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Mulberry thinks about the key from the blacksmith. He said it’d be done sometime at night, which is approaching in an hour or two.
She wonders if she should do something about the bugs on the farm, but she doesn’t have a plan jump out at her, other than maybe involving the molotov in someway.
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