[center]𝚇𝚒𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚊'𝚜 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚍, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙶𝚕𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚕 𝙰𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚕𝚍, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚝. 𝙱𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚒𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛, 𝚢𝚎𝚝. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔. 

𝙵𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝙾'𝙼𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢, 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚊 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚋𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝙸𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜, 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚗𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝. 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚗, 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎.

𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑 𝚞𝚙 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍.

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[color=f26522]𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢, 𝙻𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝙿𝚎𝚛𝚔𝚜 [/color]
The Two meet at the house, in due time they'd enter. Some things are not as they seem.[/center]