Wilbur stopped in his tracks, looking at a cave deep into the canyon silently. The moon had just come out then, bathing the peak of the mountain in a faint glow. Two figures appeared above the canyon, one on each side. Wilbur frowned, looking to his left. Sure enough, it was Eileen. On the other side, however, was a foreign-looking man. He was wearing red robes, with what looked like a pair of silver shackles on his wrists. Despite being hundreds of meters away, Wilbur could see them clear as day. The three of them seemed to spot each other at the same time. They paused for a moment before both Eileen and the man in the shackles leaped down into the valley at the same time. Both of them, along with Wilbur, stood in a triangular formation, observing each other from a distance. Wilbur was the first to speak up. "To clear up any misunderstandings, should we tell each other who we are and why we're here first?" "Oh, hi! It didn't take long for us to meet again." Eileen
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