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'Silas,' she hisses. 'It is too dangerous here! 'Go home! 'Go home now! She rises and points in the direction of home then looks down at him, eyes glaring, mouth set grimly in her face. The little boy is unable to look up but she forces him with her stare. He slowly looks, terror starting in his eyes then letting her hand go, he flees screaming, 'No, no, not you, Cezar. 'Not you,' can be heard way into the distance.

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