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Alyssa, wait!

- Stay away from me!
- Please, Pete doesn't know.

- That you're a werewolf?
- Shh.

When were you going to tell me?
Were you going to?

I was waiting for the right time.

- The right time was before we made out!
- It's not contagious.

- Not the point.
- Alyssa, I would never hurt you.

How'd I know that?
I left my werewolf book at home.

At least you have one.

- Meaning what?
- Meaning I...

- never asked for any of this!
- You think I did?

I almost died today.

But you didn't. Look, I saved you.

Eventually.

But you were more concerned
with protecting your secret. Why?

- Because I thought you would be mad at me.
- I am mad at you!

Because you could've handled this
a million different ways.

Instead, we almost got killed,

and your stupid grandfather wrecked that
Necrophone before we could even use it.

And now I have to go tell Edward
that we failed.

Oh, I'm sure Edward will be just fine.

Again, not the point.

No, the point is, he wasn't on
the front lines with us, was he?

He's safe in his mansion
while we're off risking our lives

to get what he wants.
He doesn't give a shit about you.

- So why do you care about him so much?
- This is not about Edward or me.

You, Jack, are the liar.
You, Jack, are the surprise werewolf!

- Stop saying that.
- Werewolf. Werewolf.

I fucked up.

I'm sorry. Okay?

Yeah.

A half-hearted apology cures everything.
I'll just tell Edward that you're sorry.

What are you gonna tell him?

About what? About the Necrophone?
About you?

- The best way to get over someone...
- Please, don't finish that sentence.

Look, sport.

You're young.

Girls will come and go.

Not like Alyssa.

I say good riddance.

She's on the wrong team.
She's one of them.

You don't even know her.

She's been the best part
of this whole shit storm.

She distracted you.

She sucked you in.

- It's time you got out.
- You're the one that wanted me to join.

Now I see what it's doing to you,
I want you to quit.

You don't know a damn thing
about what I'm going through, Pops.

We'll find another way.

One that doesn't involve you
sleeping with the enemy.

You don't care about how I feel.

You just want me on side,
doing whatever you say.

Maybe I just wanna go to college
and be a normal student.

Look, I get it.

You're tired. You're frustrated.

Take a break.

- Let me see if I can fix the damn thing.
- Yeah. Get it fixed.

Stick to the mission. Stay on target,
'cause God forbid

things don't go according to your plan.

We're supposed to be
on the same team here.

We're not a team.

I'm your good little soldier boy.

Jack.

Jack, get back here!

Jack!

Ah!

Huh.

Trust me, as long as you go in after me,
whatever you did will seem tiny.

I'm not in trouble. Yeah, I was the one
who found out Kyle was a werewolf.

Kyle was a what?

Werewolf.

Don't worry. He's been dealt with.

They'll probably give me a medal.

They don't give out medals.

Well, they could start.

So, why are you here?

I'm here because Jack Morton screwed up.

And since I outrank him,
I get to answer for his mistakes.

Yeah, he seems cool at first,
but he's kind of a loser.

He's not a loser, he's just...
He's... complicated.

You might wanna get your shit together
before you go in there.

But don't let some townie get in the way
of everything you've worked for.

Right. Thanks for the advice.

Always happy to help the less fortunate.

Miss Drake.

I trust you have
what the Grand Magus is waiting for.

I don't, but I can explain.

Oh, good. An explanation is much better
than a rare magical artifact.

Come on in and tell him then.

Miss Dupres, I'll be with you shortly.

Hey, Alyssa?

Good luck.

Hey, Acolyte? Clean this room.

You heard the Medicum. Get to work.

Now, Acolyte!

I told you to leave me alone.

You didn't, actually.

I can't believe you didn't tell me
about Kyle.

That he's a total idiot?
Pretty sure I told you that.

That he was a werewolf.

Kyle's a werewolf?
Wait, did you say "was?"

Yes, was. Past tense.
The Order killed him.

- 'Cause he was like you.
- I didn't know he was like us.

Us?

- So, there are others?
- Shit.

- Alyssa...
- Did you frame him?

Is that it?
Was it some messed-up jealousy thing?

You seriously think I'd kill someone
out of jealousy?

I don't think I trust a word you've said
to me.

You know what? When you wanna talk,
we can do that. But for now, I'm going.

- I want my thing back!
- No one's stopping you.

"Put the knife away."

I can't think of a simpler request,
but you decided to keep it?

I did, Magus.

Because you think there are more
werewolves and you're, what, afraid?

Yes. No.

Well, that clears things up.

When I was hunting alongside Kyle,
we saw a wolf.

Which means there's another one out there.

And I wanna find it.

Gabrielle Dupres…

werewolf slayer.

Huh.

When you had True Sight,

did Kyle appear to you as a wolf?

No. He looked like normal.

Perhaps he tampered with the potion,
or he had someone help him.

Either way,

we don't need to trust our eyes.

I do need to know how this happened.
When he turned, why, and most importantly,

who else knows?

Do you think you can handle that?

Yes, Magus.

You keep it quiet, but I need answers.

But what if people lie?

What if they don't talk?

You're a smart girl. I'm sure you could...

find some way to convince them.

So, like a good husband,

Orpheus follows Eurydice to Hades
to try and save her.

Yeah, Orpheus was a fool.

Interesting point.

Counter?

It's romantic.
Chasing your dead wife to Hell?

If that's not true love,
then true love doesn't exist.

No.

He wasn't in love.

Yes.

Go with that.

He felt obligated.

And what did Eurydice do
to earn his sacrifice? Nothing.

Not to mention, she just took off
to go dancing with the nymphs

without even so much as a goodbye.

So, Orpheus wastes all
of this time and energy

going after her to try
and justify their relationship.

Aha.

And then he finds Facebook pics
of Eurydice and her ex

drinking caipirinhas in Costa Rica.

Just like magic.

Did I miss that part?

Even if he got her back,
things could never be the same.

So, did any of it
ever really mean anything?

So you wouldn't even try
to save the person that you love?

I'm saying that

at a certain point,
you have to live your own life.

Make choices for yourself
and not everybody else.

Congratulations, Councilor Stone.

You finally came to your senses.

Forgive my hesitation, Magus.

I just needed to consider
whether the promotion was a benefit to me

or The Order.

To Vera.

Serious as a heart attack.

Ha.

Now that the council's complete,

we have some business to attend to.

Renee's death has derailed my plan.

Two of our disciples were almost killed,
and the Necrophone was badly damaged.

It's a long shot,
but we may be able to salvage it.

Magus, if I may?

I've conferred with others on the council,

and there are grave concerns

about your pursuit
of the Vade Maecum Infernal.

With the Vade Maecum,

we can create a sustainable way of life.
We can...

feed the hungry. We can cure cancer.

Let me be more specific. What we're
wondering is, "What's in it for you?"

Are you questioning my intentions?

Isn't that the purpose of this Council?

To act as a safeguard.

Your job was to ensure
the Grand Magus got the Necrophone.

My job was to perform
the Elemental Transference.

- And you failed.
- Well.

Our spell was interrupted by a werewolf.

Are you sure it was a werewolf?

Two of my Acolytes saw it.

Magus, I've been looking
into the history of the Vade Maecum,

and there's anecdotal evidence that

- restoring the incantation can somehow...
- The book summons werewolves.

Really, Vera? Are you suggesting
that we put our heads in the sand

over one sighting and some stories?

I am suggesting

the council temporarily rescinds
its support

for your pursuit
of the Vade Maecum Infernal.

Until we can be certain that the risk
is worthy of our efforts.

You all feel this way?

Not all.

Tomorrow morning. I'll come to your house.

We'll talk.

I look forward to it.

Goddammit, Hamish.

Get it out, Hamish!

- Kyle is a dead werewolf.
- No "hello?"

- Rude.
- Where've you been?

I told you.
I was being hunted by a necromancer.

- Oh.
- Oh?

She could see the future.

She had an army of dead bodies
and she was trying to kill me!

- Did she get you?
- No, she didn't get me.

Ha! Damn.

Good one!

I got stabbed, you know. Magic blade.

- I know.
- Wound would not heal.

- Thanks to your magic douche-posse.
- They're not my magic douche-posse.

- And I told you how to fix it.
- You told us to read a book.

You said, and I quote, "It's brown."

So, thanks for that.

I can't tell if you guys
are mad at me or not.

We're just happy you're home.

Ha! Suck it! Three in a row.

Damn it, Hamish.

Well, for what it's worth,
it doesn't sound like The Order

has any idea who's a wolf,
or how many there are,

so... we might be safe.

So, what was
this Magical Misery Tour all about?

Coventry sent us to pick up this device
that lets you talk to the dead.

Alyssa said it would help him
find someone, but she didn't say who.

Ah. Does it work?

Who'd you call?

Your mom?

If it was her,
not a version I wanna remember.

Is that why you look like
someone killed your dog?

That, and I'm pretty sure Alyssa hates me.

I think he actually cares.

- Genuine heartbreak face.
- Hey, man.

- We've all been there.
- You've all lost a girlfriend

after being hunted by a necromancer
for a magic phone that calls dead people?

Yes.

Metaphorically, yes.

Fear not.

The Knights of Saint Christopher
have a foolproof cure for a broken heart.

Day-drinking!

This seems like your solution
for everything.

To Kyle.

- Fuck them.
- Nope.

- Not toasting that dickleak.
- Guys, he was a Knight,

even it was only for five minutes.

And he sacrificed himself for us.

That was cannon fodder.

Come on. We're a brotherhood.

Gender neutral collective.

Thank you.

Fine. To Kyle What's-His-Douche.

- Long the road and short the life.
- Cheers.

Magic? We just sat down.

Should we?

We should keep a low profile, at least
until we know how they were hunting us.

No unnecessary transformations.

Understood?

Why are you looking at me?

Fine.

See, I told you
rich assholes drink beer. Ha ha!

Found my landing screw.

Get me a beer.

This is never good.

Wow.

This is kinda cool.

Are you a doctor?

- No.
- Let me buy you a beer.

- I don't drink.
- Really? All right then, hey.

- Okay.
- Hey.

- She doesn't need saving.
- I know.

I just got paid.

My friends are over there. Let's buy you
a drink. It'll be all right.

That was my beer.

Hey babe, what'd I miss?

Hi. Randall Carpio.

- And you are...
- Not buying your boyfriend act.

She just told me she doesn't drink.

How about you both just
leave me alone and let me finish my work?

Unless one of you knows how to test

pharmacological reaction times
on adverse psychotropic mood elevators.

Oh, I mean, I'll leave that one to you.

You could try a radioactive tag

and check cortex distribution levels
using a PET scan.

- You can stay.
- Yes. Bye!

Bye-bye.

Dick.

- Hi, I'm Randall.
- Hi.

- And you are?
- Ruby.

- It's nice to meet you, Ruby.
- Nice to meet you.

Oh, shit.

You got called in by the Magus, too?
I legit can't think of what I did wrong.

You're not here to see the Magus.
You're here to see me.

- But I just saw you in chemistry.
- I need help, Brandon.

I need someone I can trust.

You got a kind of an intense vibe
going on.

Are you off gluten again?

Remember when you said you wanted to use
Kyle's death to our advantage?

- Did you get us out of cleaning duties?
- Even better.

But I can't tell you

until you pass a test.

What kind of test?

It's easy.

I ask you questions...

and you tell me the truth.

I always tell you the truth.

Then you have nothing to worry about.

A wire stripper. A wire stripper.

Ah, got ya.

Hey!

What are you doing here?

You have something of mine.
I want it back.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Don't make me magic it away from you.

Proving you're as evil as I think you are.

If I don't return it, even in pieces,

some people might come looking for it.

And you don't want them finding it
anywhere near you or your grandson.

You want it back?

You wanna keep him safe?

Then I want Jack out of The Order.

- So, tell him yourself.
- I tried that. He won't listen.

Which is why you're gonna convince him.

Once you do, you get your phone back.

You sound like my dad.

Your dad must be a smart man.

So.

We have a deal?

- Deal.
- Good.

Now, get off my land.

There, see?

That wasn't so bad.

And you? Super-brave.

What is that thing?

It's just a glove...

that burns your soul when you lie.

And now,

I know you'll always be honest with me.

What is this for?

We are going to cleanse The Order...

of liars and traitors and werewolves.

- Oh, my.
- And you get to be my assistant.

You're welcome.

It sounds like an inquisition.

And you sound like a man
who's trying to hide something.

Hey, no, no.

We're good.

Whatever you want, you're the man.

The woman.

Yeah, no, I love dogs.

Every time I see a dog, I'm like,
“It's a famous…

it's like a famous person.”

that show, but she's in high school,
and her and that guy from that robot show,

they're killing people, but it's funny.

- It doesn't even sound real.
- No, it's real!

I swear!

It was him.

Keep your hands to yourself, bitch.

Oh, I'm the bitch?

You're gonna look real cute

when I turn that wallet chain
into a leash and make you roll over.

Hey. Let's all take a breath.

You know there's only one way
this plays out.

She insults you,
then I try to talk everyone down,

but you get insulted by something I say
and threaten me.

She'll insult you again, and you'll do
something stupid like swing at me.

She punches you, your pals step up,

the whole place jumps off,
and someone calls the cops.

So, what if...

instead of all that,

we buy you guys a round
and call it a night?

Call me stupid again, dumb-ass.

You know, aggression is a sign
of a micropenis.

Did you hear that? Micropenis.

Lilith, no!

Well, that's boring!

Aren't those your friends?

You leave 'em alone for five minutes.

- You want to get out of here?
- I thought you'd never ask.

Woo! Day drinking rules!

Shit.

Who do you think you are,
summoning me, Acolyte?

Okay, first of all,
your hair looks so good today.

I asked you a question.

Selena, you don't ask
the questions anymore.

- That's my job.
- Says who?

Says the Temple Magus.

And me.

- And this.
- You should really sit down.

Tell me about Kyle.

What do you wanna know?

Did you know he was a werewolf
when you guys hooked up?

- Was his junk all weird?
- It was one date.

He felt me up, I lied about my period,
and that was it.

Kyle has a thing for fresh meat.

I'm surprised he didn't take a run at you.

I can be a little intimidating.

You wanna know about Kyle? I'm not
the person you should be talking to.

So, give me a name.

- You wanted to talk?
- I do.

It's a little early.

Not that I'm complaining.

Well, now it's a breakfast drink.

Do you have glasses?

Veritas.

The goddess of truth.

Seriously?

You want my support?

Then, you will take your medicine

and give me a few hours of honesty.

At least you didn't bring that damn glove.

Mm.

Here. This won't hurt a bit.

Oh, I will...

if you will.

It's only fair.

Mm.

Told you it wouldn't hurt.

In my experience, the truth always hurts.

So.

What should we talk about?

Alyssa!

Alyssa!

Listen, about last night.

I'm really sorry for texting you so much.

- I was drunk.
- No, really?

It was that obvious?

I think my favorite was a pizza emoji

followed by a ghost emoji
followed by an eggplant emoji.

What does that even mean?

Don't text me anymore.

I won't. I promise.
I just, I wanted to ask if you...

If I what?

I assume you didn't...

tell anyone about what happened
with the Necrophone or what I am.

No. I lied to the Grand Magus for you.

So... thank you for that.

I'm a liar.

You see how annoying that is?
I got that all last night.

Alyssa, I'm sorry you had to lie,

but if keeping my secret is too much
of a burden, then don't do it.

I have to, Jack,

Because I don't want you dead.

- I'm not a monster.
- Hey, neither am I, honest.

All the people that I've killed
have either been accidents

- or to protect you.
- Accidents?

Plural? How many are we talking here?

Technically, I didn't even kill them,
it was Silverback.

Who's Silverback?

It's the name of the werewolf
that I turn into.

Jack...

I'm worried about you.

It's like watching someone be torn in two.

I thought it would look like
really well-executed multi-tasking.

You need to figure out who you are.

Maybe The Order isn't right for you.

You sound like my grandfather.

Just answer.

- It doesn't matter.
- It does matter.

Hamish.

Randall? Not since last night.

I'll be right there.

- Anything from Randall?
- Nothing.

None of the bar staff remember
seeing him after the fight.

- What about that girl he was with?
- No one knows her.

Did you try his phone?

- First thing. No answer.
- Maybe he was asleep.

I suppose your magic phone is gonna work
where mine didn't?

I heard the sound of magic this morning.

- Me, too.
- It woke me up.

Lilith and I will check
his usual hangout spots. Jack?

I'll check the temple.
Make sure he's not there.

Is this gonna take long?

- You have somewhere you'd rather be?
- I'm late for class.

You're not being honest with me.

I lined up a Tinder, okay?

What the fuck was that?

Your BFF, Kyle...

was a werewolf.

- And he wasn't the only one.
- All I know is it's not me.

Did you ever see Kyle and Alyssa together?

Of course I did.
They dated for, like, three months.

And did they do anything...

suspicious?

They wore matching sweaters one time.
They said it was an accident,

but I didn't buy it.

- Disgusting.
- But it's not Alyssa.

She's a girl scout cookie.

She let Jack keep his memory.

She wrecked the Elemental Transference.

She screwed up with the necromancers.

Everywhere she goes...

something goes wrong.

Yet, you're sure it's not her?

You'd swear to that?

I'm not sure.

Now, we're getting somewhere.

Did you know

that the Vade Maecum Infernal
attracted werewolves?

No.

And boring. That's your big question?

Why don't you ask something exciting?
Like...

have you ever thought
about sleeping with me?

Sleeping, no. Fucking, yes.
Shit.

I have thought about you naked
ten times since you walked in here.

- Stop.
- Actually, eleven now.

- Twelve.
- This is...

not going how I planned. You…

You've always been fascinating like that.

Come on, I'm difficult, I'm driven,
I'm impatient.

I think I'm smarter than everyone else,

which is clearly not the case
since I'm in here doing this.

All I can think is
how I shouldn't tell you

that I'm afraid you might be
pure fucking evil.

- Evil?
- Aha.

- Selfish and dangerous?
- Aha.

You know, when I was younger
and I first had power and money,

I used to use women and betray my friends.

What changed?

I fell in love.

I liked Sophia.

She kept you in line.

Oh, God, you're not bringing her
back to life, are you?

Don't bring her back to life.
That's so messy.

You think that's why
I want the Vade Maecum?

Apparently.

Well, Sophia is dead.

And even though the Vade Maecum could,

no magic could change that.

You'd understand if you ever lost someone.

I had a daughter when I was sixteen.

- Where is she now?
- Dead.

- Then you understand.
- I do.

I'm also thinking
about you naked right now.

Oh!

This stuff is so strong.

Sophia Coventry.

Who is this?

Sophia...

I need to ask you questions.

About your husband.

Edward? Is that you?

It's someone else.

There's no light. I can't see.

Where's my son? Where's Maddox?

I don't know anything about your son,

except he has a brother.

My grandson.

And your asshole husband...

killed my daughter.

And I'm betting he killed you, too.

I was the price he had to pay.

- So, how do we stop him?
- You can't stop him.

Where's my son?

How do I stop Edward?

He's a good man, but he wants power
more than he wants to be good.

Yeah, I know that already.

Now, listen.

- My boy's in the Order...
- It's too late.

Too late.

We have a plan.

I'm looking for an inside track.

It's The Order, you've already lost.

Lost? What do you mean, lost?

If The Order has him, he belongs to them.

How... How do I stop him?

How do I stop Edward?

How do I save my grandson?

Save my son!

Before it's too late,
before he kills them both.

Jack.

You need to stop.

Stalking only works in the movies
and it shouldn't.

This is a coincidence. I promise.

Why are you here?

This is what I'm talking about.
Everything is a secret with you.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I've been summoned, so...

I think The Order took my friend.

I think someone there found out
he's a werewolf, and they have him.

Who is it?

That's what I thought.

It's not The Order and the Knights
that are tearing me apart, it's you.

Look...

you can't see who I really am.
You think I'm some kinda monster.

Well, you are.

Maybe it takes monsters
to police monsters.

You've never even tried to understand
what it is we do here.

You got some vendetta against The Order
which I...

I can't understand because you wanted
so desperately to join it.

I am grateful to The Order
because it brought me to you,

but that does not mean that it's perfect.

I know.

Because it's just people.

So, you can forgive them, but not me.

Just go.

Leave The Order,
be with your little pack. Go...

Go kill people and hurt them and lie.

At least they have my back.

- I saved your life!
- And I saved yours!

I told you to take the Necrophone and go!

- You didn't listen!
- She would have killed you!

Excuse me?

I'm totally sorry to interrupt
this whole drama, but...

you both need to come with me.

Not now, Gabrielle.

- I have the authority to bring you...
- That's enough!

- Now listen, Acolyte.
- No, you listen!

You stuck up, beautiful blonde Medicum!

I am Gabrielle fucking Dupres.

I kill werewolves, punish the guilty,
and I am the law.

So, I'm gonna tell you one last time.
You and your trailer park boyfriend

need to get to the goddamn temple now
before I get mad.

When Maddox was born...

I was terrified.

I hadn't planned on being a father and...

I didn't wanna bring a child
into a world so dark.

What changed your mind?

The Vade Maecum.

Just...

the idea, the...

thought of what this spell
could mean for humanity.

It gave me hope.

We can change the world, we can...

make everything better.

Is that why you want it?

No.

Tell me why, truly.

Peanuts.

Sorry, just... did you say peanuts?

Maddox is allergic.

Even the slightest trace could kill him.

Edward, do you believe in fate?

Not usually. Why?

My daughter died of anaphylactic shock
at seven months old.

So, here.

- Let's get those peanut motherfuckers.
- Where did you find this?

A safety deposit box in Washington.

Vera, I could... I could kiss you.

You could.

But we won't.

Is it just me, or is this weird?

This is weird.

Silence.

Subservience.

Observance.

What is that?

It's called...

"The Glove of Truth."

No, it's not, Brandon.

Just... shut up.

All you need to know

is that if you even think about lying
to me...

this glove will make you wish
you were never born.

Eenie...

meenie...

miny...

moe.

Looks like you're the big winner.

I told you to get your shit together.

You should've listened.

What do you know about werewolves?

Nothing.

I'm sorry,
but that's not what the glove says.

- Gabrielle, listen to me.
- You'll get your turn.

Tell me about Kyle.

- We only dated a few months.
- Gross.

And did you know he was a werewolf
when you dated?

No.

- When did you know?
- When you told me.

And if you'd known he was a werewolf,

would you have said something?

Of course.

Let her go!

Looks like we have a werewolf lover
on our hands.

No.

Where were you when I killed Kyle?

- I was on a mission for the Grand Magus.
- We both were.

Why did you sabotage
the transference spell?

It was me. You can ask the Grand Magus.
I already confessed.

You're a werewolf.

- Admit it!
- I'm not! I swear!

- So, tell me who is!
- No!

You can't plead the fifth.

- No!
- Who are you trying to protect?

Nobody!

- Enough!
- Ah!

Reliquary. Now.

I was only doing what you asked.

And Morton is hiding something.

- You let her do this?
- Jack.

That is seriously fucked up!

Watch your tone, Mr. Morton.

Watch my tone.

I fought so hard to get here.

With you. Because I believed in The Order.

I thought you were all about loyalty,

but instead you turn on each other
in times of fear.

If that nightmare out there is how
you protect this Order, then... I'm out.

Me, too.

- Brandon!
- This is messed up.

And you're kinda being a bitch right now.

- Shut it down, Acolyte.
- But...

But the werewolf.

You know, Mr. Morton is right.

We are better than this.

Where does it hurt?

Pretty much everywhere.

How did you stand that?

Werewolf.

Must be nice.

You didn't have to protect me.

You didn't have to save me.

I would go through hell for you.

You shouldn't.

Can't help it.

How can you be the best person we've got,

and the person who wants
to tear it all down?

I don't know
if I'm either of those people.

You need to choose a side.

What if I can't?

I don't know how to be with you.

But you wanna be?

Hey, champ.

What's up?

Made a snack. Want some?

- What is it?
- Peanut butter and jam.

- Chunky?
- Of course.

What's that?

This is a magical charm

and it lets you tell people
exactly what they wanna hear.

For real?

Would I lie to you?

I can't do this.

Lil, we have to. He's not in the gym,
he's not in class, he's nowhere.

It doesn't mean that he's dead.

- Doesn't mean that his hide came home.
- I know.

So, let's be sure.

Nothing.

Okay.

So, then where is he?

Hello?

Can anyone hear me?

I think there's been a mistake!

This door won't open,
and I am very hungover!

Hello?

Hey!

Hello!

Okay, okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Hey!

Doc, what is that?

It's a werewolf.

Ah, jeez.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna figure out how to make more.

Subtitle translation by: Metia Bethell

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