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Something strange has happened.
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A sparrow lands on Riggs Diehard's shoulder.
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It carries a note.
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Abed, I... rub my sword's hilt?
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A beam of light shoots out from your location,
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as the hilt of Diehard seeks its blade.
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The beam arcs and meets an equal beam
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in the woods to the north.
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Is that where the others are?
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Yes, 10 miles away, same as you.
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So we'll be arriving at the tower...
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At the same time tomorrow morning.