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Fred arrived at the village of Sol-Ithna just as the day was beginning to
wane. Thankfully he had not seen anyone on the road, and his predicament
had remained a painful, but private, matter. He walked up to the house
who's address was on the paper, and reaching in his purse, retrieved the
key. It slid into the lock and with a *CLICK* the door openned. "Oh
well, what do I have to lose now?" he asked himself. "What! Who's there?" came an voice from the upper level of the house. Just then a boy about fifteen years old came running down the stairs that Fred was facing. "I can't believe it! I never thought it would work!" he exclaimed. "Um, excuse me, but what the hell are you talking about? And why was your address in my purse? And why do I have a purse?!?!" Fred's panic level was reaching all time highs at the sight of the elated teenager. "Quiet, you!" the boy answered. "All will be made clear in time. Right now, I want you to follow me." Fred realized that he couldn't say anything. The only thing he could do is obediently follow the boy up the stairs, and into what looked like the boy's bedroom. "Stay there," the boy pointed at a spot on the floor, and Fred obediently held is position on that spot. "My name is Charlie," the child began, "And I like to create things. You see, those berries you ate were one of my creations. They took months to develop. When they are done, you'll be exaclty how I want you, and I will be your new master." Charlie smiled mischieviously at this.
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