏̷̬y̠̖ͥ̌̓͢l̶̰͙̪͙̜͖̻͔̣̅ͤ̎ͯͪ̂ͤͣ̚͟e̢̡̻̘͇͔̪̝̙͍̾̐̓̆ͧ̕ ̛͓̳͂̋̈͑͆ͣş̶͎͉̟̰̖͉͒ͣṃ̶̘͔̤̭̠̺͛̉̌i͍̝̜̯̲̻͚̦͊ͭl̆̈́̄̈́̇̔҉̺̖̫͙̼̤̝̲e̶̟̼̬̗͓̘̹ͬ̏͞d̡̪̖͈̩̘͈̾̔ͪ̋̂̑ͧͣ͆̀̕,̯̖͛̊̒̅̊̇̚͝ ̵̶̟̗̿ͣ̍ͪ̐̈ͅḓ̴͆ȩ̰̠̟͛ͪ̎͑̊ͯ͋̌͟s̻̻͎̫̩̱̝͂͊́̕c̨̭͖͍͇̈̋ͤͪe̸̫͎̬͔̩͒ͣ̄́͛ͩ͑͘n͕͇̜̓ͮͥ̈ͥd͖̫͑̊̌̌i̸̲̖̇͛̽͐n͉̝̟̞ͪͣ͝g̵̫̼̫̮͔͇̻̥͋͜ ̨̞͎͖̬͚̘̪̥̽͑̓ţ̷̭̲̘̖̠̊ͨ̂ͤͣ͛h̬̝̟͙̻̹̳̯̣̓̄͋͑͑ͭe̪̮̯̩͌ͦ ̨̾̽̀͌ͩ͏̭͔̩̝͓̮l̘͍̠̼̏ͤ͆ȃ̠̺̞̬̟̒d̡̰͇͓͉̱̝̘̝̫̔̑̄̋̉̈̈͐̈͘d̴͙͉̙̤̻ͥ͋ͫ͆̎̓̆͡e̛͕̗͚͗̇̇́̾͟r̢̫̤͍̈́̒ͦ͂̐̋̔̐ ̶̣͎̥̦̫̓ͥ̇̂̒̕a̯̻͖̹̥̞̘̐̆͗ͮ͐̈́̐́n̛̆҉̧̭̝̘̥̻d̨̹̥̺̲͎̬̑̓͆͑͐ͨͣ̚̕ ̷̺̻͕̍̊̀͡m̴̖̘̲̜̰̰̌̊̍a̱͉̫ͥ̽͗͌͛ͦ̒̍͝ͅͅk̼͙ͤ̔́i̡̨̻̳̯̟̮͓͌̆͛͊͌̀̎n̸̻̤̖̬̪̳͖͑ͪ̊͋͟g̱̤̠͉͈͚̉͆͋͜ ̸̨̯͖͗ͬ͛̐̓̇̊ͅh̨̢͙̰̟͋͋͊̒̅̑͆ỉ͈̪̼͎̰̒͜s̷̡̤͇̱̳͕͍͚̻͑̿͑ͨ ̡̠̦͔͎̳͉̺̞̪̽͛̆w̢ͩ̓̋ͦ̍̇͐́̚ͅa̡̲͇̓͋͢y̡͓͕̭̠͎̘̣͎̎ͩͪ ̵̘̜̜̰̳̼͊̔ͪͨͭ̕ó̧̥̱͔ͦ͘v̛̤̯͖̾͌͒̿ͣ͠ę͇̦͍̦̓ͥ̃̐͆̚͜r̭͓̖̱̖̪̤͂̋͊̑́ͬͣ̑͑͝ ̛̠̝̗̮͙͖͔ͯͯt͓̼͚̳̋̈̈́̈́̈ͩ͐o̥͖͍̗̩̱ͧ̆ͤ͗̐ ̧̘͖̻̅̋ͪ̎ͥw̹̗̘̫̲̺̫͓ͦͭ̍ͬḣ͙̺̲͇͚̪͐̇ͯͫ̃̔̔̀ͅe̩̺̘͍̱̼̱͉̟͑̾ͮ̆̓̐́r̢͕̭͖͖̥ͫ̎́͊ͮ͗͘ę̳͙͈̰ͥ̈́͌̈̉̑̇̏̀ͅ ̴̫̯̗̙̳̰̇̅ͭ̿͒̄ͣͯͅt̷̙̼̹̞̳̩̭̒̿̑̆ͭ̾̈́̄h͕̪͔̲͙̣ͭ̈ͪ́ͯ̋ͪ͞e̅̇̅̄̇͏̯̠ ͍͔̥̘͍͖͉̈́̍̽͋́͡͡b͎̼̰͇̜̙ͪ̓ͦ̾͂́ǫ̤̭̝̬͕̣̝̍͑͊͂̑̾̾̚͜͠d̺͓͕̺̻ͮ͗͋̀̈́͒̅̑ŷ̴̢̯̗͓̖̲͗͗̾ͦ ̗̙̗̜̘ͧͥ͂̚͜ͅͅl͒̇͊̎ͨ͏͇̥̥͓̟͕ͅȃ̷̞̪̻̲̳ͧ̚ͅy̷͓̻̤͇̳̒ͫͫ͑̂͋ ͭͣ́͏̴͔̰s̯̟̞̮̔̓̆ͭt͚̖͇̱͖ͯ͑ͪͯͥí̢͖̹̭̬͋̍͆͗̚͘͝l͖̺̤͒͐ͮͫ̀l̘͉̼̮̻̘̘ͦ̐̈̿ͣ̋͌̔.͎̬̮̿ͫ̓̓̈́͝ ̫̜̱͓͇̙͈̺̈̄͋̋̽̉ͪ̂ͯ͝͝ ̵̛͈͎͇̦̈̂͞B͚̹̜̦̃̔̄̋ͨ̓̊͆ͣ͟e̩̟͉̱̝̙̍̐͑ͅs͚̩̤̫̥̫͒͗̊ͨ̌̒̇͝t̹̖̱̰̰͍̣͈ͮ͂ͩ͂̃͘͟͠ ̢͎̻̥̰̺̖̯̦ͥţ͓̪̫̭͆̆̋ͨ̓̋͘o̷͊͗ͫ҉̯̪͕̦̯̯̮̕ ͓̹̯͕̳̂̇ͫ́͐ͫ͊͞g̠̯̉̌͑e̖͔̼͈̾̓̃ͨͥ͝t̞̰̤̮̓ͣ̇̓ͤ̇̚̚̕ ̶̭̣͓̓̌̽̈̓ͤ̌̿͡ͅṫ̘̙̅̅̃ͧ͛h̵͍̳̠̟̥͖ͯ̒̊̄̿͋ê͙͎̙͓̫̖͖̓̿̇͌́͜͠ ͧ̏͐͂ͩ͋͏͔̻͚̟̯͎ī͍̬̖̓̂ͮͦ͋̈́̎͟t̷̖͉̗̏ͯ̈̽e̴̞̹͊̂̉̋̊͊͊́͘mͧ͆͑ͦ͌̽̋ͤͪ҉̴̧͎̤̠ͅs̡̡͎̖̥͚̼̪̖̖̓ͩ̏̇ͤ ͖͍ͩ͐ͩ̂̎̃́͟͡ņ̵̪̺̽͂́̀ͅo̵̡̻̝͕͕̱̳͂̄ͤ́̉ͥ̿̓w̶̻̦͚̘̱͚̤̫͔͂̈́̈́͆͌,̲̹̓̓̅́̄͊̓͘͢ ̭͖̜͖̬͎͍̮̫ͮ̄̋̑̕b̨̜̼̩̟̹̲̦ͧͭë̡̻́̊̅͝ͅf̷ͯ̄̀̾̏̐͛̈́҉͖͍̯o̭̻̙̭̪ͥ̅̄̾̾̎͒̓̃́r̦̲͉̮̪͔ͯ͌̂́ͮ̊͟͟͝e̡͍͈̲͔̜͉̖ͧ́̐ͮ͊ͣ͗ͩ͊̀ ̯͖͖͈͆ͫ̑̆̏͊͌̏ͅs͙͓̩̀̇͛̋͆͆̀̀͟͠ŏ̵̢̮̹͇̘ͮ̉̏̂̌̊m͉̜͐̏̑̊̊ͩe͉͂̓ͥ͐̃ͣͅo͖͍̅ͣ́͢ͅͅn̳͕̦̍̄̐͗̍̽͛̀e͎̝̻̤̲͔̪ͮͤ̄́͝ ̻̖ͣ̈́́c̹̙̘̱͔̔͋͊ͥ̍̾̕͝ͅa̤̠ͧͬͧ͡m̖̥̱̙̬̥̂̄ͪ́͘e͎̥̰͈̖̭̥̲̲̍̈́̓ͤ̾̉ͩ,̧͔̰͙̬͌̿̈́͠ ͋̇ͦ̔ͫ͡҉̫̹͙̮s̪͎̮̟̮ͬ͒̌̂̾̇ū̗̼̜̒̔ͫ̎̒́͟s̳͇͇͕͚̫̗̱ͯ͋̐͠͝p̛̆̕͏̳͓͈͙̟͇͎̖ī̡͉͖̲̈ͩͭc͙̖̭̭̊̎͗̎̇͞ḯ̶̛͔͇̳͙ͭ͆̋̿̅o̼͇̜̦̟͑ͨ̉͋̿̃̅̏͟u̸ͫ̄͏̣̻̬͞s̷̖̖͈̪̟̟̗̩̈́ͦ̊̊ͪ͘ ̬̳̤͓̄̀͋̓ö̴̝̜̗͉̠́̏f̵͉͓̪̲̮̝̜̗̮ͨ͊͠ ̲̓ͭ̌͟͝B̝̠̭̩͇̑̔̿̃̆͠ͅả̢̫̭̝͎̱̻ͯͣͤ̑ͩ͢͝y̪̏̃͆l̘̹̞̮̩͉͔̃ͩͦ̋̑͆e̷̢̟̼̗͔̗ͣ̿͝'̢̮̦̳̻̓̅́̏̚͘s͎͇͖̃̂̏ͨͩ̋̾̀͢ ̸̷̢̬͈̳͐̓̍s̱̣͓̬̎͋ͯ̉͊ͧͭ͋̀c͔̞̭͙̔̍̒r̝̣̘̼̩͍͂̒ͣ̏̀̑ͣͧͅe͌ͭ͌̀҉̳̞̹a͈̳̭̒̔͐̕m͉̭̬͔̤̱̃ͧͭ̐ͧ͊͂̽.ͤ͐ͧͭ̂̂̿ͬ͏̖͔͓ ̧̨̥̯̩̱͌̓̾͒ ̷̧̨͙̮̙̫͈͚̺̆ͫ̇͂͆H̺̭͇̱͖̗̅ͮ̋͠é͖̲͈̞ ̷̮̝̱̼̪̦̮̫ͯ̇ͤ̆b͍̓͐ͯͦ͞͝è̷̛̻̦ͣ͊̊ͧ͋́̕ͅn̞̻̻̩̫̓̊̎͊͟ͅt̵̲̻̗̤̖͓̻̬͉͊ ̯̽ͭ̽̆͑͂̀̚d̴̲͖̘͒͡o̎ͬ҉͓͕̥̬w̧͍͔͉̤̥̃̏̉̾̋̽̚͟͟n̸̙̬̪̞̫͌̓̃̆̕ ͓̜͇̗̩̬͗͌̅̾ͦ͜o̼̱̗͎̮̙͗͂͐ͥͭͪ́͡v͍̬͔̼̳̹͙̭̈ę̸̝͔͓̋ͪ̉ͪ͢r̜̣̺̲͔̲̃̈͒ͭ͋̿̇ͅ ̷̧̗͓̼̞̋̽ͣ̆͋͗̚t͇͙̪̞̥ͦ̔ͣͧ̏̅ͧͧͣ͘͝h̡̺͖̩̼̩̻͉̯ͭ͆̈́̃ͭͥ̀̓͌ẽ̝͓̜̆ͭ̌̃̋̀ ̵̼̮̟̄͐b͍̣̥̹̮̳̝̾̋̄ͥo̖͈͉ͮͩ́̃̇͂́d͔̝͉̱̱̓ͪͯ̈̌ͧ̒͑ŷ̵͛̓͐ͤ҉̩̳ ̥͙͍̯̱ͧ̿͋̾̈͆͛ͅa̺͕̹͎̬ͩͦ͂ͨ̇͆ͥͅn̸ͦ̎ͦ͌͆ͯͦͣ͡҉̫̥̭̩̙̭d̵̤̘̫̥͛͞ ͫ̊͜͏͍̣̹̫̼̞r̛͍̮̯̎͒͂͆ͯ̓̊̕ė̝̙̟͍ͮ̿́ä̷̼͇̰͖̠̝͚͖̬́̽̌̆c͈͎̻̗̮̰ͦ͊̂ͯ̆ͪ̽̇͝͠ͅh̡̢̻̟̹̄̽ͦ̃̏ͩͩͣ͢ẹ̖̤̜͊̔͒̕͠d̞͚̳̺̝͉̖̿̑̒̄͗ͫ̀ ̛̬͒̇ͤͪ̉͑̊ͥǐ̜̭̩̍͂̽̚̕͘͟nͥͭ̿̽ͪ̿ͫ͏̼̰̬̺̩ͅ ̵͈̳͖͇̃̌̓ͨͧ͗̍̀́h̴͓̬͎͇͋ͯ͗͠î̴̫͓̪̙͔̍̋͘͘š͎̠͕̩̫ͭ̈́̒̅̊͢ ̡̩͉̣̟͇͑̂̓ͯp̛̐ͣ͏͓̯͎̣͖͓̗ȯ͎̠̰́͒ͮͮͥ̚ċ̛̪̝̜͖͉̿̽̍ͫ̀̂k̥͉̻̹̻̠͇̦̙ͮ͂ͭͨ̿͛͜e̩̳ͩ́̕t͇͒ͫ́͢͢,̡̢͉͈̤͖̟͈̞̯́̊̆̇̄͒ͪ̔͒́ ̙̗̫̟̗̏̌ͥ̈̒͊̿́͟ẉ̡̛̖̦̰̪͑̅̒ͭi͊̔̈́͑ͮ͌̓́͏̦̮͠ͅͅͅt̩͈̹̮̬̠̀ͤͧͫͭ͝ẖ̱͖̮̦̠̼̉͛͝ḍ̳̞͖̺̅ͮͧ͂̾̾́́͢r̷͇̯̮͖̲̟̲ͮ̌̊̑̏̅͑à̙̮̘͓͔̠̼̾ͥͥ͆̋̕w̸̡̗̝̳ͩ̊̄͒̉̇ͯi̝̣̞̮͔̩͓̦̋̇n̰̗͕͖̭͑̉͋̈́̅ͨġ̖̺̮̋ ̸͖͔̙̗͓̻̦ͦͭͧ̋͛ͮ̑͛a̶͍̟̙̦̰̺̰ͧ̎̈́͗ͩ̌̐͛ͅ ̸̡͕͓͓̇ͦ̿̄̽͜v̢̡̯̪͓̫͕ͥ̿͒͆͆ͨ̔͗ͅį̧̱͙͎̫̙̥̩ͯ̓̎͋̊̌̀̚ä̼̤̰̩͔̠̤̹́͑̿̍ͦ̔ͥ́͟l̢̩̘̳̣̫ͯ̓̾̈́̎̃́͝ ̞̭̞̅̔́o̰͔̞̻̻͙̫̾ͯ̓̓͌f̧̜͖̤̘ͫ̃̄͛̓̀ͅͅ ̉ͬͮ̈́͏̫̠̣̘͓͚͝p̪̎̓̾̇͑̎͜ę̫͒͞r̼̻͕̤̈͗f̴͈̩͇̠͓̩̪̩̾͑͋̔̉́̕u̡̜͕̟̤̤̬̩̥̓ͯ͛͘m̧̛̭̝̝̗̘̮̀̊e̶̥̺̜̯͇̘ͯͤ̈́̏̿͠.̴̣̮͈̭̈́̄ͣ̅͑͗

"̹̺̤̮̖͙͙͑̍̌͋Ş̘̱͔̳͍͈̩͚̋ͧ̅́ͪ̌̀ͬ͢ͅo̖̱͛̒͌ͣͫ,̥̩͈̞̣͓͓̰̻̔̅̌ͪ͗̑͞ ̟͙̗͈̝̙̬̩̯ͧ̾ͥ̂̚ṭ̡̡̛̳̪̳͓̪̳́̑̉͌͊̓̃͂̊ȟ̞͔̈́͑̐͒͗̾ͫͯa̸͓̪̘̠̩̣͚̅̂͗ͮ̄̾͠t̨̲̟͚̲̏ͨ̋ͮͥ̇̈'̡̥̳̓ͣͩͬ́̋ͮ̊s͓̠̮̤̙̤͈̝̑͂ͦͦͬ̑̾̏͘ ̴̹̲ͣ̎ͣ̅̿̕y̷̲̣͉̬͈̞͙͒ͪ̅ͭ̌̊̀͞ͅȯ̧̙͚̙̜̼̣ͥͪ́́ͤͮ̚u̝̜̇̾͌̿̇͂͗̚r̠̟̺̣̪͉̭̗ͭ̾ͣ̋̆͌͌ ͍̞̣̞̮͚̄̈́͌ͥ̉̂̾ͩp̧̛̲̪̙ͩ̿ͣ͂͠ō̧͎͉̥̲͍̘͔ẁ̻ͯ̋͟ė͓̲̣̞̾̾͒ͥ̎͐̃̀r̢̻̟̮͈̜͇̟ͫ͋ͦ̀,̺͎̙̳̯ͬ͡ ͕͕̦͉͚̹͚͙̽̿̄͜h͎̲̮̋́ͬ̿̋̒̂ụ̝̈̒̏ͪͩ͆h͖͕͙̼̗̪̽ͯ͗͞?̡̙̬͓͙̳̱̤ͨͤ͝"̴̗̙̘̄̂͛̊̄ͤ̀͡

B̟͕̜̩̠͙ͯͨ̃̂̄̀͡ͅă͚̠̮̥͐̒ͦ̈́ͯ͞y̹̘̩͖̰͚͈ͨ͛͋̎͐̈́̿͗̂ḽ̶̠̂ͥe̶̝̻͓͖̫͖̘͋͗̎ͣͨ̕ ̯̖̻͇̩̝ͩ͗̍͗̑̉͆́͟͞l͔͉̲̻̫̲̲̟ͫͬ̂̓̍̈́̏ó̡̧̩͖̦̘o̼̩͇̠͓͙̔ͬ͜k͓̺̇́̾͊ͪ̾̈́̎͜ę͍̼̱̟͓͙̑ͩ̈́̈́̑̽̒ͧd̴̜̦̳͚̙͍̭͈ͤ͛̒͛ͭ̎ͬ́͟ ̔̔͏͈̞̱̝̙̬ủ̐͏҉͕̲̤͓̫̯̻̘͜p͖̮̞͔̭̞̮̦͆̈ͅ ̸̹̞̱̯̦̠̥ͣ̇t͓̱͕̲͓̻͕͛̾͆͜͝o̮̠̓ͤ̑͐̎ ͇̩͂ͦ͛s̴̫̱̻̞͒̽̃ͦ̃ͩe̷̛̪̘̺̋͌̎ͮ̃e̳̟̔̓̆͐̋ ̵̙̳̱̺̋̌ͯͥ̅̆̀̀̕a̵̙̮̍ͮͥͤ̐͝ ̶͚̱͛ͥ̈̊͐͞b̝͕̌̂̊l͓̝̤͛͛ͣ͠ä̜̪̬́̃ͯ̉ͭ͝͡c̛̱͚̦̣̱̳̹ͤ͌̐̚k̴̜̜̦̹̙̤̆͋̉͆͒̃͂́͢ ̡̩̲̯͔̄͠ͅc̶̟͙̝̞̿̈́̍͛ͬ̍ͭ͡a̷͕̳͚͕ͨ̆̄ͭͧ̈́͑ͨ͟ͅt̠̜̯̯͉͚͌̔̈̌̓̔̕ ̢̠͓̘̽̓̑͑ͦ͢͢w̶̬̘̗̖̱̳͉̒̒ͧi̪̘̗̮͓̯̦̻ͨ͑̅̃͜ͅt͕͍̳̭͍̜̦̂̽̀̀͞͝ḩ̲͍ͣ͂ͬ͠ ̳͈̗͓̝͈͉̫̃̅̂ͦͯ̈͒͢͠͠p͈͖͌̎̐͡ṳ̷̭̹̳̦̜̻̥͗ͨ̒̎͑́ͩ́͝͝ŗ̛̥͚͓̞͇͔ͧͥ̒̏̚͢p̠̠͉̳̪̰͇̼͒̏̒̓͜l̀ͯ͏҉̺̦̥̣̗͕̜͇̱e͇̮̦̻̥ͬͯ̄̂ͭͭ̕ ̹̘̗̻͐̈́ͮ̂̍̽ͫ͟e̴̮͕͍̫̗̣͑ͨ̆̑̏ͦ͛y̡̗͉͈̘͈͋̎̈́̅ē̤̩̯͈̯̩̦͗̎̒͞͝šͭ̃ͥ̅̀͏̺͚̞̻̣ ̸͔̼̳̣ͯ̔̍̀͜s̶̲̗̹̝̯̻͉̃ͦ̏̓͘͜t̢̛̜̯̔͒ͤͭ̎́ͯͅͅa̼̲̹͕̝̪͓ͥͦ̌̾ͪn̊̎̾҉̵͏͉̰͕͔͍̙d̅̽ͪͣͧͤ̾͆ͨ͏̲̰͔̲͓́í̶̶̹̺̩̃̿ͧ͑̓͗̔ṋ̨̨̻͔̳̯̹̘̜̀̊̏̑̓ͭ͑g̯̞̘͇̬̈́̃͝ ̗̭̓̍ͣ́̇ͦ͗ͮ͠͠͠i̱͕̱̱̬̮ͥ͜n̵̨̙̒͗͟ ̸̖̦̹͇͓̙̎̃̌ͬa̖̯̼̒͗͌̕ ̧̨͉̫̼̈́b̦̩̘̺̩ͥ́͌͛͠ȇ̴̘̜̬͍͔̤̃͋̄̊̌a̵ͪ͐̒̌́҉͕̟͎m͔̙̯̮͆͐ͪ̀ ͛͆̎̄̇̿҉͎ǫ͉̏ͭͣ͗͗f̶̘͚̗̯̥̘͊͗ͧ́ͫ̋̇ ̷̶̻͎̭̬ͤ̚ḽ͌́̋͐͑̔̕͜ͅȉ̷̟̞͙ͫ̐ͮͫ̕͟g̟̒̋̐͒̓̌͢͠h̴͎̻͓͙̞̆͞ͅt̸̨̻͍̱͆͒̊̓̿͑̋,̤̰̖̺͍͙ͮ͑͒̉̈̆͘ͅ ̵͈͔͗ͯ̃̒͟͡b̫̮͙͚̜̣͉͋ã̈́҉̖̦͝ĉ̘̪̞̣͙̞͈̈͢k̻͇̓̐ͨ̓ͪ ̰̪̰̮̣͈͇ͯͤ̊ͬ̚ą̨̱̈̌ͧ́̾r̲͉̯͊̄͊̂̉̂̕ͅc̴̦̭̖̱̤̟̠͔ͪ͐̈̊ͦͮ̄͝͡h̵̟̝̖̙̱͖̣̿̇̍̾ͦ̽̈̇́͘ẻ͍͖̰̝̯̠̻ͭ̋̏̾̆͘͟d̡̩͔͇͔̣͎̞͍ͦ̇̂̒.̡̨̳̩̦̖̫͎̈́ ͯ͑҉̡͓̬͉̦̪̟͎ ̶̨̼̪̿ͬ̏ͤ̌͊͒͠B̵̦̗̰͍͓̳̤͎̲̽ͫͦ̓̂̽͆̊é̗̦̥̩͖͕͐ͣ͌̅ͥͥ̕͞ḧ̟͕̦̯́͂ͧ̌̀i̦̼̽͐̓̀̓̇͑͠͠ͅn͖̰̳̘̝͎̳̝͒̊ͤ͆ͬͭ͞d͇̗̖ͯͤ̂͌͌ ̠̥͎̳̺̪͈̭ͨͤ́̚ͅï̸̖̩̲̃ͪ̈́́t̸̸̖͎͉̹͚͆ͫ̈́,̛̬̱͎̬ͬ̈́ ̰͍̟͔̻̆ͫ͘aͯͤ̀͏̦͍̣͓͔̠̝̮ ̝̭̞͑͛̀̚̚t̡̏̈́̀҉͎̻ã̬̭̟̮̠͗̀̓̉̐̾ͪ͑̀ļ̰̥̹̠̘̺̜͗͊͆̇̉l͕̯̔̈́̉̀ͯ̾̇ͨͥ͠ ̒͗̋͌̋ͤ̈́́̔҉̩͈̕f̷̮̖͉͍̳͉ͭ̀̈́ͬ͑͛͢ī̛̦̥̲͖̽̇̐̕͟g̫̪̰͈̯̠̩̈́̄ư̼̫̗͉̣̟̮ͩ̕ͅr̛̼̞̤̖͎͕̥̍ͫ̈̚͘ę̭̪̬̫͍̪̊̿͌̅ͨ͡ ͕̱͚ͨ̊ͥͪ̓̑͗͟ȉ̛̘ͯ̂͞ń̹̰͔͙̩͔̪ͫͫ͋̔̍ͣ̎̂ͅ ͤ͟͏̗̮̤̞a̡͈͉̳̳͔̩͓̼̿͌ ̳̗̭͇̦͚̫̑͝b̡̢̬̰͇͎͓ͫ̄̏ͧ̎̔ͅͅl̛͈̪͇ͬ̉a͔̪̜͗̓͆̃͆ͥ͝ç̖̮̼͙̉͝k̡̤̬ͣ̓̆ͭ̔̂̔ͭͥ͟ͅ ̧̢̝̫͇̥͚̙̼ͮͮ́t̝̮͔̥̺̪͖̙̦͒ͤͩ̾͂͊̾r̵͓̯͓̺̥̹ͦ͂͋̍ͯ͊̑̄͝͠e̓̇ͬ̉̔̋҉̮̭n͆ͩ͂̃̆͏̤͓̦͖c̩͍̘̠͉̪̗ͯ͆͟͠͠h͉ͦ̀ͮ̄ͧ̓̒̉c̸͔̲ͧ̃̒ͪȍ̧̹̦̳͍ͤ͐͐aͦ̅̽̌̐́͑̚҉͖t̟̖̤̻͎͌͋̂̑̾͆ͩ̀͜ ͥ͐͆ͥͥ̀ͬ̿҉̧̢͉̳a͕͕̒̒̈ͩ͋̂p̥̳̙͈̪̟͌ͪͦ͆̀ͣ̀ͭ̀́͘p̰̰͊͐͡e̲̳͇͉̝̭̰̟̓͆̍̔̒̊̍â̧̝̬͛̋ͥ̓͋r̫͇̍̎ͥ̓̎̒̄́e̳͍̖̠͙̱͌̄̽͟d̘̜ͪ̂̎̿̀̿̎͒͢͟,̙̖̪͇̻̫͙̲ͯ̆̌͑͜͢͡ ͖̲̠͈͉̰̺̳ͯ̐̂́w̴̧̺̒̇͋ͯ͢e̳͈̠̐̉̑̓͌̒ͬͥ͢ã̼̱̍͂̊͘͝r͖̳̭̹͈ͦͤ̀ͧͨ́ͅͅi̝͆̆̈͌͗͌ͤ̑̕͟n̸̜͉͒̏̋̄̓̐͜ģ̼̭̗͋͛̅͗͆̈͊͡ͅ ̨̪̪͖̣̱̓ͨͨ͒̔̈̈̈́͢a͚̤̭͔̖ͥͩ͆̒͊̔̇ͫ ̸̥̔ͅf͍̥̠̣̖͍̙̹̾̇ͬ́̿̀ͅr̢̖͎͚̱̪̀͛̌i̵̢̺̳̫̦̹͍͐̈́̿̀̒̂g̫̣̟̫̖̓͂͑h̵̥ͬ́ͨͫ̓ͫͫ͑̑́͝t̡͕̟̏̈̽ͥ̌̂̐͢͡e̛̙͇̤̓ͤͪͨ̾̋̽̚͜n̫̯͎͈̭̱̼̍ͪ͂̓́͞i̵̹͎͙̣̦̺̪̪͌̑ͥn̓̈́҉̺̣͔͢g͉̻̼̹̖̺͔̻̦̉̃̿͊̋͠ ̴̲ͪ͝w͔͇̺̖͕̋̂ͫ̿̚͡h̢̛͎̟͖̩̣̥̋ͧ̕i͇͓̺̘̻͚̯̮̮͂̽̚̕͞ṱ͕͆̓͊͞ḛ͕̪̲̤̋͒̍͒̊̚͢͟ ̨̠͖͉̙͖̉̓͒̑͢ͅm̼͈̤͖̺̉͂ͧ̑ͮ̄͗ͅḁ̛͎̖̳̮͈̱̭ͨͫ͊sͯ̀ͭͤ͏̞̖̤͖̻̖̜̕k͙͙̱̦̣͗͒̂̊͝.̲͖̲̙͆̇̇̒̿̆̃ͤ́̕ ̨̄̍ͥͮ́̒̆̂ͣ҉͔͇̟͘ ̡̢͚͓̠̠̳̟͈̜̉̏̋͒̊̋D̷̰̟̿̽̍̔̚͜ͅa̱̙̙͕̗̗͒ͣ̌̋̑̀̌ͧm̵̮̯̪͇̟̙̯ͣ̓̔ͩͬͅnͥ͂͌ͤ̈͗ͤ̚҉̪͔̮̩̦̙̝ ̹̳̯͈̀̑ͫͣͯ͐ͪi̧̫̙̰̥̔̄̀ͥ́ť̙͡,̸̘̓̔̉͜ ̷̖͔͔̝͈͉͈̒̓̾͂̔̋ͩ̽̚h̸̳̙͖̺̳̰̑ͬ̄͑̉̑̈̀e̸̝͓͚͕̮̦̲̟̤̒̈́̓̅ ̷̢͎̱̞͔͖͉ͨ͐̍ͧ͌̇̀ẅ̦̟̞̗́͊ͮͫ̄͑a̷̗͑̎s͇̑ͪ̓͐͂͟ ̙̲̰̙ͪ̽̈̅̀́c̤͎̯͒ͬͧ̀̎̆ả̎҉̞̹͎u̧̬͕̱̘̫̟͓͔̅ͣͪͭͬ̿g̝͍͛͌͛̿͐̌́h̸̢͚̦̹͊̂ͦ̏ͫ̚t̲͚͇͇̮̰̻̿͆̕!̨̨͐̐͏̲̣̰͙ͅ ̒͛ͦ̕҉̣̦͉ ̧͓̣̼͇̲̰̣̠͛̈́B͛ͨ͏̧̬̝͍͕̲̘̳̼a͚̗̖̭͈͙͍ͧ͒́̓ͥ̊͢y̙͔͖͍̞̪͙ͭ̉̍̆ͧ̃̚͞l̢̄̊҉̛̦͙̫̗͉̼̭͍̼ë͈̬̠͈́̋̀̐ͬ͐̊̓̒ ̨̼̲̘͍̳̘ͫ̋̾͊t̡ͮͫͨ̎҉̤̘̫̙̪͉͕̭ụ̷̟̱̪̤͙ͩ̅r̨ͨ̋ͧͯ͢͏̹̦̤nͦ̉̆̉̑̈́̐͐̈́͏̨͎̱͎̘̩e̒͏͏̪̜̣̝ͅd̵̡̥͎͈̯̗͇̮̳̺̀ͩ͑̏̈ͮ͒ ͖̜̖̥̠̋͒̌̉͜t̷̵̖̖͈̘̫̫̗̫̜ͪ̀̄̕o̸̡͈̺ͫͭ́̌̎̈́ͅ ̰͔̎ͤ͊̍͝r̷̴̹̻̥̘͍̞̥̉͒̓ͭ͛͘ͅṳ̸̡̺ͧ̅̃̿̑̂͂ͣn̷̞͉̟̲ͨ̅̌̏͋̆,̳̮̪͈̻̩͋͊̀̋͜ ̧̜̜͎̃̓ͯͫͯͩ͢b̢̭̮͇̥͖̤͕̬̉̕ư̧͉͎̩͉͖̫̞̹͉̋ͨͧͮ̉̾͜t̤̤̟̖ͯ͊̈́̋͟ ̡͔̫̬͉̩̘ͧ́ḋ͉̫̯̰͖͔̎͛ͤ͐̑͐̀ī͓͖͎͇ͬ͗ͩ̈͂̓ḋ͙͎͈ͧ͑̐̊ͭ̓͠͝ṅ̳̱͙̹̥̮͍̪͒ͦ͜'ͫ̌̋̎͗͐ͧ͒҉̧̥̺̳̜̹͉t͙̞̪̣ͣͪ̑ͯ̀ ̟͎̦̜̩ͫ͒̌̀͞g̵̢̹̫̮͔͇̺ͥ͆͊e̳̬̝͍͈̱̻̬̜̅̎ͭ͂ͩ͠t̷̼̜͈̻͖͚́̏ͦ̽ͨ͡ ͍̜̼͇̫͚̤̭ͦ͐̒̍f̈͐̓҉̡̻ȃ̹̟r̨͈͇̤̖̮̈ͣ ̡͕̠̪̀̓̈́͑͟͡b̬͒ͭȩ͈̜̤͇̾ͮͬ̆̑͘͡ͅf̴̨̛̣̭͂̿͑̿oͫͬ͒̔ͭ̓͂̔҉̜͎̲̻͞r͉͗͛̃͌̈͞ë̡̛̦̘̺́ͬ ̶͓̰͙̟̻̅͌͆͘ȧ̢̬̰̦̻̻̔ͬ̏͠ ̟̪̤͂̅̈ͧ́̕w̟͈̭͈̌͒̈́ͩ̃̌̓͐͝i̬̩̟͍͖͕͈ͮ̆̿ͪ̆ͥ̂͑̾̕r̡̙̬̞̰͈͔̲̬͊̇͐̍̉é̸͉ͪ͟͞ ̡̢̖̰̖̲̓̇̓l̮̮̻̱̱̮ͭ̉͘o͊̏̌̅҉̛̜͍̤̘ŏ̘̘̗͓̯̘͕̟ͤͫ̀p̛̯̃ͬ̒ͮe̦̘̳̦͍͔ͮͮ͛̈̃ͫ͢d̡̤̞͓̲̩̐͐̚͘ ̶̵̬̪̥͔̺̼̙̔̚a̾̿ͨ̊̔̏͏̳̱͉̦̬̣r̍ͩͥ̏͗͂ͮ̈́̔҉̬͓͇͝o̞̦̪̱̽̄ͨͦ̎̿ͥͅu̸̴͓͉͔̔̃̔͠n͍ͦ̽ͪ̔̅̓̐̉͘ḓ̯́̈ͧͬ̅̕ ̱̮̱̮͔͓͍ͫ͑ͬ̔̒̊̏ͬ̀h̢̡̤̺̗̖̻͚̖̼̎̍ͬi̠͚͔̰͓͒̌̋̋ͧ̈́ͥ̇̕͝s̫̘͓̫̞̩̋͗̉ ͔͔̟̫̯̝̫̃̄͗̒͒ͩ̐ͮ̈͢͝ä̩̭͓́̐ͦ͡ǹ҉̪̮͚̰k̹͇͇͍̱̺̋ͅl̷̟̳̩̠̥̮͇ͥe̝̟̮̩̪͗͂̋́̂̚ͅͅ,̃҉̱̳̖͔̦̘̤̙̀͝ ̷̸͕̺͍͍̬͚̠͂̒ͨ͋p̛̛͙͓͇͚̰͖ͫͫͣͮȕ͌̇̒̂҉̷͙̩̬l̸̺̱͈̹̗̻͆ͯ͗̿͋ͯ̏ͅl̄ͧ͛̽̑͞҉̞̼į̸̲̞̭͇̯̱͈̦̋̿n̡̼̣̯͎͚͙͔̅ͩ́̈́̏̓̕͝ĝ̛̯̗̱͎̺̩͡ ̼̖͆͒͋h́ͦ̕͏̫̳͍͖̯̩̩͓i̟̠̰͓͍͙ͭ̆̿͝ͅm͉͚̲̫̖̰̻͎ͮ̇ͦ͠ ̡̱̩̹͍̦̘͙͓͎̒ͮͧ͒t̵̸̥̪̩̳̫̦̒ͣ͑̉o͙͈̗̠̺̭̭̝͂͟͡ ̋͏̸̠̹͉͔ţ̷̤͖̬̼͑ͬ͐ͥ̀͗h̝̯̟̣̤̮͕͛̀e̷̮̱͔̭͖̬̖̞ͧ̂ ̶̊ͤ̆ͬ̄̌ͪ͏̴͍͓͓̙ğ̙̖ͬ̽̕r͊͆̅̀ͫ҉̠̟oͭ͛͏͉͕͚͎͢u̸̹͚̤̲̺̗ͨ̾ͬ͡n͔̤̲͚͙ͫ͌ͯḑ̧̙̏́͌͌̂ͣ.̡̼̺͉̹́̓̓͐̆̄ͬ ̹̜̿͗͐ ͕̙͖̠͎̱̬̄ͧ̓̂͆͐ͨ̐ͧ́͟ͅB̖̯̬͓̭̰̓̇͡ͅe̹̠̹̜̠ͤͣ̀̓̓̇͢f̸͒ͬ͊͢҉̝̖o͕̫̻̦͉̒̔̾̔̈́͡ŗ̮̘̩̦̻̯͇͙͒̇̓ͫ̆̒ė̸̲̙̭̪̯̮̾̓́͝ ̛̖̳̱̹̘̅ͤ̉̑̓h̝͎̲̪̙͎ͩͧ͐͒̈ͧ͊́e̢̯̜̜̝͑͆͐ ̘͕̰̰͍͐̉̓̈́ͫͣͪ̿̃c̰̪͓̣͎͇̈́̎̿͒ͥ̄ͯ́ͅo̴͒͊̎̚͏̻̫u̇͊͐̽̐͢͠͏̜̲͕̬͈̦̳̣l̢͓̗̮ͮ̃͜͢d̛͖̱̮͖͇̺̏ͦ̄̇̑ͧ̇͠ ͣ͐ͨ͜͏̵̥̪̥̰̥̹̖̘e͚̦̩̝͉ͩͦ̋̓̀͝v̢̆ͦ҉̼̙e̷̸̹̝̺̯̺̫ͬ̎̏̉͂̿n̢̢̼̦̯̣͛̇͐ͬͩ͆̈͘ ͙̞̱̯̈́̍͛t̴͔͈͇͍̲̯̉̾̌̀uͤͧ̄͏͚̩̼͍̕͘r̢̛͔̖̹̖͉̥̥͕̽́n̞͈̖͓̠̅̌̔͗̄͘ ̲̲̣̞̟̆̊̓ͪ͌̒͐̇̚͢õͥͥ͂͂ͯ͏̪̲̗̟͖̻v̢̩͙͎͍̻̥̺̖̌e̢͎̼̯͔͍̫̝͌͞r̨̥̼̬̹͎̟͐ͥ͛ͭͯ,̢̪͉̼̯ͥ̂ ̙͚̪̩̱̥͎̊̾ͣ̀̑ͫ͛̋ͩ͢t͗ͤ̿͂̓̊̓̄̊͏͍h̺̮͎̪̎̊ͥ͛ͮe͎͇͖̟̺͂͌ͮ̓ͪͬ̔̄̽ ̴̷̩͖̣̜̲̳̪̀̌̒͗b̡̼͙̝͇̅̇́͝l̲͚͗͊̾͂͒͗̍́ͫa̰͚̻̭̜̤̝̠̺ͣ͆̀ͬ̐͞c͖̯͕̲̆̃͗ͬ̓ͯ́k̸̽͂̈́̄̇̿̎҉̳̺͎̖̣̖ ͭ͊̃ͮ҉͎̠̬̤̬f̫̳͈̬̊̑̿̍̈̒͝ͅį͂̋ͩ͒ͧͦͨ̎҉̯̺͙͡g̺̙͎̟ͭ̿͐ͭ͆͗̒̕͜͡u̷̡̞̮ͫ͑̐͋͛͌̓͠rͨ̄̑̔͒̐̕͏͚̼͖̟̠̣̬̮ę̵̲̳̥̞ͨͯͫ̐͗̒ ̊ͭ̊̓͏̣͕̘̺w̶̦̮͙̩͚̩̭̰̒a̸̘̭̗͙̙̋ͦ̒͂̀̽̈͌s̡̞ͨͭͥͥ͆͒ͬ ̴͍̝̭̤̂́ͪ̽͌u̧̞͖͒̿̾ͫ̐̒p̙̲ͧ͛ͮ̓ͩ̊ͭ͝͝o̸̡̮̮͖̹͈̮̳͌ͮ͛ͬ̚ń͊ͪ͛͜҉̼̮̮̞̲̞̬̼͓ ̨̯͓̻̖̤̪̣̙̑̈̋̾̒̄̓̉h̸̪̙̦̩̟̠̽ͭ̆ͭ̃ͦ̒ͫ͢i̟̩̙̻̻̭͗̆̆ͩ̌̏̆m̥̞̦͕͚̺͉͋̀͘͘,̲̰͔̆̕͞͝ ͧ́̓̿̋͋̾͏͢҉͚̭̝̫ͅp̶̰͓̀ͬ͗ͭ͋ͪu̵̼̻͇̦͓̟̞͎͐̃ͧ̔ͬ̆̐̊̓l̰̤̋͋̒̏ͫ̚l̴̟̲̼̫̪̹̓̈̌̃̓͊͌̽̚͡i̴̥̜͇͋ͬͮͨ̉ͦ͆̅n͔̫̹͓̰̈́ͩ͂̚͡g̴̵̮̗̭̤͖͔͎̏̃̈̉̓͡ ̠̙̥̖ͯͮͬͩ̌̈̉ͫ̿h̶͇ͬ̈́̀ͪ̃iͧͪ̓̓̚͏̷̷̯̪̪m̷̮̼͍͈̥͎͊͐̓ ̵̥̥͔̫̝̦̞͔̒̃̂͂̈́̓ͦ̋ͅų̦͈̜̯̙̱ͧͥͪ͋͑̏̈͘͝p̻͔̠͊̑ͧ̉̓̏ͬ̕͝ ͉͔͓͓͙͈̇ͨ̏͆́͠͞t̗̭̬̯͙̰ͧo̱̝̲̭̲̜͂̃̃́̆ ̗̰̰͎̩̼͉̮̿͠hͯ̒̅҉̛̥̺i͐̔͏̳̬͢s͍̘̠̠͖̖̻͛̈́ͪͭ̈́̑ͨ̾ ͑͊̽ͣ̈́͂̉͝҉̤́k͚̼̰̣̰͓̻͆̑͐̐̂ͦ̈́̈́͆n̡̰͙͙͖͕͌͠e̵̷̘̥͍̜͓͌͒̀ͦ͗̾ͅe͇̘̤͉̙͍͍ͨ̾̅̐ͯ͆͛͆̀s͓̰̤̯̆̿̌͒̾̑̿.̛̲̗͚̠͆ͩ̆͌ͫ̾ͯ̚̕

"̶͓͉̣̟̬̊̒S̴͓͎̩͓̗͆ͫ͐̾̓ͨ͡o̶̸̰̪̤̊ͭͩͤ͌́͂̉̚̕ ̧̟͎̤ͩ̋̾̃ͥ̃ͤͫy̲͎̒͌̀̒͌͋̿̿̚ȯ̬͓̓u̞̘̝̫̞͕ͤ́ ͖̥̄̃̐ͦ̐͊͂̎̚͠k̼͉͓̭͍̯̯͚̿̆͐̈̓ͤ͆ͤ̕͘ị̰͖̘͍̝͚̙͙̋ͭ͂̚l͎͙̱̤̓ͮ͋ͮͤͭl̪͈͇̩̻ͩ̓ͩ ̵͇̲̯̙̙̥̒ͧ̔̀̋̒ͦ̚͜ͅt̸̯̖̟̼̫ͨͮh̝̯̹̪͗̕͡e̸͈͈̤̖͌̅̓ͤͣ͆͗̋m̶͙͚ͫ̄ͬ̔̂̀̅ͅ,̧̣͙̦͇͈̱̖̉͐͘͞ͅ ͉̤̰̾ͥ͌͛b̖͉̳̯̰͈͕̾͗̾̃ṳ͈̩̮͎̅̃̂͛̀͐̄͡t̳͈͉̽̎ͯ̄̋ͤ̓̓ͫ͢ͅ ̸̮͙̣̲ͮͧ͊̑͆̌̚͝m͔̗̜̜̍͗̒͋̄̀̄̈́a͉͙̠̘̝̜͉͒̊ͤͬķ̨̫̖̻ͩͤͨͨe̬͓͕͚̩̞̙̥͌̑̇͂ ̠̬̮̤̫̠͕͂̕̕͢ͅi̧͕̜̠̾ͧ͗ͥ̕̕t̳̞ͣ͜͠ ͈͚̱̆͐ͮ͋̇ͬͪ͟l̸̲̜̜̰͑͆̉ͧ̔̀ͅö̰̭͇͈̬̘͍́ͮ́̓ͩͅò̰̟̙̼͉̼̺ͬ̕k̩̺ͬ̓̂ͧ̈́̇͐̊͟ ̨̛͙͇̹ͣͨͅl̴̛͉̟͓̺̺̝͕̦͛̌i̙̥̯͖̻̳̳̺̽ͣ̐ͤ́́̚͟͢k͕̰̻͖͖̪̠̣ͬ͑e̢̛̙̱̔͛̿̄̅ ̩̲͈͙̝͕̖̥̂̀ͫ̓ͫ̋ͤ̀͢ă̸̹̩̈́̾ͥ͊͌ ͇̃̄͂ͤ̏̍̈͐̍s̠͎͙̝̼̉̀ͅu̞͇̳͔̬͛́ͨͨ̅̋͌ͮ͌̕͠i̶ͥ͆́̚͏̹c̒ͪͮ̕҉̛̜͈̥̰͉͔̳i͉̜̙̐̋̕d̡͎̣͇͈͉͈̖̹ͫ͗̂͛̋̍̑̚͠ë̿ͧ͌̒͒҉̞͙̳.̫͚̳̫̓ͬ̏̊ͦ͆́ͨ̽ ̢̗͔̟ͩ̽ͥ ̢͔̺͎͙̩́̑ͅW͙̠̞̠͇̻̿̆ͥḩ̰̭̮̽̈̿̅͋ͭ̈́̚͘a͚̬̩̣̳̥̾͒t̵̤̺͚͐̊̈́͆ͨͥ̀ ̝̖̱͍͍̜̱̺̫̽͂̑͊a̲̦̓̋̀̓̈͂͟ ̨̯̲͔ͥ͐͌ͫ̆̾̎̚p̨͚̭̠͎̖ͭ̆̍̃̉̅̿͐̐aͮ͒̿͏̭̩͓͚͎̟̯i̸̵̬͇̼͖̭̯̐̌̀̇ͥ́̚n̡̨̯̬̯̤͚͎̠ͪ̃ͣ͞.̷̛̗͖͈̾̓̐ͯ͐̊̈́̚"̠̙͎̐͊͆̑͗͋͗̀͟

B̴̜̬̯̥͗ͧͩ̈ͩͮ̇͞ả̮̠͉̞͂̈́ͅy̧̡͕̱̱͉̳̥̪͑l̡̻͒͒͡ê̗̤̘̰̘̯̱̻̕ͅ ̶̘͓̖̭̂͊̔̇͋̍̊̈ͮ͞f͕͓̰̥̣̝͔ͭ̉͆̐͋ͣ̊͢o͖̥̭̐ͯ́̆͝ç̶̫̝͖̮̟̫̤͋ͩ̀̅̋̀u̓̋͆҉̜̪s̷̸͙̻͖̺͈̲͕̳ͥ̅̋ͫ̄ͧ̽͞ẹ̩̗͓̩̦̠ͮ̅͢͡d̟̥̰̦͚̀ ͔̲̭̞͕̃ͫ̑̈́̀ͣ̆̕͡ǫ̶͍̮̮͔͒̐̓͜n̛͚̘ͨ̆̄ͪ͘ ̛̲̪̘̯̏ͥ͒ͭͧ̐t͇̱͆͛ͫ̅́h͙̔̒̓ͤ̽͜e̵̶̢͈̬̣̝̤͇͈̰̝̓̋ͤ ̬̯̲͕̲͖̗͌ͭ̂ͮͩ͜͞m̹̤͎̦̼̖ͫ̎̐̃̐̓͂a̤̠͂̑ͤͯ̅̀ͧ͝s̢̲̭͇̥͚͍͎̙͊̆̋́́̿̓̈͞k̶͈̙̄̐̑͘ͅ ͚̞̅̏̈́ͫ̀̚ͅi̵͉͚ͨ͌ͤ͆̚̕͟n͙͔̩͕̜ͤ̾̉̎͜͞ẗ͖͙͍̜̪̝́ͩͥͪͬ̈́͐ͧ̀ę̶͍͉̳̲͉̞̆͂̽͊n̟̩͙͍̲̝̦̔ͥ͘s̡̛̥̦͉̙͔̼̈́̆̀e̡̧͖͙̜̔̉̊̔̐͞l̶̛̘̦̥̪͚̹̞̖̀̿ͮ͒͂ͣ̈̀y͉͊̇̉͌̍̕,̛̼̰̳̻̪͗ͨ̊̃̒̋͠ ͙͖͇̥͚̠̝̤͌ͬ̑͘a̡̮̞͙̱ͮ̑͛̄͗ͥͥ̋ͤ͢͢c̢̬̞̼̹͉̯͑̓͒ͮ͜t̸̨̩̭̙ͧ͆̑͋̑̎ͦ͌ĩ̙̪̤͍͋ͫ̋̑̓͗͟ͅv̨̤͎͉͉͉̱͑̅̕á͓̳̣͈ͤͮ̄͒̔̈t̴̤̤͊ͩ͛̂͜ĩ̗̘̰̥̯̌̄͆ͮͧͪ̋̿ň̺̙̘̩̫̈́ͧ̋́g̸̡͓̝̥̼̱ͩ̊ͦ͋͒̽̌̒̄͢ ̧̥̣̼̘̦̩ͧ͑͋͌͌ͬ̉̐h̴̘̠̪̩̆̃ͯ͒̀͢i̛ͯ҉̲̟̩̯̀s̴̩͇͓̬͚̍͆̀͝ ͍̜̮̣͇̠̇̋́̄ͣ̇ͫ̓͘͜͝Ć̳̼̝͖̝̌ͅo̡͉̳̳̱͈͓̝͍ͪͪͥ͒́̒̿̈́̽͢ͅn̳̤͖̳̊ͪ͗͒́͟ͅͅt̞̝̝͚̙ͫ̓ͣͬ̃̄ͨ̋͂r̡̨͎͉̻̬̣͔̱̺͗̉̄̓̋ͩ̚̚a̜̟̭͈̗̮̹̻̔̆͂̂̿ͪ̚͟͜c̰̯̹̤̆͌́ͅţ̤̘͇͚̬ͩ̈̈́́͘͠ơ͍̪̳̼̈̋̂̐̂́ͫ̑̚r̖̤̙͍̭̓̍̽͝ ͖͈̹̥̼̰͈̽̆ͫͩͥͩ͛͛͟p̵̰͙͑ͧ͛͛͐͜o̘͔̙̰̅ͧ̄͋ͯ̑̑̆w̷̴̘͖ͦ̿̑͒̿ͩ̍̒ě̡̩̤̙ͬͨ̌ͨͬ̆̿r̶̢̤̖̻͍ͦͣ͠.̜͓̥̞͉̺ͣ̉̏̐̈́ͯ̆͐ ̴̦̲̤ͩͨ̋͋ͣ̊ͫ ͕̠̰̳̜̫ͯͩ͛ͩͫ̎͗̀́̀ͅT͍͈̟͚̿̉̽͑́o͙͇͔̲̟͉̬͈̫̓ͯ͒̕ ̣̱̮̮͈͂ͫ̃͊̅͑t̻̥͌͜h̓̌͆̽ͣ͋̓҉̯̬͈̯e̗͚͕̝̳̳͗̍ͯ̂̒̚ ̼̜̣͖̼̖͓̘̘̓̎͊͂̒̀͞s̢̪̙͇͎̗͓̝͙̄̎̉i̶̧͕̱̪̫̰̣͔̙͖͂̅͌̄͛̿́d̒̈͐͛ͧ̈̃҉̼͇̫̟͟ëͭ̈́̀͜͝͏̣̳̦͎̝,̌ͫ̄ͮ̿͒͏̜̠̱͍͇͍̼̟͢͠ͅ ̵̦͔̯̫̥͙̗͕̾̇̓̽̅͟͡t̵̹͔̻̝̦̯̻͑̄ͭ̀͟͞ḫ̝̔͟͢͟e̒̄̃̄ͬ̔͘͏͈̰̠ ̴̛͈̯͚͊͂ͅb͔̀̐̈́̊͗̿ͮ̋l̶̥̬̯̥̤̅͂̐̽͛̃̊a̸̼̺̠̱͖ͥ̌̑̽͞c̸̟͎̺̉̒k̰͕̥͉̪̻̇͂ ̢̛̤̯̬͌̓ͣ͝c͛̆̔ͧͪ̉͏̴̡̺̼͙a͚̝̫̦̝̺͑̒ͭͣ̏͐̓̊͘ţ̻̩̰̱̥̣͇̥ͥ̎̇̅̽̀͢ ̊͆̈́͡͏̰͙͘ř̍҉̡̻͈̯̦̜̩e̙̯̙̱̓͠ḁ̸̠͈̣̠̠̣̱̑̾ͥ͛͘ḷ̖͚͉͈͖̑̌̔ͩ͂̀͢͞i̜̩̝̹͚̰̝̼͛͐̓z̸̯̖̻̹͈̝̳͆̉͞ͅȩ̵̝̖͈̋͑̎̚d̶̖̰̦̼̦̓͋͐̏̿͂ͨ̕͘ ̙̙̱̣̮͙͍̝̳͗͊͐̒̀͞w̫͍̭̦̟͖̖͖ͫ͛̓͌̂͒͂́͜͡h̻̱͙̞͋̆ͥ͛ͩͣ͒̾ḁ̲̞͓̖̠̻͙͖̓̀̕ṫ̉ͪ҉̸̦͚͓̗ ̶̡͚̭͔̙̲͈̒ͧ̔ͫͥ̀ẁ̸ͫͫ̑͏̖̣̳̰͚͖͎́a̵̧̻͎͓̽ͧ̿̓͛sͤͧͯ͟͏̩͍̭̭̲͉̳͡ ̣̣̹̦̘̜̪͙̤̊͑̍͒̓ͮ͟͝g̟̝͇̣̦̱ͦ̎ͩ̃̋o̸͎̬̮̭͌͊̇̓͐̓̽̚i̷̧͇̦͇͉͇͔̮̒̓͟ṅ̝͇̟̱̫̓̇̌̐̓ͅg̶̝̠̲̟͍̉ͫ̒̎ͭ͋ͤ̚ ̦̮ͩ͂̉̽ͯ͆ͥo̻̻͚̬͑̎͟n̘̭͉̖̊̈́̌ͧ̑ͧ̒ͩ,͕͔͙̻̯̼̞̬͑͋͒̊͊͟͟ ̬̞̹̫̰͔̗̝̞͛̃͟l̝͈̗̮͎͐͐ͦ̽̾̃̓̂̓ȩ̧̊̍̓̋҉͔͙͈̪̟̬̼a̬͗͛̎̇ͯ̊p̝̞̟̤͖̩͇͖̋̏ͬ̂̇ḯ̶͍̰̝͉̝͚̊̆͊͊ͦṋ̵͕ͬ̊̍͌ͦ̽̌̿g͚̖͍̝̪̬ͯͨ̽ͭ̓͆͝ ̡̺̪̯͂̄̍̌͂̚i̬͐ͮ̇n̢̥̱͉̂̿ͥ͡͝t̂̏̊̈̃͗̓̚͏҉͉o͖͙͇̪̯̻̖̅̇ͯ̈͟ ̙̫͓̹̣̙̅̈́̎͛ͫͤͬ͡t͉̹̋ͩ̇ͩͥ̊̃͞h̘͇̮̮̲̠̱͂ͭ̓ͫ̽ḛ̵͈͋̄͊̉̿̆͘ ͙̼̽̆̇͑͐̒̔̾͢͜͞ȃ͊̄͛͗̈́̋͛҉̵̟͕̠͕̗̘̘ͅị̧̹̩͔͉̺̺̝̳ͬ̿̔̿̿r̡͈͓͓͉̅̽́.̛̬̗̪̥͓̜̹͍͛ͭ̃͗ͬͦ́̿͜͡
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̲̦̖̙̖̩̑̏̈̄̄͘͟"͈͓̠̞̹͍ͮ̈̒ͧ͞H̖͒ͣ͗̑ͤ̌̀̕ē̜͍̫̱̮͍̹̣͋̒̔ͫͭi̸̘̩̞̹͉̹̩̖̾̌͐ͦ̂̉!̛̪̮̙͕͉̱̹̪ͫ ̣͔̘͓̳̠͙̝ͩ͗ͅ ̺̦̣̝͓͂͂ͯͨL͙̮̩͐̒͗̔ö̪͍̗̼̟̺̟̟́͑ͧ̎͞o̪ͩͩ͋ͤ͌̑̾̆kͨ̆͏̵̬̪͖͓̪͖ͅ ͈͔̞͛̒̄ͤ̀ͨ̃̃o̵̦̫̥̅͊͗̏̆̆ͧ̀̂͢ù̢͚̰͙̮͎̣̗̞̞̑̽ͪ̽̌ͨ̀t̡̲̜̟̤̲͆̊ͬ͋̉́̀!̮̞̙ͬ̓͘͞"͈̟̙ͧͧ̊̍͑ͣ̓ ̭̞̹̳̖̠̜̈́ͣ͗̂̉ͯ̅̓͗ ̻̙̭̰͈̠̭͇̃͌͒ͣ̓̇ͮ̀ͅT͙̹̯͊̄̃̓̚h̭̫͎͚̉ͩͦ̋̀ë̵̵̤̞̟̲̝̦͎́̒̔͊̋͝ͅ ̧̦̗̯̙̠͖̱̮ͧ̀ͤ͘c͈̣̤͖͆ͭ̿ͦą̜̩͎̦̩͔͛̾͠t͚͕͈͔̰͉́ͥ̈́́ ̹͎̣̻ͥͫ̀̓ͭ́̚͘͟p̸̰͈̬̫͎̻̤ͦ́ö̸̷̪̼̙̞̘̗̙͖́͂͆̆͜u͈̦̹̪̞ͦͣ̏̈́ͯ̕͟n̵̵̳̘̽ͣͦ͐ͣ̐ͨͅc͎̼̯̝̗̱ͭ̓͐͂̄̎͗ͮe̸ͣ̂͏̼̖̜ḍ̝̉̆͂ͭ̈̈ ̷̩̼̀̉́ừ̴͙̗͛̉ͦ̉̈̀̏͟p̛̻̱̹̯̆͜͞ȏ̴̮̪̯̱̦̣̥̿̽͠n̷͎̉ͩ̂ͯͧ̌̋̒ ̷ͯ̃͛͛҉̪̥̜̗̦͖̕ͅḢ͐̔͗̎ͯ̆͂̚҉̴̗͡e͂̎ͩ̌͏̲̼͉̖̣̳͔͇͡ì̝̖ͦ̊̑ͩ̅̏̆ͅ,̦̄̃̈́̏ ̶̵̝̞̳̗͙͌ͧ̌k͕̍̎ͨͮ̓ͩ̏̏͟n̢͍̫͌ͬ̄̔̇̇̿̇͌o̠̼̭͙͎͍͓͌͋ͥͫ̏ͯc̲̤͌̃̆ͤ̽̑́̚͞k̜̱̦͚͇̣͒̀ͨ́̊̅̓ͬ́ï̻̦͙̖͈͛̌͐ͩͅn̈ͯͬ̌͏̣̘͇̤̗̱̻g̢͚̰̱̪͉̺̗͑͐ͣ͛̅ͦ͝͝ ̦͎͈͇̦̓̊̃ͭ̃͋h̴̡̞͇͓̆̃ͧͤi̩̯̱̺̬̞̹ͫ̓̒̈́ͥ̈ͩm̶̭̭͖̜̮̣͈̳̟ͦͩ͐̂́ͫ̑ ̦̘̬͙̳̔o̥̻̞̮̯̭͕͉̽͘͡u̘͙͇̬̟̮̺̗͙͐͑́̒̿̒ͮͧ̕͞t̸͕͇̩̤̯̮̔͑͒ͭ̇ ̼ͨ̊͒ͣȍ̟͙̞̳̥̣̎̈ͥͦͨͪ̒̌͘͡f̳̭͌ͤ͆ͤ̉ͯͮ̀ ͍̫̱͍̺͙̳̫̬̍͑͠Ḃ̢̺̹̠̎͜ͅa̖̬̮̫͔̳̠͊y̵̸̢̺̺̳ͮ̌͂͐̒ͬ̌̇̄l̐̅ͧͫͣͩ̈́́҉̷̰͚̞̮e̽̃͒͊̚͏̖̬͎͎̰̯'̢̞͔̳̞̈͒͐ͨ̃͆s͚̗̳̲̤ͫ̔̀̾͝ ͪ̂̓̊̆͏͚͎͖̤̳l̯͈͚̥͌ͯ̉̈ͩͣ̏i̅̆ͬͮ͋ͪ̈́҉̥̫̝̜̪ṋ̨̗̹̰̘̣̳̎ẹ̍̊ ̶̛͎̼̣͕̘̮̿͊̿͛̋̅ͅō̝̙̟̮̝̣̄̒̓̓ͩ̀f̗̥͙̯́ͭ́ ̝͙̼͖̜͔̫̓͂ͯ̇ͦ͡s̱̬̤̏̽̓ͭi̡͖̥̭̿ͧ̍̅ͧĝ̡̗̼̭̙ͧ̎̊̊͋́̚ͅḧ̴̠̥͍̞̼͍ͪ̿ͤ̈͡ͅͅtͯ͋̒̾ͦͫ̂͠͏͇̬̝͎ ͇̙͗ͨ͊ả̷̞̫͡n̵̼͓̮͖ͮͣ̀̃̀̒d̨̹̫̎͋̓͋̓ ̲̪͈̯͉̗̞ͩͬ͗ͤͦ̃ͯbͩ͑́ͯͭͯ̄̿͏͙̙̞͖ͅo͕̻̘̠̹̞̮̹̖ͤͣ͋̇ͯ̒ͥ̕t̶̩̜̗̫̻̟ͣ̿͌ͮ͒̿ͮͅh̨͈ͩͅ ̻̦̱̤ͭ̓ͮ͗̒̕o̵̠̭̲͚̳ͥͨ̃̔ͤ̃̆̉ͅf̡̨̯̰͚̲̭̝͂͆ͭ̓ͯͩ ͗ͤ̀̔ͮ͋͂̓͏͉̲̣͙͖̣̕̕t̵̲̮̘͚̲͕̗͙͕ͩͨͥͩ͗͋̐̈́ͭ̕͜ẖ̴̛̻̍̅ͩ̔ḛ͎̗͈̱̘ͧͫ̆̓̓̚m̵̰̝̙̟̹͚̄̋͑̉ͧ̑ͪ̔̏͞ ̶̮̦̠̲̏ͣ̀̿͂̀͌̚t̵̲̩̳̃̍̓̇͋̉̄͝o̺̙̠̔̓̏͆͑ ̴̪̤͚̖͔̈́͌̇ͦ́t̴͕̯͈̠̻͓͍͙́͑̔̿ͬ͆ͦͧ̓ḥ̖̻̤̙̦͈̋̆̽̃͐ͬ̈́ͪȅ̵ͨͤ͆̊̀͋͊͜͏̱̱͓͖̠͕̙͇ ̵̡̡̩͔͕̙̿̆̍̈͑͒ͤ͌͑g̷ͩ̑͗̔̔҉͏͓͇̳͚̩r̛̗͉̤̩̖̠̘͚͆̐́o̭̗̠͓̪̘̱ͣ̔̉̿ͅu̡͇͎̙̝̙̻̱̲ͥ͌͆̒ͫ́̈́͊n̶̑̈́͊̀҉̯̥̖ḍ̡̮̖̜̭̟̎̓͊͗̎̅͌ͣͅ.̴̧̣̥͈̮͆ͪ͗̀ ̛̞̮͚̝͍̈́ͨ̓̕͡ ̷̹̥̤̬͔̱̝̌́͒̃ͪ͌͋ͬA͕̫̼̭̿̊ͅͅs̭̹̩͎̹̲̘̒̐̉̒̊̆ ̡͈̘̳͉̼̬̈́ͤͭ͂̕ͅs̛̛̥̙̉̽͑̈ͧ̐͟o̷̵̮͕̮͍͒̎͋ǫ͖̺̘̳͗̅̏ͯͦ̾ñ̴̞̪̰͍ͣ͜ͅ ͎̠͕͖̈͐ͫͫ̊͠ą̞͚̮͚͖̙̂ͪ̈ͭ̾͒̚̚͝s̳͈͉̳̱̝̽̽̓͋̐͂ͅ ̶̴̥̬̼̳̤̯̞ͭͨ͋̓̆ͩ͗̕B̷̲̳̲̗͎̫̜̬̑͂ͅa̬̮̠̼͑̔̐y̤̯͇͙͖̦̽ͬ͗ͫͥ̀͟l̩ͦ̄̓̀ͅe̢ͫ͊̅͘͏̩̬̲̜̙ ̯̬̜ͤ͐ͣͯ̀h̄̈̆͢҉̻̦̩̭̰͉̹̪̦a̺͚̒ͭ̏͛́͟d̵̙͗͌̐̀ ̲̟͑͐̆͂ͦͨ̏f̢͓̹͂͂̓ͪ͋͜å̛͙̥̲̻̮͔͚ͪͦl̜̳͉̬̬̗̣͗ͪ͑̐l̰̩̳̬̳̼̗̀̄ͫ̊ͬ̅̓͘ȇ̝̠͋̓ͣ͆̈ͨn̶̫̺̩̯̯̺̞̒̔͊͒͟,̢͉̲̓̄̍̍ͩͬ̃ ͊͊͆͊̅ͦ̍̉͢͢ͅh̸̩͕̩̺̹̄ͪ̉̿̋͑ͯͮ͘e͙͔ͫ ̷̑̂̎͌͏̯̠̥̣̤̹͡t̢͔̣̲͚́ͣ́̂̆u̺̮̟͙̘͉̝̼̙ͤr̜̯̖̜̪̞ͮ̌ͫ̊̐̓̀n̴̰͔̼̝̘̋͂͛ͪ͋͑ͥẽ̦̟̙̼̰̖̇͋͌ͮ̏̈̚ḓ͙̤̞͑̆̓̎̍̂͟͠ͅͅ ̯̬̤̹͎ͭ̄͘͝o̜̥͔̱͓̞̪̫̜͛̀v̩̣̥͖͇͇͚̘͒͐̓͊̃́͟͡͞ḙ̻͇͔̙̮ͧ͐͢r̨̡̯̫̬͖͔̈̿ ̘͓̾͆͗̅̿̈͟i̷͉̼̗͔̯̯̺̥̞͑̐̂̔͆̚n̢̹͙̄̉͛͝ ̯̗̼͋͊̽̃ͯ́̚t̻̣͌́͞͝h̷̡͇̖͚͈͛̈e͖͔ͤͬͭͥ̑̎̕ ̧̛͚̣̲̻̪͍͙ͮͫͤ̈̾̆͊ḍͥ͑͊͌̊̓͟ǐ̭̱̜̙̯͕͍̙̙̋̋ͦ̉͠r̵̜̞̼͚̟̤̬͋͋̌̚ṭ̺̃̓ͧ͂́,̢̲̳͔͐̄̒ͥ͐ͦͣ͢ ͔̝̥̺͍̤̐́s̼̤̜͇̻̒̆̿͌̀͑̀t̷̬͖͆ͦͨ̀̾͗͌a̡̔҉̞͖̝̺r̴̪͓̣͉̥͙͕̔̊̀́i̸̺̦̦̩͍͓͚͈ͯ̿̎͐n̡͐͐ͯ̒ͭ̇ͬͥ̽͝͏͎̹̞̯͙̦̳ǧ̶̡̨̄͋ͅ ̡͖̖̻̤̦̻͌̆ͧ͐̀a̵̧̛͎̦̺̦̯̼̱̜ͭt̶̨̢͇͕̹ͨͧ̊ͥ̐ͪ͑͂ ̹̦͈̮̇̅̿͑͋̇ͦ͌́ẅ̫̱̯͇͚́ͩͫ͛̾ͬ͞͞h̵͕̦̜̞͗̆͞ͅe̸̗͔̦ͮͭ̊̓̒͢r̡̻̤̼͉̙̰͙̓̒̌̀͌́e̢̘͕̜̺̗̜̥͌͂͑͐̌͞ ͊̏͑͂̈͏͉͍t̸̨̡͙̖͓̻̜͎̔ͤ̐̽ͅh̡̛̗̘́̏̓͛ͫ̔ȩ̥ͯ̒̓̎͛̄̌ͮͅ ̟̝̼̎ͭͤ͒ͨ͌̂̋͝C̽ͯͨͨ҉̛̪̥͔͚̩̘͔͙́o͖͈͍͖̦̭̥ͪͩͯ͛̅͊̑͜ͅn̴͉̬͓̬̮͇̎͡ͅṯ̞͍͉̲͕̫̣ͤ́̄r̮̼̼̯̻̟̓ͯ͋ͥͥ̊ͯ͜͜a̪̗̖̿̋̋̿ͭ̔ͯc̬̮̓͌̂̿̄̔̈́͞͞ͅt̸̷̨͍̥̯͇̩̰̗͔͙̆͆͊̀o̳̙̰̺͇̾̊̚r̛̳̰͈̊͐͂͑ͣͩ̃͡s̸̩̦̜͓͉̞̋̃̊͑͌̈͝ ̶̤̠̭̘̣͋̂̏̀͝ḅ̲̊̾̔̌͂̀͜o̧̭̫̅͑̋̓d͌ͫ̿ͣ͐̉͜͏̰̩̮͓y̵̧̥͇̠̜̑̐ͪ̈̈́ͮ͑ ̷̼̠̣͓̮̱ͮͨͅḻ̨͉̖͐̄ͦ͘ą̨̩̳̪̫̜͖͈̄ͥ͂̆̕y̡͖̱̗͕͗́ ̢̧͍̖͈͓̭̯̩͛ͦ̒ͧ͜c͐͛̽̇̿̄̒͏͇͈̝̩r̝͚͎͎͒̈́ṵ̻̦͇͕͔ͯ͆͂͒m̐ͪͫ̓́͟͏̫̫̪͖p̴̧̳̻ͯ͘l̜͈͉͎̠̺ͭ̍ͬ̈́̑̔̐ͬ͘͟ẹ̙̻͔̥͙ͧ̂͌̑̀͜d̳̘̰̰̻̟͖̹ͫ̒̊̀̐̐̍̀ͤ ̹̜͔̫̰̫̂͛̀̈́ͅb̺̯͇̣̙͈̘͚̈́ͦ͐̈̉̾̏̿è̝̤̼̭̘̺̦̙̦̄̋͌̒̅h̥̗͒̋̉i̷̩͈͍͕͓͂͋̋̏̓ͪ͗͐ͮn̵͖̺̠ͯͮͦ̿͑̚͞d̟̯̊͡ ̶̬͉͎̜̲̄̀ͬͨ̊͌̈́͋a̶̭ͥ̔̎͆̀ͅͅ ̛̛̮̭̙̟̦̈́̿͗̈͗́̚ͅǹ͛̄ͬ͛͋̀҉͈̼͙̫̗ȩ̖̼̘̼͈̝͍ͮͫ̃͘ả̡̼̩͕̜̟͇̅̈́̀r̷̴͚̟̺͕̭̙̱̱͌̀̋ͩ͑̆̍b͐̽ͬ̌͞͏͚̩͇̣ỳ͙̹̟̹̖͈̹̼ͯ̈ ̞͖͈͙̜̹͚͓̹̍̓ͦğ̻͓̪̙ͫͪͅĩ̢͍͔͇̲͔͋ͥ͘r͙̄͑ͪ̃͛̍̈́͠d͔͉̞̖̝͕̖̎̂ͩͤ͢͞ͅe̮͇͙̙ͨͧ͂̕ŗ̸̺̳͚̟͌ͩ͐́ͩͫ̽.̵̫̜͇̪͙̾̈́͞͠ͅ ̸͉̫̜̫͉͑͗̒͒ͅ ͕͚͚̗̺̭͔̫ͮ̆̌ͫͦ̍̔́W̯͙͛̄ͯ̕͝ḭ͉̖͉ͭͣ̃̔͊̎͌͟͝t̺̻̘̟̗̻͍̺ͯ̓ͤͭ̄̾͌̊̅h̵̶͓̤̱̳̤̮ͧ̑ͮ͊̚ ̛̩͈̲̣̖̯͛ͫ̈́͑ḁ̧̺̫̺̼̭͍̹͑͗͗̋ͤͣ ͫ̑̿̈̔҉̘̟͘q̶̡͙͔̬̞̓̓͐̌̈́u̴̸͓̦͉̟̒̔̎į̸̵͈̞͉̳̘̠̫̋ͪ̋̒ͅc̸̖̬͇̀ͫ̆̐̚k̢̜̲̺͖̹͗̑ͩͧͯ̉ͨ ̨̛͍͇̯̠͓̙̫̋͒͢ͅf̷͓͎̘̿ͪͯl̴̴̦͙ͧ̓ͤi͛̎̇͐ͥ͏̢͉̫͉̹̼͚͈̱͇c̢̮̖͕͎͉̥͎̣ͩ̾͘k͈͉̄̂ ̮̰͕͌ơ͍̠̺̙̭̟̲̺̍̉̑̈͋͗ͬ͞f̶̖̹̘̩̳̗̗͒̿̓̀͞ ̸͔̣͕͖͔̺̲̻͔͛̊ͫ̇̓̌̕͠h͕͇̦̙͖̣̏̑͐̽͋͘͘i̱͓̙̟̬̍͋ͭ́ŝ̯̪͋̎͡ ͭ͛͋̚͏̠̮͙w͎͔̉͊ͣͨr̵̳͛̊͟͟ȋ̡̩͖̩̞͓̰̙͖̋̇̒̂ͅs̷̴͎ͥͮ͟t̸̼̣̱̖ͥ̉̋̔̽̾̐̒́,̨̤̮͖͓̆͐͋ͬ̂ͬ̊ͪͭ̀͜ ̺̦̪ͩͣͪͩ̂̍̓s̝͚̠̪̪̻̻̑̃̋ͥ͐̋̉ë̪̻̫̖́͌ͬ̍̎̀n̸̺̠̞̗̎͐̔̿ͮ̔̃ͣ̈͞ͅt̮̗̯̂͋̄̌͟͝ ̶̳̫̭͆͗t̴̳̻̱̞̦͉̅́̍̽ͪ̄ͥͤh͇͓̻̦̍͝é̸̸̯̯̻̗̘̭̼̑͘ ̸̢̘ͪ͛͂͊̉͗v̸̨̩͙̤̤̙̖̹̙ͫͭ͒i͎ͦ͐̒̀͒̌ͣ̊͘͜ã̡̗̘̼̣̩͗̈̑ͤ́͂͡͡l̙͍̲͎͕̯̎͐ͥ͂̑̌̕̕ ̈́̓̔̅̒͂̿̚҉̞̰̺̖͇̭̗͘ǫ͔̮̞̻̮̼ͨ̊̌͆̋̓͐̈́͟f̡̥̖̰͖̼ͯ̿ͫ͂̆̅ ̧̠͖̪͍́̿ͦ̒̊̓̈́̿͢p̬̠͍̫͌ȩ̧̳̟̟̮͈̇̀̆͛͟r̶̬̪̞̹͙͎̱̟̎͗̑͂f̧̢̝̙̱͙̞͙̩̗̄̽ͧ͗̏͜u̷̼̯͕̟̤̻̤̬͑͛̋͛͝ͅm͚͇̠̝͋̓̊ͪ̿͐̍̍̕͜ḙ̫ͦ̏ͯ͑̿̎̓̚ ̷͖̹̳̗̃ͦ͌ͪͮ̂̓ͧ́͠r̤̝̲̮̣͙̳ͬ̈́̂i̯̣͓̦͇͗̅ͭ̆́͘ġͮ҉̴̦̞̭h̢̘͇͕̤̺̫͎́̕t͉͔̤̐ ̻̲͓̜̱̞̽͆ͅt͔̣͔̩̟͒͛̅o͈̯ͣ̉ͯ͋̈́̾ͩw̩̣̙̙̠͕̩͎͆ͯͦͥ̉̀ā͇̼͎͋͟r̨͈̃͋͑͗ͯ̑ͦ̾͘d̵̞̫̹̟̩ͧ̆ ̵̵̻͙͙͕͂́̿̇t͕̥̬̹͊ͭ͆̓͡͝h̭̣̩̘͚̒̌͌ͅe͓̻̗̓̈́͛ͩ̃̍ͧͨ́ ̸̺͇̭ͬ̃̈́̃̀b̳̜͆̄̈́̈́o̴̥̝̲̗̗̬̊̔͑͡d̷̡͍͎͍͔̂͂ͩ̃͠ͅͅy̢̜̙̯̺̩͌ͩ͂̎͆̉̽̆͡.̛̽̋̒̌̌҉̹̘͉̠͉͢ ͪͮ̉͊ͧ̚҉̖̱̦̤̟̟ ͎͉̊ͫ̽̌̾̌̍̓̾T̴̢͕͇̪̭̮̣̏̅̆̀̂͋̚͢hͩ͏͍̻̼͎ę̫͉͗n͍̣͍̰̱ͤ͢͞,̼̖̯̘͓͙̎ͨͤ̀ͦ͗͡ ̭̠̟͉̣͑̋͘h̛͉̺̭̭̉͗̃́ẹ̖̩͍̼ͮͮ̂͌ͪ̆͋͋ ͉̫̺̩͊͑ͭͪͦͦa̰͎͍̝͙͛ͮ̅ͮ̑͋ͧ̀̋c̯͓̥͖̠̎̽͆̔ͥṭ̴̗͍̠͇͙̟͛ͣ̎̍̀̚ͅi͔̭̦̫̐̈́́v̰͉̰̹̜̋͌̊ͩ̎̈͠a͎͇̮͚̝ͯ̊͛̽̓͌̄͡t̅̐͏͇͇̀͝ě͇͎̼͍̙͚͚̰ͧͧͩ͂͊̕͟d͇̱̼͋̂̇ͩ̓͜͝ ̥̘̺̹̳ͫ̿ͅͅh̗͇̩̤ͣ͆́ï̷̲̫̩̹̱̺̔ͬ̆̊̈ͯ̃ͅṡ̸̡̳̮͕̐̽̿ͦ͂͆̌ͪ͡ ̸̼̺̫̥̟̣͕̪͊͆ͮ͐̊̑̉̈́͂͡pͣ̔̽͐ͥ̋͞͏͚ͅo̶̜͔͚͛͛̀̂ẘ͍͚͙͕͍ͩ̇̅̚͜ẻ̫̰̻̟̹̗̯͚̦͗ͤ̂ͧ͝r̸̴̘͙͔̣̰͙̯̟̤̓ͦ̅ͧ̇̽̽͛ ̴̴̤̖͍̦͕͕̩ͧ̒̋̌͢o̙͎̹̟ͤͩͨͯ͂͢n̵̡̰ͬ̈́ͨ̊ͤ̒́ͅc̶̸̗̻̳̝͎̲̜͙̉̊̇̈́̽ͬ̓̉͟e̬͛͂̄̀̕͢ ̣̣̩ͮ͛̂̏͛̇̎a̢͕͉̼͈̝͙̱̼ͯͧ́͠g̤̠̮̪̽́͡a̷͙͔̭̻͈͊͒͊ͯ͝͞ͅỉ̷̢̹̳̍̿̏͒͜n͓̫ͭ͆̈́̃̄͟,̪̤̮̗̖̹͛͘ ̲ͦ͛͞͝p̴͚̻̱̟͈͈̦͓͋̇ͫ̽̃͆͡r̔ͬͪ҉̡͕͔̫͎͎̪o̧͕͓̥͇̦̜͛͌͢j̖̗̄͆͒ͦ́̚͘͞ͅȅ̸̴̛͉̹ͨͥ̉̐c̴͍̻̺̘͖͐͛̓͋ͣ̚̚͡t̴͌̃͌͞҉͕̪̙̣ĩ̶̠̭̠̪͔͊ͫͤ̒ͪ̕n̸̙̦̩̭̲̼̞̦̈́͊̅̌̔g̶̝̤̐̆̌̕͠ ̌̓ͯ̄ͦ̊ͬ҉̧̨̯̙̹̦̬ͅh̨̢̲̻̣͛ͩͩͥͧͯͪ̾̕ǐ̧̦̭̯͍̓̑ͪ̐͊ͯs̨͙͈͖͗͒ͦ͒́ ̨ͫ͒̌̂҉͔͎̰č̱̩̥͈̬̤̯̇̂̉̆̽̐͋̉͘͠o̦̱͇̒ͭ̇̈́͌ͮn͚̙̞ͦ̍ͫ̐̋ͭ͂͢s̷͔̊͊̌̀c͓̝̮͍̮̆ͥ͒͑ī͙͓̳̤̣̈͛ͩͮ͂͜ö́͒̋̐҉̡͏̲͚̬̙̬̗̣u̷̥̱̦ͨ̓͞s͊ͦ̍͊̈́̕͜҉̣̟̯͓͇͙̞͔͔n̴̴̡̗͎̻͉͔ͯ̽͌̅̌̽e̸̢̙̱̟͍̱̺̘ͮ̎͋̉͟s̭̲̙̠̝͖͖͓ͯ͋͑͟͠s̭̘̯̙͇̥͌ͫ̋ͩͩ͂ͯ̾͑͘ ̵̩̘̱͉̜̥͎ͧ̍̈͞b̹̑ͧ̀͛ͩa̸͔̺ͩ̽͢c̡ͤ̋̊ͣͤ͌̉̍ͩ҉̩̖̼͍̫̱k̷̲̻̬̣͙͆͗̈̋͆̚̚ ͚̼̹̯͐ͭ̋̓̅̃ͦ̐́͠ͅt̸̹̞͍͔̤̫͛͗͗͋ó͎̲ͬ̈ͫ͑̽̔ͫ͠w̴̩͔̭͓͛ͮ̐ͣ̊ͧ͂̿ă̵̧̱͓ͣ̎͊ͧr͎̝͓̺̟͌ͤ̽̓̃ͩ̓ͧ͘͢͝ͅd̫̥̩̝̓͜ ̛͖̼͖͈͆̓͛͋̓h̸͍̺͙͕̣̘̤̣̅̾͛̽͆̎ͫͥ̚i̸̻̰̖̣͓̟ͣ͊͞s̸̹͙̰͔̙͉͆̇̽̓ ͔͙͓͕̱͕̼̖ͥ̋̏̃̈͆̽͘ŏ̵͉͉̻͖̖͙̰͓̓̉̑̒̏͊r̶̰̙̓̓̍̃̐ͅį̴̘̜̃͊ǧ͍͖͇͈͟ͅiͣ͐͒͛̅̀͜͏̝̲͓͇̲͖̫n̷̢̲̩̯̥̗͚̈͞a̵̭̞̜͈͔͛̈́ͣͨ̎͌l̰̪̞̥͗ͣ̕͜ ̝̙̻̤̼͔̪̊ͦ̇̐ͭ̌ͬ̒͡b̵͉̜̰̥̻̼̌̾̔̎͒͋ͮ͆͜ͅoͧ̅̏̒̆ͫ̍̚͏͔̻̞̱͉̩̠̲̯d́ͪͬͧ̾͋҉̡̗͈͜ͅy͖̮̓̐ͥͧ̃͌ͤ͆.̽̆̎̓̆͆҉̝͓̹͎̮

T̖̝͐͝h͖͖͍̓̒ͯͥ̓̏̌͠ͅeͯ̌͒̾̈͑́ ̳̹̟͐ͅì̘̲̥͔͋ͮ͑̋̋ͭñ̳͎͍̭̮ͣ̈́ͭ̔̀̒̀ͅv̜̬͕͒̒ȧ̝̍̿̑̈̑ͨs̹͕͉̞͉͆̌̄̋i̴̲͐͛v͔͚̯͚̱͇̼͆̄̓̇͐ͨ̚͟e̱̱͇̥͉̙̞̋̂ͥ̈ ̵̳̈̏f̳͓̙̙͍ͭ͂ͪͨ̌̋͟o̥̺̠̊ͮͪr̰ͭ̄ͧͫͧc̺͕͇ͫ͂e̍͗ͫ̓̎̎͐͏̣̪̘̫ͅ ̩̗̰ͤ̓q̘̜̓͋͒͞ű̠ͭͫ̾̿̎͐ḭ͉̽̂̊̄ͨ̚͢c̥̬͚̲̹͆͐ͅk̛̳̤͖͖̈́̓ͫ̀̎l͑̏ͥ̒̑́̚y̢̟͙̠̩̲̣͌̄̈́ ̱̎͌̎ͧ͟š̸̼̣ͧ̓̆ͪͧ̈l̩̥̙̂͒̋ͣ̃̔ͅi̕p͉͔̭̉ͫ̔̋́́́ͅp̤̋̾̅ͬ̚͝eͥ͑ͭ͆̀ͣd̞̘̩̭̒̅̍ͣͬ͞ ̫̫͉̽͗ͮǒ̞̥̫͕̻͓̍u̦͚̹̜ͭͦ͟ͅt̨̖̘̞̖͙͗̑́̈͊̒̍ͅ ̦̺̼̰͕͌̽͗̂̕o͛ͥ͒ͪ̃f̳͙̺̣͕ͬ̅̈ͬ̂̄͘ ̘B͚̲̥͒ͥ͜ǎ͙̖̭̦̹̜̗̿̌͠y̏ͬ͋̈͡l̜̻ͬe̦͇̞̲̫̲ͩ͊͑̌͘,̼̯̑́ ̷̮̰̘̽a̮̩͍̩͖͍̯͒ ̩̥͚̗͎̮ͩ̉ͤͮ͘h̙͉̓̐ö̧̞̣͍̟̘͉ͅrͥ̇̂̍͂͋͏̞̹̥̹̪r̰͙̞̣̪͌͠i̟͙̗͔͎̭̘̓̀̑͂́̋ḃ̧̮̜̂l̡̥̿ͥͣ̽e̗͍̻̟̓͛͂̓ͩ ͓̠̩̮͇̣ͤ̀ͦ̒̎̒͑f̴͖͇̰͎͉̬͎ͥͧ͊̋͌ͮ̚e̴̠̦̟̞͗͂e͍̭̟l͇̖͖̱̙̘̫̂́͝i̲͍̟ͦ̑̌̆̃̆̔n̻̙̖̱̟̈̚g̝,̗͇̔͑ͬ̓͋̐̇ ͙̯ͦͦ̏̂̂a̩̩͉͇̞͑͝n͎̺ͤ́d̈̈̓ͩ҉̭ͅ ̲͙͔͙̩̀̚s͝o̩̱̙̦̘͛͒͌̂̍m̩̖̤̤͍̼͖͜e͍͉̦ͨͯ̍w̲͒hͦͬa̟̻̣̘͎͎̠͂ͥ̋̄̎ͤ̚͢t̨̘̔̇̐͆̈́ ̾͂͌҉͇͓̮͖͙p̝̘̱͖͉̭̊ͯ̎͒ͥ́ͅä̩͕ï͚̅̂̎̆͋̒nͤ͂̄̚f̱͕̜̽̉ṵ̬̾̋̄̔̉ͥl̴̞̠̮̬̈̎̚,͍̥̻̣͓̺̩͐̈́͠ ͈̩̄aͪ͏̲̹͚̬͉̖̰s̬͉̜̑͐͡ ̘̖͑̕i̵̭̯̝̳͐̓͑͗̐t̤̠ͦ̈̋͂ͫ͆̀ ̴͔͍̘ͤͅḙ̘̼̝ͮͥ̅́̇͗̉v̈́ͬ̇eͯ̾͐ͨ͠n̲͔̻̜͚̱̿̉̓̇̿͠ ̨͖c͍͕͞a̰̱̺̘͆̌̿̓̌͊ͣ̕u̻̰̜̱̐ͮͨ̐s͖̣̝̲̑̓̓̽̑ȅ̷̝͙̲̺̞d̤̰̺̜̙̺͙̔ͧ́ ̬̪͕͇̒̍̋ͪ͗h͌̑̕e̢̬̻̅̑r͙͈͈̠̳̼ͪ̈ͣͮ̔ ͓͚̯̜͍̬͔ͫ̏̀ͪ̚t̡͕̲̔͂̓o̬̦̬̖ ̷̤ͯ͆b̯͎͎̮͍̲ͥ̅̄ͭͫͥ̓l̬͇̺̙̀̇̋ͭ̿̒ͤḁ̯̘͊͗c͉̲͍̼̱͖̮̚̚k̐̊̾ ̡̌ͬ͂̓ô̞̗͡ű͓̤̺̫̎͑͛ͫ̕ț̮̭̘̺̓̓͋ ̣ͥ̈́͑̐ḟ̰͕͋̂̉̀o͍̩̠ͥ̐ͅͅr̮̻̞͓̜̘͒̓͊͊̿̅ͭ́ ̟̫̬̥͉̽ͅͅj̢̜̮̍̌̉ͣ̓͊u̗̝̱͒̐̉͑̈s̛͕͉̫ͩ̄̚t̹̮̝̺̓͗̂ͨ̽̒̓ ̯͔̜̪͙̖ͪ͑̕a̙͕͖̱̦̩̬ͮ̊͗͑̒̌ͣ ̗͉̰̹̝͕͆̽ͬ̑̉̿̉͠f̷͖͎̆̚ê̖̬̆̐ẉ͙̦̫́͐ͪ̓̀ͧ̈ ̝̤̳͍ͣ̊ͫͧ͒ͩs͚̞̘̲͉̦̔ͯͯͩ͗͑ḛ͚ͯ̉̏͟c̟̫͚̠̿̈o̡nͣͥ̽̂̾͂̽d͉͖̰͗ṡ̵̩̙̥̝͓̐.̯ͮ̌͗

Bayle found herself on the ground, dizzy and confused, next to the bloody body of the employee. In the darkness, she could hear someone fleeing rapidly, but more importantly, from the opposite direction, someone was coming fast toward her. A figure in a black trenchcoat had climbed to its feet and running fast. Behind him, a black cat with purple eyes was darting into the nearby shadows.

Bayle was only barely aware of what had happened, but it was enough for her to make a decision on what to do. She stumbled to her feet, but only moved a few steps before a wave of dizziness hit her and she fell down again. She willed herself back up though and began to follow the man with the white mask. She wasn't after him though, she was just following him to get to that bastard contractor that had used her body without permission. When she was finally able to run straight, and her head was mostly clear, she whipped out her guns, staying on the tail of the man with the white mask, trying as hard as she could not to lose him.

The man in black raced quickly through the construction site, trying to keep on his trail, but after the cat had knocked him down, and the Contractor had gained a hundred feet from transferring bodies, he was much too far behind him. At the end of the construction site, he squeezed through a tight alleyway and into the street.

There was no sign of the Contractor. Hei looked back and forth, but he was long gone.

Then, Bayle followed him into the street. Hei looked back at her, the white mask covering his face. Behind her, the black cat perched itself on top of the tall wall.