Meshuga

Meshuga is a North American folklore legend that tells the vicious tale of a monstrous serial killer with a disfigured face that used to haunt the woods of California, before they eventually migrated into Texas. Over the years, Meshuga has been given many different names, such as California's Boogeyman, and El Caraazada, a name that was given to him by the Spanish people. The name derives from the Spanish words cara destrozada, which translates to Mangled face. Hundreds of unfortunate people have fallen victim to this monster, and studies have shown that he has a recorded body count of over 175. He has been wanted by the F.B.I. for 7 years, and made his debut back in 2014 when a horribly mutilated body of a young woman in her 30’s was discovered lying in the middle of the woods. From that point on, cases of brutal murders have been reported nonstop for years. The F.B.I. have tried to hunt down this ominous murderer, however no amount of evidence or clues could ever lead the F.B.I. to his potential capture. All they ever got were witnesses claiming they have seen a tall man with a distorted face wandering around the area of the incident.
== Appearance ==
Meshuga is claimed to be at least 6’9 feet tall, making him a fairly large person. He is described to have a very strong build with broad shoulders. 
He wears a black hoodie, black military pants with four pockets, a red shirt, and black combat boots. However, the one thing that sticks out most about this man is his unnerving facial features. His face is said to look completely mangled, bearing scars, scabs, and blisters all around his face, exposing his flesh from underneath his skin. A small portion of their nose is missing, leaving only the bone part of it to hang. He also appears to have no lips at all, as if they were either burnt or ripped off, leaving him with extreme lacerations all around his mouth, completely exposing his ugly yellow teeth. It is sometimes said that this entity has no pupils, but many claims disagree on this fact, claiming that Meshuga does indeed have pupils. No one knows what kind of horrible mishap Meshuga might’ve gone through to look so disturbing, but many have theorized that it probably has something to do with fire, due to the apparent burnt marks surrounding his blisters and flesh. Some people believe that they were set on fire by a previous victim when they tried to defend themselves against him. Others believe that this was caused by mere self infliction. Unfortunately, no records can trace back Meshuga’s real identity. No birth certificates, no relatives, not even blood that can be used for a blood test. All in all, Meshuga remains a mysterious figure with no history or origin story, as if they suddenly manifested in thin air.
== Powers and Abilities ==
Very little is known about the capabilities of Meshuga, to some he may just be some enlarged psychopathic murderer who just steps up on your doorstep and pulls you in with their vise grip and slit your life away from your neck. But there is so much more we have yet to discover about this unholy beast. There was story about a man who encountered Meshuga outside of their house, and just as they were about to get struck down by Meshuga's axe, they pulled out a shovel and wedged it in between Meshuga's forehead with great force. The shovel went about half way through Meshuga's head, and it actually got stuck. The man reported him to the police and told them everything. When they searched for a body, to their belief, they found nothing. The man was taken in for an interview, and they said "I lodged that damn thing so far into his skull! He should've been a fucking dead man!" The next day, the man was found murdered outside of his house. This could only mean that Meshuga survived the blow to the head and is still up and about to this day. The very fact that Meshuga survived this deathly hit would only mean that he has enhanced durability, or even regeneration. He also appears to have enhanced strength, given that he has shown many feats of strength like bursting through a wooden door with their body alone, or causing a 3 inch dent in a lid of a car by slamming on it. One report showed us probably one of Meshuga's biggest feat of strength he has shown. A body was discovered hanging on a trench branch after being impaled by it. No one knows how Meshuga did this, but some believe that it's because he slammed the persons body into the branch with his own strength. As crazy as it sounds, it's highly possible that Meshuga would actually be this strong, after all, he has such a well defined body that's designed for brute strength.
== Crimes and Investigations ==
Although he seemingly has no history for his existence, he definitely has a history of committing one of the most horrendous acts of murder this country has ever uncovered. They have murdered, tortured, kidnapped, and imprisoned a myriad of unfortunate people. They have a confirmed body count of 175 with no survivors to tell the tale. Every victim has had their bodies completely mangled, and their bodies carved in many horrific ways. Authorities have claimed that they've actually discovered something really disturbing about Meshuga's victims. They found out that with every kill, the bodies become more and more gruesome and somewhat creative than the last. The first one being left out in the middle of the woods, with their body riddled with wounds of an axe. The 22nd one having their stomach cut open and spilling their internal organs all around the table they lay on. And the 42nd being stabbed through the chest with a tree branch and left to hang there. It seems as if with each kill, he becomes more creative in a sense, and with each kill, he brings more and more attention to them. With each kill, they become more and more easier to find, as if he wants you to find them. People that live in California, mostly those who live close to a forest, say that they’re even scared to walk close to the forest, thinking that they’ll see a body there, or even see Meshuga himself. Meshuga continued with his murder spree for 4 years until 2018 when he suddenly disappeared in thin air. Some thought of this as a miracle, but that was until 2019 showed up. Sightings of this man have been suddenly reported in Texas. Police were skeptical about it at first, thinking it was all just a joke, because this man has only been seen in California. However, when bodies were suddenly being reported in Texas, that was when the police realized that this was no joke. It turns out that Meshuga seemingly migrated into Texas. Police have tried to investigate back in California to see if anyone may have spotted this guy walking around. They’ve even tried to look for missing vehicles to see if Meshuga may have used a car to travel to Texas. From weeks to months, the police have found no evidence of a stolen vehicle, which could only mean that Meshuga may have traveled on foot. Investigations have gone on for months, and within those months, bodies were still being buried by this man. 
== The Blackout ==
On October 27, 2019, a blackout was enacted and all information regarding Meshuga have completely vanished from the public eye. All known articles and internet pages have mysteriously disappeared and Meshuga was never heard of again. No one knows the reasoning behind this act, but many believe that the men in black are the ones responsible, thinking that they’re going to take their investigations even further to try and uncover this urban legend. Despite the Government’s efforts to try and eliminate all information about Meshuga, he is still referenced from here to there by the town’s folk. Some may even say that the blackout actually immortalized Meshuga as a legend. To some, he is an unholy menace that has to be eradicated at all cost. For others, he is a living legend. 
== Interviews ==
Countless interviews have been made with the people who have encountered Meshuga. Many efforts have been made to gather as many recordings as we can, however the following listed are the only ones that we have been given permission to view. Their names have been kept hidden by their rights. 
Interview 1#: The Road Witness
Interviewer: So tell me what you saw…
[REDACTED]: Alright, so basically what I did was...I was riding across the road in my truck, when I decided to pull over and have a smoke. And I was-..I was just smoking there and just..looking around and stuff, seeing the trees and the bushes you know...And then I started to hear footsteps coming from my left side..From far away. And then...I didn’t really care about it at first but then, I saw a man, wearing a black coat, walk out of the forest, and then walk across the road, and then walk into the other side of the forest.
Interviewer: Okay so what were they wearing?
[REDACTED]: Uhh they were uhh- they were wearing some uhh black...Uhh a black coat I think, or a black jacket. They had some black pants too, and black or maybe grey shoes, I don’t know. I couldn’t see the front part...because their backs were turned to me like I only saw- like the side of them almost.
Interviewer: Did you see their face?
[REDACTED]: Nah I didn’t. I only saw their head, and they only had hair….
Interviewer: ..Like how long..?
[REDACTED]: It was uh...It was...I- I couldn’t really see their neck...Sooo I assume that their hair was pretty long...Or actually maybe I did see their hair. I think I saw their hair on their shoulders, cause I remember seeing something black on his shoulders, so I believe it was his hair...So yeah I think his hair was long.
Interviewer: Okay, how tall was he?
[REDACTED]: ...Ummmmm. ([REDACTED] pauses for a second) I don’t really know...But I think it was...Probably at average height, or maybe higher? Cause I don’t-, I wasn’t at a good distance...To uhh, determine height...cause it was really far. So I’m not sure how high he was, but I think he was-...He was probably above average height..
Interviewer: So did he have anything on him? Was he holding a weapon of some kind?
[REDACTED]: ..No I don’t think so. He was just walkin. I didn’t see anything. And if he did have a weapon, I wouldn’t have seen it, cause he probably had it hidden somewhere under that jacket. 
Interviewer: So do you think this was him? Do you think this was the man that committed those murders?
[REDACTED]: I do believe he was the guy who murdered those people, cause I’ve been around these parts for a very long time may I tell you, and I ain’t never seen anyone lookin like that. I know some of the people who live outside of town and I know a lot of people there and I’ve never seen anyone that looked like that. So yes I do think he’s the one. (REDACTED nods his head)
Interview is concluded.
'Interview #2: The Trailer Encounter'
Interviewer: Okay so explain to me what happened. 
[REDACTED]: Okay so me and my friends were camping out in the woods in the trailer. We were all camping out having a good time and then one night, we were all just in the trailer talking and having conversations, when I started to hear footsteps outside. I was a little creeped out, and my friends were too. But when I looked outside, (REDACTED made a gesture with their hand thrusting outward)  I saw a hand smack against the window, and then I screamed and then I jumped. Everyone in the entire trailer got scared and jumped. And I actually saw it, walked past the window, and its face was…. It was sooo ugly. It was like it had...Some sort of skin condition or some physical condition because...I saw its teeth, like it had no lips. And I also saw some spots on its face. I don’t know what happened to it, but whatever happened, it looked like it had its face burnt off. 
Interviewer: Were you the only one who saw their face?
[REDACTED]: No, my friends told me they saw it too. I went up to one of my friends [REDACTED] and said “Oh my god did you see its face” and it turns out that they had a better look at it than I did, and they said “Oh my god yes I did! It had so many scars on its face and its lips were like torn off!” And I then said “That’s exactly what I saw!” She looked more scared than I was, because she actually saw..what it looked like. 
Interviewer: Can you describe more what it looked like?
[REDACTED]: ...Umm yeah. Its face was..really scary nonetheless, like really terrifying, I’ve never seen anything like that in my entire life. It had a ton of scars on its face. I’m not sure how to describe them, because I’m not sure if they were caused by its flesh rotting, or because it came from some sort of accident, but they looked like big spots that appeared all over its face...And its mouth was just so messed up. It literally had no lips, like they were ripped off. There was scaring surrounding its gums. And its eyes…. I couldn’t see their eyes entirely, but they looked white...Like their eyes were almost white. I’m not sure if they do have pupils, from my perspective they didn’t. It also had long black hair, uhh a black jacket or hoodie, and a red shirt.
Interviewer: Did anything else happen that night? 
[REDACTED]: …...No not really. I mean, we tried to get out of there as soon as possible but [REDACTED] was too scared to go outside, and we didn’t want him to go outside yet, we were all scared....But after a while, we peeked outside, and [REDACTED] just rushed out there and got in his truck. And we were out of there. We were all scared and shooken up. We didn’t know who that was, and we hoped that they would just...leave us alone…
Interview is concluded.
'Interview 3: The Farm Killings'
Interviewer: Alright, so tell me exactly what happened
[REDACTED]: I was in my house, I was eating dinner with my wife, and then I heard the pigs screaming...My wife was like “What’s going on with the pigs?” So I decided to go out there and check it out. I hoped that there weren’t any coyotes or wolves out there picking on my pigs, because I didn’t remember locking the barn. The last thing I wanted to see was one of my pigs getting eaten up by some animal...I walked down to the barn...I entered...The pigs were still screaming in their den...And I looked at the ground...to see a puddle of blood, and one of the pigs missing....[REDACTED pauses for a second] As I look at the ground, I see a small trail of drops of blood on the ground, leading towards the back door. I looked up and I saw that the back door was still open, and a man walking into the forest with my pig...I immediately jumped forward to chase that man, I yelled “Hey! What the f*ck are you doing with my pig!” And the man doesn’t respond, so I chase after him, but by the time I made it to the forest, he’s already gone so far into it. I make my way into the forest, and I still hear the man walking. I go up the hill and I see him, in front of me. Now this man could’ve been at least 6’7 or 6’8, because he was tall. I mean he was tall. Not only that but he had very broad shoulders, like they were very wide. I called him out “Hey!” and he’s not stopping so I go push through the branches and I run up to him, and I was thinking about tackling him despite how big he was, but then he turns around…. And I got to have a good look at his face. 
Interviewer: What did he look like?
[REDACTED]: Man...sigh...This thing...had the most...ugliest face, I have ever seen in my life!...It was so horrifying, I don’t even know where to begin...That face is just...Scaring. I have never seen such a horrible looking man in my life...In fact, I am so glad my wife was never there to see it….[REDACTED pauses for a second] This-...thing...Had scars running down his entire face...He had blisters on his cheeks, his forehead, his chin, they were all over the place. He had no nose, half of his nose was gone, all that was left was the bone part of it and two holes, with scars all over it…. But that, doesn’t compare...to what I’m about to say next…..His mouth, had no lips..All that was left was a mass of exposed flesh surrounding his entire mouth! Every row of teeth could be seen.. And the way he was staring at me…Like-...It-..it looked like he wanted to kill me!..... His eyes, I don’t even think I remember seeing his pupils. They looked like they were cloudy, like he was blind. I’m not sure if he even had any pupils, he probably had pure white eyes, and I wouldn’t be surprised if he did, because from what I learned, anything that comes from hell doesn’t have the eyes of a human…..He was just standing there, holding my blood covered pig on his shoulders, giving me this look like “You better get on out of here before I slaughter your ass.” And I stood there for 5 solid seconds staring at this thing before I turned around and hauled my ass out of there. I ran back into the house, and my wife was worried, she said ‘Honey what happened!?” and all I said was.. ‘Sweetie, call the police, now!”
Interviewer: What was he wearing? Did he have a weapon in his hand?
[REDACTED]: He was um, wearing a black hoodie, with a red shirt...um some black pants, and some black shoes...And he did have a weapon. I remember seeing an axe in his left hand, and it was covered in blood...He also had long hair, and his hair did not look healthy. It looked like he had never showered in a long time. It looked very oily, and it was so long that it reached the top of his chest. 
* [The interviewer writes something down on their paper attached to their clipboard] 
Interviewer: Is there anything else that you want to add?
[REDACTED]: …. I want him caught...That’s all I want….
Interview is concluded.
= Story =
Disgust was more of an understatement when describing the situation. It was disgusting, but it was also mysterious. Like most murders, the murderer was unknown, and for one person, the murderer was the only thing on their mind. Alvis Hancock wanted to see the face of that murderer. He wanted to see the face of the murderer who so brutally butchered his fiance and left her naked body on the carpet in their bedroom. He only left for groceries, but when he came back, he was greeted with an unforgivable sight. Why would God do this? Their relationship was perfect, their love was unstoppable. Within a single night, it was all gone. 
Wasted.
Alvis pursued revenge.
He would force himself awake every night, he would stay up 10 hours straight at night researching to find answers. He went to every news site that talked about the murder of his fiance. He looked up every recent murder case. For a while, he found nothing. He basically tortured himself to near death every night trying to find some decent information. His eyes were all burned and dried up from looking at the laptop in a dark room. 
At last, he found something.
An urban legend regarding a large 6’9 serial killer that lives in the woods of California. They had long oily hair, a disgusting mangled face that looked like a zombie, with their teeth exposed too. They had a black hoodie with a red shirt, and some black military pants along with some black combat boots. He was a total monster, and the only monster who could do such a thing to his beloved fiance. This was the guy Alvis wanted to blame. This was the man who took his life away.
Alvis continued to torture himself every night researching this horrific creature of mass destruction. He was the personification of the Devil, the incarnation of all evil. You’d have to be evil as fuck to take such a beautiful woman away from Alvis. 
A fucking monster you are Meshuga, I will never forgive you. 
What kind of insane person would even think forgiveness would be in the question? Who would forgive such a horrid creature like Meshuga?
Knock knock
Somebody interrupted him. That was not good. It did not feel good at all, to be interrupted while he was in the middle of something...
At 9:00 am in the morning.
He spent...thirteen full hours researching this thing. He only woke up at 6:00pm, he should be tired. But his mind was trained to stay awake no matter what. His eyes were bloodshot, they didn’t wanna blink. 
He answered the door. Who could bother him at this time?
Hello?
It was a blonde haired woman. She wanted to get an interview with Alvis. She was a journalist. Mother of God, no. 
Alvis could not handle anything at the time. He could not stand anyone getting in his way while he was working. He shut the door in her face.
He continued.
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So did she. 
A few hours later she came back. Alvis is starting to get a little mad.
She persisted and she kept coming back to get that damn interview. She wouldn’t leave him alone to do his thing. 
These fucking journalist.
Alvis why. Why did you let her bother you so much?
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I don’t know.Get this thing out of your hair already, I’m tired of seeing you in pain.
Get this thing out of my hair already.
A new murder case? 
Alvis found a news site that brought up a murder case that happned only recently. This was a chance. Alvis crabbed his camera and forced his broken tired body out the door. Every breath felt painful, his head hurt, he felt dizzy. But Alvis kept moving anyway. 
He managed to find the location of the murder, and he brought his camera with him. It was in a forest, and there was police tape all over the place. A body can be found laying on the ground. It was hacked up with enormous cuts all around their body. It looked like it came from an axe. He took several photos from a distance.
HEY!
Goddammit. 
Alvis was found by one of the police officers. They questioned him and Alvis surrendered. He was forced out of the scene and went back home. 
That was a chance.
It was a chance, Alvis could’ve gathered some real evidence so he could finally bring the murderer to justice. He wanted to do it himself, nobody kills his wife and gets away with it. Nobody will stand in his way either.
He went back into his apartment, and he continued to go on a rampage on the computer. Alvis’ vision started to get darker. He started to get hungry, he hasn’t eaten anything in 2 days. I think it was time for a break.
Alvis went to his car and went to the grocery store. 'The same one where he-'
Enough of this. I just want food.
Alvis got some bread and some ham. That was all he needed. He made his way towards the parking lot. 
And then…
Hey!
It was the journalist. She saw him in the parking lot. 
I guess Alvis was happy to see her. He knew his worries were gonna be gone in the next act. 
He finally gave in and decided to let her in on his research. He wanted her assistance when obtaining information. She seemed enthusiastic about the idea. Good for her, and good for him. He invited her over to his apartment.
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She agreed to his offer, she will be coming to his apartment. 
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She followed him with her car. Good for her, good for Alvis.
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They made it to the APARTMENT. I was SO happy when that happened…
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She looked around and found that the room was quite messy. There were papers and files laying all over the place. Alvis became very disorganized ever since he stopped sleeping. 
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She asked about the plan to gather up information..
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It wasn't all pleasant though, at least she was gone. 
Where to put her though?
Would she feel fine if I laid on her…?
Alvis stuffed her into his mattress.
She won't be asking any more questions.
Alvis went outside again and drove away from the scene, taking his laptop with him. He was hoping to find more crime scenes caused by Meshuga. He went back to the same forest he went to last time. He walked into the forest with his camera and was prepared to find something new. 
He pushed through some branches, and the ground crunched.
He walked, and he walked, and he walked, and he found nothing.
Until he did. 
He saw a body hanging on a branch. The branch was sticking through their chest, and their limbs were torn off. Their entrails were hanging from their sliced open belly.
Alvis took his camera, and took a few photos. 
Disgusting isn’t it?
Disgusting isn't it?
Yeah it was.
It was time to go back home. But there was no home to go back to. His house was still under investigations, and there’s no way people didn’t hear the ruckus Alvis caused when he took care of that Journalist named Lisha Harris. 
Oh well, none of that matters...anyway..
It was all just nothing. Just go somewhere else, Alvis. Get out of here.
Somewhere deep in the woods, he’s in there. Meshuga is there. Alvis can hear the screams of the damned, he knows Meshuga is still up and stealing lives. Alvis has stolen one himself, he might have this connection.
NO that’s nonsense. 
Get out of here.
Alvis got out of there.
He drove somewhere remote, and he stayed in his car researching. 
A news article pops up.
Jesus Christ.
They found her.
And they know he did it. 
Alvis’ laptop was running out of battery. Everything was going down to a fucking shithole within a single day. Mother fuckers are seriously trying to fuck over Alvis today huh?
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He had nowhere to go.
Where to go Alvis?
You can’t move when your hands are still dirty, wash them. 
Wash them Alvis.
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Wash them. 
Where to wash them though? You can’t wash them when there’s no water around…
You’re surrounded by trees...and grass…
You won't be finding water anywhere, anytime soon….
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There’s someone in the distance…
He’s looking at me….
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Go find more answers, Alvis. Go find more answers please.
Alvis continued to find answers in an empty forest. His skin was starting to get damp with sweat, his thick clothing was sticking to his skin. Imagine walking through a forest wearing dress pants, a suit and tie, and a trench coat. What kind of person wears this?
His choice of clothing was very unbearable. 
He walked like a zombie through the whole forest. He didn’t even know what he was doing, he just kept walking, thinking he would find something meaningful on his path. 
He found nothing. 
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I FOUND NOTHING!!!
I FOUND NOTHING AGAIN!!!
Why do I keep finding nothing!?
There is just nothing. There is nothing. There will be nothing. 
There will be nothing for Alvis, as he keeps walking aimlessly through the forest.Alvis hasn’t gotten any sleep. 
I want to sleep. 
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I want to sleep. 
Huh? It’s already night time? When did I keep walking? What…
Where is he? What.. I am still walking, am I….?
What am I doing?
I’m still walking in a forest at night. I see nothing, I see nothing. A branch hit me on the forehead. I think it left a cut, and there’s pieces of the branch sticking to my forehead. My feet are in pain, it’s like the weight of my body is slowly caving in on my ankles. I don’t think I blinked yet, my eyes are dry. 
I kept walking through the forest without reason AND I STILL FUCKING AM!!!
I still am. 
I’m walking through the darkness. I can hear the noises of the damned. They’re all screaming, they’re all burning in the unholy fires of hell. I can feel their skin boiling. I can feel their agony. I can feel their pain. It’s an unpleasant feeling. 
I’m sorry.
Let's go back home.But Alvis, there is no home.They know you did it. 
They know you did it. 
They know you did it.
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Alvis...bumped into something…
I...bumped into something? 
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He’s standing right in front of me…
There he is...the legend himself. 
Meshuga.
I know it’s him…
In pure darkness I can see him…
I can smell the blood stains.
I can smell his oily, unclean hair.
I can smell his rotten flesh.
And I felt his powerful body when I ran into him.
It’s him. Meshuga.
I searched too far.
And now he’s standing right in front of me.
I can see him as clear as day.
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I can see him as clear as day?
Meshuga...Is that you?
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You’re not even there…
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It’s a reflection….
Of me…
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I’m…..staring at a mirror…?
Where….
I’m standing in darkness, but I can see myself. I can see my reflection…
What am I doing again….
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I want to sleep…
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Wake up Alvis……...
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Alvis….
Alvis……
Can you hear me…..?
They’re all dead………..
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