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What Happened

It was midmorning when Evan knocked on the door of the motley home on the far side of Banglador. The exterior of the house was a mixture of red brick and painted wood, but the door opened to the plain face of a friendly man, neither young nor old, his orangey-brown hair thinning.

"Hello, young man," the man said, staring at him with clear blue eyes and a welcoming smile. "What can I do you for?"

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