MARK'S POV:

I softly groaned in my sleep 'my head is K̵̮̀Ȉ̶̠L̷̛͖L̴͕͋ing me!' I just wanted to stay in bed all day. I squeezed the pillow that was in my arms closer to my chest. It was soft and seemed to fit me perfectly, it was pretty warm too.

I slightly nuzzle into the top of it, stopping when I noticed that this part of the pillow was harder than the rest of it. I opened my eyes when it groaned and squeezed me back.

'Huh, I don't remember my pillow having a face on it.' I sat there, holding my head and contemplating my strange pillow until I fully woke up anD̸̥͛ realǏ̸͍zE̷̫̚d it was (Y/n). I smiled down at her sleeping form, the events of last night played through my mind.

She looked so perfect in her sleep, her face was calm and she had a small smile. Her boobs- I mean chest!- softly rose up and came back down from beneath my red flannel shirt as she breathed. One of her legs moved in between mine, she slightly winced in pain. Her brilliant (e/c) eyes slowly opened soon after. She placed one of her hands against my bare chest and rubbed her eyes with her other.

She pulled her leg up and it ended up pressing against my crotch. I tried not  to focus on her actions too much but.. Ḭ̵͐Ț̷́ wa'̴͉̎S̸͕̋ getting really hard. I let out a small snicker at M̵̲̎Ỷ̷̫ own dumb joke. Ahhh, and the Boner-cast conT̸͉͔͛̒inǗ̵͇͘ͅes even on anotheR̵̡̩̽͝ plaÑ̶̬̦͊et. Bob and Wade would be so proud.

She winced yet again and looked down towards her leg. Her lazy eyes stared down at my abs as she came to her senses, suddenly widening when she realised that I wasn't a pillow either.

"Umm.. H-hello Mark. Good morning." She sM̵̫̏iled U̸̘͝pwaR̶̦̔D̸̮͒s, hĖ̷̥R̷̟͌ rusH̴̻̓E̷̙̚d gR̵͓̐eeting was clearly an attempt to hide her embarrassment. I lightly chuckle and pull my body away from hers.

I got up and went to the bathroom, quickly rummaging through my first aid kit for some pain medicine. My whole world was starting to spin and the throbbing in the base of my skull was worse, hurting far more than it was yesterday.

I downed a couple of pills and finished my other morning tasks, brushing both my teeth and hair and using the toilet. I got dressed in a black T-shirt and jeans and fluffed my red "floof". By the time I was finished the pills had already kicked in. Unfortunately there was still a little pain, but it was a lot moreY̷̞͐ŏ̴͇ǔ̷̜ ̸͕̽c̸̳̽A̷͎̓ñ̵̖'̴̡̉T̸̖̃bearable S̶̬͘I̴̫̽L̵̦̅e̷͚͛N̴̫͌ç̶̆e̵̮͝ ̶̡͗M̵̡͛Ḙ̵́!̵̹̽now. I opened the door to see (Y/n) had crawled to the edge of the bed. Her cute butt was sticking out from under my flannel. "Wat'cha doin' there (Y/n)?" I questioned, making her jump.

She smiled at me and nervously, but also happily, replied. "I'm trying to "walk". My legs still hurt a little though." I grin and walk towards her. "Ị̷̌'ll heK̷̲̚Ị̷̌L̶̯̓L̶̯̓lp yŏ̴͇u if you'd like." Her smile faltered for a split second before it resumed. 'Why'd she look at me like that? All I did was offer to help her.' "S-sure Mark. I'd love your help!" 'I guess I just surprised her. Ugh this headache sucks ASS!'

I stood beside her next to the bed. She'd successfully swung her legs to the edge of the bed with a little help from me and now we were trying to get her to stand. She slides off the edge and I instantly catch her when she shrieked in pain and starts to crumple to the floor. I pulled her to my chest as she tried not to cry out anymore.

"(Y/n)! What's wrong, are you ok?!" She whimpers and tightly grabbed my shirt. "D-daggers.." "What?" "It f-feels like daggers are st-stabbing me!" 'She must mean her legs.' "It's gonna be ok (Y/n). I know it's painful but I'll stay with you through it all. Here." I lightly lifted her so that her feet were barely touching the floor. "We'll start with this and build our way up to you walking by yourself." She nodded into my chest and I felt heat rushing towards my cheeks at the nuzzling feeling.

We worked on her walking for a good hour or so. She's doing a great job but can only go a step or two on her own before clinging back onto me. So I guessL̶̮̇E̷̘͌ẗ̸̡́ ̶̨͘m̵̱̅Ë̵̡ ̸͋͜i̸̬̔n̵̺̈́ ̵̱̅M̴̫͝ă̷̻R̶̺̾K̸̦͂.̴̬̏.̸̟͛now I'm like her personal cane, not that I'm complaining about it. If I could have her hugging me like this forever I certainly would. Her soft arms felt warm as they comfortably wrapped around my torso.

"Thank you mark!" She smiled up at me, her bright eyes were full of pure joy. "No problem (Y/n)!" Without thinking, I leaned down and placed a kiss on her forehead. I lingered there before I realised what I was doing and quickly pulled away, my cheeks were almost as red as my floof of hair! (Y/n) was also blushing but her beautiful smile never left her face. I found myself getting lost in her rich (e/c) eyes as I looked back down at her.

Our faces got closer as we continued to look into each other's eyes, I could lightly feel her breath on my lips.

"OOOOOOH!!!! ALRIGHT MARK, GO GET SOME!!"

I jolted out of my trance and snapped my head back away from hers as she did the same. I quickly turned around to see jack standing in the doorway. He was in my extra night pants and had no shirt on.

"MARK AND (Y/N)! SITTING IN A TREE! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!! FIRST COMES LOVE! THEN COMES MARRIAGE! THEN COMES A BABY IN A-OWW!"

I slapped him on the back of the head. "Shut the FUCK UP JACK!!" My face was bright red. (Y/n) was blushing hard as she fell on the floor. 'oops I guess I ̶̱̈́S̷͉͊H̷̫̿ȯ̸̞uld'V̶͙̏e heK̴͙̑ì̷̼L̷̪͝l̸̠̐e̸̪͝d̶̨̀ ld onto hE̷̳͊r.' Jack was laughing his head off even though I'd hit him.

"Well? Are you just gonna stand here, or are you gonna help her up?" Jack taunted me and shoved me towards her. I flipped him off behind my back as I smiled at her and walked over, apologising for how Jack was acting.

She giggles and smiles, her legs slightly spread as she tries to get herself up. The flannel lifted up as she moved and you could just barely see her "undercarriage". I could hear Jack sputter and choke behind me.

I glared at my friend, who's face was just as red as mine now, as I helped (Y/n) get up and pulled her protectively towards my chest. I wrapped one arm around her lower back, and the other around her upper back with my hand resting on her head.

Jack muttered a "Sorry." and then began to wander my room.

"Alright (Y/n), I've got to go out to look for another wet suit for Jack. I'm gonna leave you here with him-." "No! Please take me with you! I'm.. I don't... just please Mark?"

She wearily looks over at Jack, who was currently tapping on one of my fish tanks with his face pressed against the glass, before looking back up at me with her pleading (e/c) eyes. It pained me but I really didn't want Jack to be all alone out here. I'm not gonna lie, I was half Ỉ̷̢N̷̪͊s̴̤̍ą̶̓N̵̮͌ĕ̶͕ ̶̰͝when I met (Y/n). Being isolated on a strange planet with scary aquatic lifeforms does terrible things to the Ṃ̶͉̝̃͒̈́ĩ̸͎̮̙́͘n̴̝̘͂͂̅͜D̸͓̹̳͛̔͌.

And besides that, we're both lets players so I'm sure it wouldn't be too long before he started naming inanimate objects too.

"No, I'm sorry. But I promise I'll be back as soon as I̷̭͋'vĕ̵͓ fouĕ̵͓s̶̺͝C̸̤͘Ȁ̶̱p̸̤͂E̸͕͐d̶̲̓nd him a suit ok? So please don't be scared." I softly smiled and stroked her (h/c) hair.

Just then Jack started singing after he popped up from the other side of my bed making a crustacean dance with his hands holding its claws.

"Yes, you want her~
Look at her, you know you do!"

"Jack no."

"It's possible she wants you too,
There's one way to ask her~!"

"Jack no please sto-"

"It don't take a word, not a single word!
Go on and kiss the girl!"

"Jack.. don't do it."

"*Deep inhale through mouth*
SHA LA LA LA LA LA!!!!
MY OH MY!!
Looks like the boy's too SHY!
Ain't gonna KISS the girl!
WA WA!
SHA LA LA LA LA LA!!!!
Ain't that SAD!!
It's such a shame, too bad..
You're gonna miss the girl~
GO ON and KISS the girl!
Oooh yeah~ kiss the girl~!"

"GOD DAMN IT JACK!!! REALLY?! THE LITTLE MERMAID?!"

"Kiss the mermaid!" He shouted at me using the voice of Nugget from his let's play of Kindergarten. (Lol I know I broke the time line but still, can't you just hear him?!)

I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose and slightly shaking my head. "You know what Jack!?.. No. I'm not even gonna dignify this with a response. Be grateful that I'm still going out to get you a wet suit." I turned back to (Y/n) who was starting to walk a bit more.

"I'll be back shortly, I don't want you catching whatever illness that creature," I said while gesturing towards Jack, "has. Do you have any room you'd like to go to? Or do you want to stay in here?"

"Umm is it ok if I-" "I WANNA GO TO THE KITCHEN!!" Jack interrupted her and grabbed her by the hand while sprinting out of my bedroom. Poor (Y/n) was barely able to keep up and was stumbling behind him as she let out a yelp of fear and surprise.

'I̷̭͋'m G̷̩̓ọ̸̈́nna̴͈͌ ̵̺̇k̵̭̓I̸̳͘L̶͇͠l̷̻͐ ̷̟̓ḫ̵̒iṂ̷̆!' I know he didn't grab her in a way that'd hurt her, but I really didn't like how careless he was around her. I also got a strange feeling when he touched her. It was an angry and foreboding feeling, and it made my head hurt so bad even with the pain killers.

"H̷͚̓Ö̸̘ẉ̸̀ ̴͇̒d̴̻͝Ỏ̸͓E̸̲͛s̶͍̅ ̶̺̈i̷͈͊ẗ̵͚́ ̴̘̍m̷͖̐A̸̺̒Ǩ̷̨ẹ̸͐ ̶̨̃y̶͓͠O̷̗͗u̵̝̔ ̴͓̈f̶̗̄ẻ̷̬e̷͈̊L̵̹̿ ̵̟͌M̸̫͠A̸̳͠r̶͉͑k̸̖͆?̸͇͗ ̸̰̌I̸̛̜ ̴̆͜c̸̦͠ä̸̭́n̴̙̽ ̷̮̿M̸̮̓a̵̳̐K̷͓̀E̵̒͜ ̶͖͊Ī̶͚t̴͠ͅ ̷̡͑Ģ̷̍o̵̺͐ ̶̮͝Á̸̙W̷̟͝A̷̛̲y̵̡̋.̸̘͊.̸̻̂.̴̣̈́ ̴̢͋J̶̼͝Ù̵̳s̷̗̊t̷͇̎ ̶̺͝L̵͕̀e̴̠͋T̸̖̔ ̷̯͌M̷͕͑Ẹ̵̎ ̵̱̉i̶̠̐ǹ̶̜.̵̲́.̸̹̊.̶͙͆.̶̡͗"
"W-what?? Who said that?!"

I could've sworn I heard a deep but slightly... glitchy.. voice whispering in my ear. I quickly looked around the empty bedroom, nothing was amiss so I left.

(Y/n) got a hug as I left the base, and Jack got a whispered warning that if he tried anything I'd personally castrate him and feed his nuts to a reaper leviathan. He quickly nodded and waved goodbye.

~~~~~~ T̵͙͂I̸̙̚M̸̳͠Ë̸̙́ ̷̪̆S̵̭̃K̶̥͝I̶̤͘P̷̩̊ ~~~~~~

I'd finally found the stupid suit for Jack after hours of searching. I'd almost got caught by a reaper but luckily he lost interest after about ten minutes of hunting me down.

'Jack'd better be fucking thankful'

I was on my way back to the base, hopefully (Y/n) and Jack are getting along better now. It's not like Jack intended to freak her out, he's just a really... excited human being. (Y/n) was really nervous around him.

"SORRY!!" I shouted as I drove my sea moth through a school of peepers. Tiny thuds could be heard as their bodies were slammed against it.

Anyways.. I think (Y/n) must shut herself off from humans, I remember her being weary of me when we first met too, I'd really like to know why.

"Ṃ̵̓ả̶̻R̷̼̽K̶̞̅..."

His voice echoed through my mind again. I grasped my head, tightly pulling on my hair as a wave of pain rushed through my skull. The whole vehicle lurched to the side as I briefly lost control.

"I̴̥̓t̵̤͌'̴̣͆s̷̀͜ ̵̹̔M̶̨̈́Y̶͍͋ ̵͓̎t̸̢͛Ų̴̂Ṟ̵̉n̷̦̂.."

No. No, no, NO! I'm not ready to give in yet! I can't... what would he do to Jack? And I don't even want to think of the things he'd do to (Y/n)....

"O̵̞̾ȟ̴̯ ̵̬̉T̵̊ͅẖ̸̓ę̷̒ ̷͇̆F̴̭̏Ų̷̌N̶͔̓ ̴̢̆I̶̺͝'̷͈́l̸̻̀l̶̮̑ ̵͗͜h̶̗͆A̶̬͝V̸͎̑é̸̥ ̶͈̽w̴͎̔i̸͇͝T̴̻̽H̸̬͑ ̸̟̊H̶̱̏E̴̫͂R̵̲͛.̸̯͘.̷̏͜ ̸͕̅"

He was faintly laughing in the back of my mind. I have to get back! I need more pain killers. Maybe, with some sleeping pills and a bit of Jack's help, I can control him.

My foot seemed to slam against the break on its own. I was thrown forward and hit my head. The world started to fade and his laughter grew.

"Stop.. please..."

"Ḯ̴͜t̵̨̄'̵̳͛ś̶̠ ̴͋͜Ń̴̜O̵̬̾ ̸͍̎U̵̡̕s̸̫͌e̸̹͐ ̷͈̀Ḿ̷͜A̵̠͠ř̶͖k̸̟͠!̶̡̅
̵̮̕Í̶̜'̵̹̄m̸̺̆ ̶̬̄Í̴̱n̴̼̈ ̴̝̔C̸͇͒O̴̖͝n̷̦̽T̵͓̒ṟ̷͗ỏ̵̙l̵̓ͅ ̴̢͐n̵͔͠Ŏ̵̗W̵̢͘.̸̣̔"

My reflection in the window was smiling back at me. Determination shines in my darkened eyes, and the smile grows as I completely lose consciousness.

"I'm sorry.... (Y/n).. please.. don't trust him!"

"S̸͓̽h̵̰͐h̵͔͠h̵͓̀.̷̹̈́.̵͓̊.̵͖̈́ ̷̠̾N̵̗͊O̴̝͌ ̷̤͌m̵͈͑o̵̢̾r̴̰͊E̴͈͊ ̵͖̔t̵̢̓E̶̠̎Ȃ̷̬r̸̫̈s̸͔̍.̵̣̒ ̸̫͌Ỏ̷͚N̵̰̽l̶̫̿y̸̠̎ ̸̜̀D̴̳͋r̸̗͛ë̷̖́A̶̼͆M̶͈̂s̷̥͊ ̵̛͍n̵̼̒o̶͍̓Ẁ̵̩.̸͈̒.̷̼͋.̷̓ͅ ̶̭͊H̷̩͝ä̴̢ḩ̸͝a̸̬̿H̸͔̍A̵̲̓H̴̫̉Ą̷̚h̶͈͗a̸͎̚!̴̬̃!̴͕̂"

With those last words, everything goes pitch black. And once again I'm trapped inside my own mind. Waiting and looking for an opportunity to be free. Forever trying to regain control, and trying to protect those I love from his full wrath.

I just hope... that (Y/n) will forgive me for whatever is going to happen now.

?̴̢̛̗̜̤͚͎̺̭̹̠̣͈̝̖̐̈́̀̓̌̉͌͑̉͆̇̃̔͜͠?̵̨̨̛̛̱̥̞̞̜̞̫͚̬͈̲͔̘̎̈́̌͋̀̓̈́̉́͐̉̂̓?̸̨̰͍̯̫̰̬̗̳͍͕͉̰̹͔̉̉̒̔͑͐̽̾̋̋͑̌̒͘͠?̸̡̧̯̩̪͉͚̰̻͔̙͕̫̬͍͗͛͛͑̀͐̓̿͂̑͆̒̚̚͝?̵̛͇̤͚̞͚̫̞͙̺͎͎͍̥̗͉̌̈̃̇̍̑͒̒̏͛͂̚̚͝?̴̨̡͕̗͎̘̘̗̘̪̼̠͍̼̬́̌̇͌̾̈́͐͂̇́̂̿̾͝͝?̶̧͈͎̘̲͈͙͈̥̹͇̩͉̤̘̈́͑͗̉̍̈̿̂͛̽̈́̀̌̑͝ ̸̧̛͓̩͇̞̭͔̹̭̣̟̥̫͖̣̏͒̂̇͑̓͐͊̐̉̿̍̚̕P̵̧̯̳̱̤̺̻̱͎̥͓̼̙͇̥̈̇̆͋̆̽̾͆̏͛̈́͛͒̅̕ȯ̴̱̤̩̯̳̪̭̠͇̮̘̪͖͎̅̽̾͆͗̇̈̔̽̈́̌͋͠͝ͅV̵̡̢̢̭̟̤͖͈̦̦̲̬͍̖̗̏́͑̅̍͑̒̀́̾͋̏͐̌͠ ̵̧̛̰̱̹̱̞͍̟̙͇͈͎̃̈́͒͗̈͑͌̍̇̍͘̚̚͠ͅͅͅ ̷̠͖̙͉̦̦́̀̋̉͑̈:̵͖͖̺̘̜̐̍̎̑̔͘ͅ

He thought that he could just L̷̨͔͙͒̽͝ǫ̸̖͍͐͛̈c̵̹̭̫̐͛́K̶͖̣̻̓̑̕ ̶̢̛͈͋͜͝M̶̢̩͎̈́̇͘Ę̸͔̺̀̿͝ ̷̥̤̠́̈̽Ä̶̻̘̯́͗̏w̴̨̹͗̽͒ͅA̷̢̳̺͂̀͝Y̶̲̣̬͗̀̿ ̴̢̧̰͆̂͝ for years with his false promises of f̴̢̛̝̦̋̆R̸̫͙̙̓̔͝Ḛ̸̬̙̿̀̽ẻ̶͙̜̗̄̓d̶̡̢̖̀͋͠ò̵͙̫̿̒͜M̸̺͕͔̒͛͂?! I've been waiting patiently. Oh so P̷̠͎̹̄͊͝Ä̷̮̲̈́͜͝Ṱ̸̢͉͒͆̃ì̴̡̮̻͋̐e̵̠͉̒͂̕ͅn̸͕͓͓̋̔͗t̸͉͖͎̂̎͝Ļ̶͓̩͌̊̎Ỷ̸̰͓̠̅͝! And for what?!

He L̶̠̱̆̃͊ͅI̴̙̼͈̍̏͐Ḛ̴͉͙͋̿́Ḍ̶̹͉́̆̔ to me. He F̷̗͍͖͇̙̬̗̱̗̹̤̼̿̊͆̓̋͂̂̓͋͐̈́̕Ó̸̹̺͉̺̖̞̮͖̞̱̺̹̂̇̑̏̈͑͆̋̒͘͘R̶̛̙̫͕͇̲͓̙̭͈̪͙̟͛̄͊̀́̓̂̑͘̕͝G̸̲̗͇̯̣̰̭̲̥̦̻̈́̈̄̐͗̈́́́̃̊͘͠ͅƠ̵̧̧͓̻̞̣̭̱̰͓̻͂̀̉͐̓̌̆̓̍̚̚ͅT̵̢̛̹̝̯̱͍͓̘͕͖̬̰̽̅̏̀̉̈̌͒̕̚͠ about me.

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Í̶̧͖̭̖̮̞͍̱̞͙̣̪͊̿̐̓̄͐̓̃͑͒͘ ̷̡͈͚̤̳̮̩̠̗̲̠̍͛̏̈́́̓̎̀̓̔̕͜͝Ả̷̛̠͚͖̹͚͕̜̲̫̣̰̙͐̌̌̇̓̓̓̽̀͝M̵̨̡̢̠̙͖͇̳̦͎̣̤̂̒̓̈́̑̉̒͂͆̋̆̕ ̸̨̧̖̻͖̰̙̤̳̳̝͓͑̉͋̌̓̓̑́͑͌͝͝S̴̨̢̩̹͓̼̭̭̬͈͚͓̀̉̽͋͌̆̈́̑̊̚̚͝Ţ̴̧̹͇͉̹̖̤̮̘͚̲̅̽̈͋̈̂̆̈́̇̓̇̕Į̶͎̺̺̼̖̙͓͎̖̲̮̍̂̅͐͗͗̈́̊͋̃͘͠Ļ̶̙̜̦͕͇̹̗͇̗̜͖́̒̈̉͊̽͑̏̐̕̕͘L̶̢̛̩̩͔͕͔̜̪͔̻͓̠͂̒͊̑̄͂̍̏̆͘͠ ̸̨̠̩̤͍̝̰̞͓͚̲̂̅͂̒̈̈̊̐͌̐̕͠ͅH̴̢͖͖̝̻̺̪͇̘̘̰͕͊͒̈̇̐̀͐̈́͘̚͝͝Ȇ̸̡̡̛̻̜̯̮̮̩̣̟͙̟͌̒̑̃͌̃̀̇̈́̕R̴̨̢̗̫͇̞̲͖͖͍͔̜̂̄̆̾͂̌̀́̄̕͝͝Ȩ̶̡̠̮͈̤͖̰̠̼̻̥͌̌̈̂̄͆͒̋́̇̃͝! He will Ņ̸͇̝̟͓̟̬̱͙͔͕̠̑͊̾͐̄͑̐̒̋̎̎͠É̴̢̨̟̗̠̞̱̩͕̺̦̤̍̓̈́̄̑͋̈́̑̏̆̕V̸̜̪̻̯͈̘̟̞̟̳̲̀͑̅̅̈́̓͋̓̀̿͂͜͝Ę̵̣̮͍̫͖͙̗̟͓͎̄̓́̅́͌̎͒́̐̈́̈ͅR̶̢͙̮̳̟̩͚̗͙̱̈́̈́̏͊̍̍̽̍̉͘̕͜͝ͅ escape me! For I will always be in the shadows, watching his every move. And now that I'm free... I will make hiM̸̡̢̺͇̳̙͊̄̋̄̓́̎ͅ ̸̨̧͎̣̫̣͖̍́̑̽͂̅͂S̷̢̛̯̣̹̫͍̹͛̏̊̈́̓̋U̴̡̨͕̱̮̝͂̓̋̋̐̆͝ͅḞ̶̬̝͙̫͉̺̖͗̾͐̈́͝͝F̵̢̛̲̣̼͓̭̖̌͊̓͆̚̚Ȩ̶͔̺̬̱̣͊̑̇̉͑̊͜͠R̵̡̩̹͕̫̦̒̊̄̋̓̏͐͜! And when I'm done having my R̷̨͚̰͈̬̦̮̐͋̌̓͠͠͠È̷̮͙̝͇̜̱͓̋̎̑͋͂̚V̶̛̩̼̲̳̪̞͖̒͐̋̄͂͌E̸̢̯͙̻̹̟̯̓̆͊̀̆̈́̀Ń̴̢̤̻͕̫͚̣͆̐͂̉̈̈́Ḡ̸̢̺̥͕͙̪̫͂͑͛̄̇̍E̶̞̺̬̭̮̠͑͐̇̄͒̐̈ͅ....

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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA̸̧͎̗̜͚̜̅̓̾͛͐̃Ĥ̷̳͍̱̰̱͛̄͐̀̕͜Ḁ̴̧͖͎̣̰̓́̈́͑͌̾H̸̨̛͈͇͕̻̆̉̑̂͆͜A̶̛̱̱̜͈͉̹̓̏̾̕͠H̷̨̼͙̝̞̬̎̇̅͗̊͗A̵͇̰͈̞̓͆͗͗̅͘͜͜H̸̢̨̻̞͕̃̆̿̀͒͐͜A̵̮͕̣̳̯̺͐̋́̉̃̐Ḣ̸̢̪͉̰̬̻́͋̓̚͝A̸̧͎̗̜͚̜̅̓̾͛͐̃Ĥ̷̳͍̱̰̱͛̄͐̀̕͜H̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅH̴̡̼̠͉̟̬͕̪̫̭̜̙͚̻̩̠͇͕̜̹̻͔̟̼͓͌̎̓̈̄͐́̋̓̐̈́̿͂͆͌́́̓͘̕̕̕̕͠͠A̸̢̡̧̳̻̥͖̜͖̖̯̣̰̤̩̯̙̗̳͍̟͈̍̎͊̄̈́̈̆̍͌́̇̄́͊̈́̀̔̌͘̚̕͠͝͝͝ͅͅͅH̴̡̨̢̛͈̯͖̭̣͚̤̯̜̮͔͉̱͕̳̬͇͕͖̻̬͖̓͌̒̌̈̓̈̆̓̾̓͒̌͒͑̇̃͐̽͛̎̃͘͠A̸̜̫͈̖͉͉̟͎̣͖̙͕̮̭̙͔͚͕̪̭͇̟͇̿̿̍̽̑̇̍̀́̆̊͒̔͂͒̒͆̀̾̃͛̅̕͜͝͝ͅH̵̛̛̭̰͙̙̼͈̤͍̲̲̥̜̣̼̪͕̣̬̟̯̱͔̪̅̿̄̿͆̅̐̃̒̀̏͐̐͊̉̐͊́͘̚͜͝͠͝ͅA̷͈̙̲͓̝̗͔̭̟̭̤̬̣̘̺̝̺̤̟̭̲͔̰͗̐͑͋̂́͌̉̃̈͋̈́̆̓͐͆̒̀͂͆́̿̎̊̕͜ͅH̷̨̛͙͚̜̝̟͈͚͎͓̩̹̩̺̣̘̥̱̺̝̫̪͙̋͒̓̅͋̽̽̅̾̈̎̋̉͊̈̄́͊̒͐̈͜͜͝͝͝A̸̢̛̮̯͎͍̣̮̰̜̥͓̗̥̳͍̮͉̟͙͙̼̦͉͔͓͛́͆̊̈́̀̉̽͂́̈͂̇͌͆́͊̒̅̾̂̄͆͠H̵̡̨̧̧̨̛͖͕͔̝̞̳̹̩͖͚͔̪̫̟͈̲̝̫̦̲̐̅̀̾̒̾̅͗̀͋̇̀̉͒̉̈̑̃̕̚̚̕͘͝Ą̷̻̝̰͔̘̮̯̬̞̖̱̱̱͚͉͕͙̠̣͙̓̏̒̽͆̓͒̈̔̈́̎͂̍͆̾͌͛͌͛͘̕͘͜͜͝͝͝ͅͅ

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