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>The group silently agrees to continue their journey.  
>What Wallflower said about the creature once again got you thinking about the nature of those strange things.  
>However these thoughts have become rather circular.  
>No real revelations come to you as you mentally retread over and over what you have seen.  
>“So Cipher.” Moonie breaks the silence  
>“What was the deal with you, my head and the door?” She seems a bit pissy.  
>“Oh… uh… yeah, sorry I was kinda panicked and I couldn’t really uh… make sense.” He replies  
>“Still, you could have said blast the key hole.” She seems to be slightly less pissy.  
>“How did you think to do that?” Homesick asks.  
>“You aren’t a unicorn, unless you got a stumpy horn under that mess”  
>“It’s a trick that somepony…” He hesitates  
>“Somepony important to me taught me…”  
>“He helped me when I first got into programming.”  
>“So you’e a programmer?” Moonie seems to be intrigued.  
>“What kind of things do you do?”  
>Cipher perks up.  
>“Well, mostly just plugins for chat programs to do certain things like pull pictures from various websites on command, game addons and a few aimbots for TF2 that I got paid quite a few bits for.”  
>So this mother fucker is probably to blame for some of those really aggravating nights on TF2.  
>“W-why would a programmer n-need to know how to m-magically p-p-pop a lock?” Taku asks still shaky from earlier.  
>That question seems to trouble him.  
>“Towards the end of his life, things weren’t exactly working out for him…”  
>“Oh… I-I’m sorry to hear th-that.”  
>“The bell is pretty close now isn’t it?” He asks trying to change the subject.  
>He is right though the bell is really close, it’s probably a few streets over.  
>Paradise and Home Sick give each other worried looks.  
>That honestly worries you a bit
 
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