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- So, what brings you to this end of the world? - The owner of the bar said, in his dirty appearance, when the place fell a thick fog, among the scattered inhabitants with children playing in the street.

- My teacher, Emily Vance, and Williams.

- Get out of here. - The man without any ceremony, when everyone who was there turned around with a few friendly faces.

None of them looked any different, the place looked to all appearances like a fog and bits of what would have been charcoal and something burnt falling like snow from the sky.

Asking for his teacher was the reason for a fight and expulsion from the bar.

He passed, two more bars and a small souvenir shop, where in a barber shop.

They shooed them out of that bar, so walking around there, where he went past some isolated houses, where he thought it was going to be a dreadful day, anyway, he needs to buy some groceries, food, or groceries, who knows he might talk to someone who could be more open with him.