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Czernobog
was
standing
in
the
hall
as
Shadow
came
out
.
"
You
bring
trouble
!
"
he
was
shouting
.
"
Nothing
but
trouble
!
I
will
not
listen
!
You
will
get
out
of
my
house
!
"
Wednesday
was
still
sitting
on
the
sofa
,
sipping
his
coffee
,
stroking
the
gray
cat
.
Zorya
Utrennyaya
stood
on
the
thin
carpet
,
one
hand
nervously
twining
in
and
out
of
her
long
yellow
hair
.
"
Is
there
a
problem
?
"
asked
Shadow
.
"
He
is
the
problem
!
"
shouted
Czernobog
.
"
He
is
!
You
tell
him
that
there
is
nothing
will
make
me
help
him
!
I
want
him
to
go
!
I
want
him
out
of
here
!
Both
of
you
go
!
"
"
Please
,
"
said
Zorya
Utrennyaya
.
"
Please
be
quiet
,
you
wake
up
Zorya
Polunochnaya
.
"
"
You
are
like
him
,
you
want
me
to
join
his
madness
!
"
shouted
Czernobog
.
He
looked
as
if
he
was
on
the
verge
of
tears
.
A
pillar
of
ash
tumbled
from
his
cigarette
onto
the
threadbare
hall
carpet
.
Wednesday
stood
up
,
walked
over
to
Czernobog
.
He
rested
his
hand
on
Czernobog
’
s
shoulder
.
"
Listen
,
"
he
said
,
peaceably
.
"
Firstly
,
it
’
s
not
madness
.
It
’
s
the
only
way
.
Secondly
,
everyone
will
be
there
.
You
would
not
want
to
be
left
out
,
would
you
?
"
"
You
know
who
I
am
,
"
said
Czernobog
.
"
You
know
what
these
hands
have
done
.
You
want
my
brother
,
not
me
.
And
he
’
s
gone
.
"
A
door
in
the
hallway
opened
,
and
a
sleepy
female
voice
said
,
"
Is
something
wrong
?
"
