*As the boy sees children play it becomes quite clear that he disgusts them, their parents, the houses, just everything.
A random guard notices the fox and wants to know what the boy does here. The boy quickly grabs the fox and runs to a dark passage, and once out of sight for a bit gets some of his clay and makes a small wound in his left hand. He lets his blood flow over the clay before dropping it on the ground, the small lump gets bigger and turns into the boy, the fake and the real one go both a different way and the guard only saw the fake one. Once safe he sets the fox back to the ground, and looks at the sky, he whispers to himself in an unusual way almost like he has two voices that are completely the same but speak different things, one says that the time has almost come. The other speaks in an unknown language.
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