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Stu!

Let me know as soon as you get here and I'll unlock the door for you and Etta.

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I always knew it would be like this.

I always knew this would happen.

I was right.

To damn them all!

Hello Warren.

Do you feel safe?

It's sound in your bunk.

I'm so glad because you have two minutes to live.

As you breathe your last breath,

remember you brought this on yourself.

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Oh no! It stopped!

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I hate...

No! I...

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- What is it? - It's my mum.

I can't believe it.

I mean, only last week she said she was thinking

about having a new kitchen fitted, and now she's gone.

And booked it.

Of course she'll have to move out while it's being done.

- Just to be clear, your mother--

- Is coming to stay.

(phone ringing)

(phone ringing)

- Winter.

Fleur.

- Victim is Dr. Warren Kane.

First indications are he suffocated to death.

Probably less than a few hours ago.

I'd say around six a.m.

- Who found him?

- His wife, Clodagh.

- Are you sure that he suffocated?

I just mean that there's no bruising around the nose

or mouth where someone would have held him down.

- This was hands-free.

It'll be easier to show you.

The killer reconfigured the venting system.

Sucked all the oxygen out.

The door's bombproof.

The shelter's airtight.

I doubt he lasted long.

- Sorry, did you say bombproof?

- I know a bit about this.

It's called doomsday prepping.

I've got an uncle who dabbles,

which mainly involves going to his garage

and stocking up on beer and crisps.

- I'd say our victim was a tad more prepared.

There's enough supplies for months on end.

Food, medicines, toilets, beds.

It's better stocked than a rock star's tour bus.

- I should know.

I've been on a few.

- How easy would it be to tamper with this?

- I'd say you'd need a good level of technical expertise.

- Thank you, Fleur.

- Before you both lumber off, prior to his demise,

he called two numbers.

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- We're looking for a Mrs. Clodagh Kane.

- You found her.

You're not the first to give that look.

Most people think I'm Warren's daughter.

Please, come in.

- I'm very sorry about what happened to your husband,

but I'm afraid we need to ask you a few questions.

- Of course, anything to help.

- When was the last time you saw your husband alive?

- Can't believe I'm going to say this,

but it was just after the missiles were launched.

- Missiles?

- There was a nuclear alert.

His voice on Warren's radio was urging him to get to safety.

Those morons, they're going to kill us all,

or something like that.

- But you didn't follow him.

- Warren had done this half a dozen times,

over the last few years.

If it wasn't an earthquake, it was a comet.

One time there was even a swarm of killer bees.

But none of them ever materialized.

- So you didn't take this threat seriously?

- Have you ever lived with a person on high alert 24/7?

It's exhausting.

- Was it always the same alert procedure?

- Warren could get his information from anywhere.

He could have opened a fortune cookie and believed.

- This voice you heard, was it male or female?

- Neither, it was electronic.

Warren took off like a startled hare.

- The bunker was locked, how did you get in?

- About an hour ago, when he hadn't come home,

I dug out the code for the door.

I could never remember it, so I kept it in a drawer.

- Your husband died between two and three hours ago.

The shelters, what, a 10 minute walk from your house?

- Like I said, it was becoming exhausting.

So I went back to bed.

- We believe your husband was lured to the bunker.

Do you know of anyone who might send him a hoax warning?

- He'd been the village GP for years.

He was loved and well-respected.

I mean, some thought the prepping was a bit much,

but not to that extent.

- One more thing, I noticed some lockers in the room.

- A bunker with various letters on them.

- They're for the members of Warren's prepper group.

Etta does odd jobs in the village,

and Stu bartends at the huntsman's horn.

That's where Warren holds his...

That's where he held his meetings.

- Get on to tech, see if they could work out

where the hoax originated from.

- Anything else?

- Well, given the world was about to end,

I'd like to know why only Warren made it to the bunker.

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- That's a derby.

(both laughing)

- Cute.

- We might be worth saving when the world goes to pot.

- I hear about Warren Cain.

Apparently he rang you this morning.

- Not as far as I know.

- Well, his sat phone would say otherwise.

He rang you just before he was killed.

- So, Warren's dead?

- And you were one of the last people he tried to contact.

(birds chirping)

- Why do you always do this to me?

What do you mean the price has gone up?

- Don't get cheap on me, Randall.

I'm risking prison bagging game from a Dora's Fancy Menu.

- Randall, the police are here.

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- They won't get arrested if they see this.

- Get rid of them, just...

- Like an animal. - Right, okay.

- This is Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby.

- Hello.

- Can never believe what's happened.

- Chief Inspector?

- I'm looking for a Stu Levy.

(door slamming)

- Hi.

- Etta, are you there?

Come in!

You need to get to the bunker!

The whole world's gone to bloody hell!

- One time I forgot to charge my phone.

- I would have thought that it was a prerequisite,

just in case the apocalypse.

- Oh, here we go, another Mickey taker.

It's really just full of them.

- I'm merely suggesting that it does seem odd

that you didn't have your phone to hand, you know,

in case a super volcano erupted.

- I'm surprised you know about them.

- Blame my uncle.

Anyway, where were you around six this morning?

- Smuggled up in here.

Me and Stuart had a bit of a bust up.

- A couple then?

- Maybe not for much longer.

- And you never left the camper?

- Didn't have any reason to.

- And if you had got his message,

how long would it take you to get to the bunker?

- Fair bit longer than a morning,

but that was the plan, he'd get there first,

and then he'd let me in when I arrived.

- You've gone well with Warren.

- Very much so.

People like him and me represent humanity's last hope.

Because believe me, Armageddon is on its way.

- So Warren's dead?

And you were the last person he called

to warn you of a nuclear attack?

- Looks like they missed.

- Sorry, I had my phone on silent.

Thank God though,

otherwise there would be another dead body in the shelter.

Wait, did he call Etta as well?

Is she all right?

- He did, but as far as we know,

she didn't make it to the shelter.

Where were you around six this morning?

- Sorry, just need to grab these.

- I was in the cottage across the road,

I'm house sitting with a friend.

- Can anyone corroborate that?

- Why would they need to?

- Oh, I can.

I saw Stu in his living room when I was out jogging.

- That's right.

I just opened the curtains as he waved.

- Almost tripped over a manhole cover in the process.

The proper group meet here most Wednesday nights.

It's the highlight of my dad's week.

- Your father being?

- Guy, Guy Burroughs.

He joined Warren's group when we moved here.

He loves it.

Everyone's gotta have a hobby, right?

- Judging from the state of the art bunker,

I'd say they take it pretty seriously.

- Well, not that the rest of us do.

If their fears do come true,

I reckon I could sprint into that bunker

quicker than anyone in the village.

- Would you know why Clodagh Cain didn't mention your father?

- She didn't?

She's a bit of an airhead.

- Sir.

- Any luck with Etta Derby?

- No alibi and her phone was off.

What about you?

- Mr. Levy's phone was apparently on silent,

though he does have an alibi.

- Let's see if anyone can corroborate Etta's whereabouts.

- Let's talk to Guy Burroughs first.

It appears he's also in the prepper group.

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- Stay calm, he's gone.

- Are you talking about Warren or the policeman?

- Go pay Stu for the deer.

Deer.

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- I told Warren, run continual tests on the equipment,

nothing's infallible.

Shelters have got to do the one thing

that they're supposed to do.

I mean imagine if they'd been real missiles.

- The air vent was deliberately tampered with.

- Are you serious?

- I know they didn't come into the shop,

so I rang them, I can't believe it.

- Paige, this is Detective Chief Inspector Barnaby,

and Detective Sergeant Winter.

They hear about Warren.

- She said you don't think it was an accident.

- We know it wasn't.

Had Warren upset anyone recently?

- No, not that I know of.

- Are you sure about that Mr. Burroughs?

- What does that mean?

- We know you're a member of the prepper group,

but there's no record of Warren calling you this morning,

when apparently the world was about to explode.

- (sighs) Warren's mind would have been on just one thing,

getting to the shelter, I would have been exactly the same.

- He managed to phone Etta Darby and Stu Levy

in his apparent panic.

- Well that's not to say that he wasn't going to phone me next.

Obviously he just didn't get the chance.

- Hang on a minute, when did this all happen?

- Around six o'clock this morning.

I was still at the fire station.

I'm a part-time volunteer, I was covering night shift.

- Were you there alone?

- I was.

But my husband would never desert his post.

He's one of life's saviors, aren't you Guy?

- Assuming Warren had called you, what would have happened?

- Presumably you'd abandon the fire station then.

- Immediately.

I'd call my family, tell them to get to the shelter,

and I would go straight there.

- But I mean it's a moot point.

The situation would never arise.

Prepping is just a bit of fun Chief Inspector,

it's not actual life and death.

- I'm afraid it was for Warren Cain.

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- The victim could probably last a minute without oxygen.

Which was ample time to get to the door

and punch in the code.

I tried it myself.

- So what prevented Warren from doing so?

- This,

was laced with an unhealthy amount of amphetamines.

Three or four slugs, and he wouldn't have known.

- I think we get the picture.

- So the killer was in the bunker,

could have left fingerprints.

- There are fingerprints everywhere,

but none that match any on record.

- Any thoughts as to where the amphetamines

might have come from?

- There's a medical cabinet in the shelter,

jam packed with all manner of prescription drugs.

Including enough amphetamines to make a herd of elephants

dance the can can.

- Was the cabinet locked?

- Wide open.

I'd say someone laced the whiskey,

knowing for certain Warren would see it,

and down it immediately.

- Which implies the killer is someone who knew Warren well.

Now let's talk to Clodagh Cain again.

Only this time we're not looking for Warren's enemies,

we're looking for his friends.

- I came as soon as I could.

- How you doing?

- How do you think?

I'm finally free of Warren.

Clodagh, what are you doing here?

- Didn't need to come in.

- Anything's better than sitting at home, drowning in scotch.

Well, actually, that was my first thought,

but I couldn't find any.

- Well, I wish I could cheer you up, but it's official.

I've had a notice of repossession.

- Stuff that.

- Well, I wish I could, but it won't change anything.

- But I know what will, darling.

Warren's life insurance.

- You can't plow that into my shop.

- Correction, our shop.

Obviously, I'll have to take a control over it,

but I'll do it in your best interest.

But think of it this way,

you get to be around your beloved books,

and I get to be in business with my best friend.

Every nuclear cloud has a silver lining.

- Mrs. Kane?

- You find who did it already?

- No, but we did find amphetamines in your husband's whiskey.

- Who knew he would definitely drink that whiskey?

- Well, that'd be half the village.

He was the world's worst panicker.

The slightest thing had him reaching for the bottle.

- How are your electrical skills, Mrs. Kane?

- Ask Paige.

I changed a plug here once and blew the electrics.

- Yeah, I can vouch for that.

I had to get Etta Darby in to fix it.

- Is that all?

Only I have to use dear Warren's life insurance,

to save a shop.

And before you scowl at me, that's what he was all about,

saving things, the planet, the people,

everything and anything.

Even bookshops.

- As a matter of course,

we always check the beneficiaries of a victim's will.

- And it seems that your husband wasn't in shot.

- No, check again.

We sat down and did it together,

and it was a rather chunky sum.

- I called his solicitor on the way here,

and Warren canceled it a long time ago.

Apparently, he didn't think there was much point.

- After all, who would be left to make a payout

in the event of say, an alien invasion?

- Alien invasion?

Oh, that panicky alarmist buffoon.

Once I thought he'd actually done some good.

- Well, you do still get the farmhouse,

and of course, the nuclear shelter.

- Who'd want to live next door to a death trap?

I can't believe he did that to me.

(dramatic music)

- See what you can find on Clodagh and Page.

It appears they both thought they would benefit

from Warren's death.

- If he wasn't scared of little green men.

Oh, that's text, sir.

Looks like they've found the source of the hoax.

Seems it was coming from the forest.

- Oh, I assume you're eager to check it out.

- Well, he's a brand new shooter.

- No, it'll give you a chance to break them in.

- So I should look into Clodagh and Page.

- Just to see where he is.

- Just as soon as you get back.

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- How are your powers of observation, Winter?

- Hopefully better than my sense of direction.

(Winter sighs)

- I'm looking at photos of the lockers in the bunker.

You know what I don't see?

- I don't know, beer and crisps.

- The lockers are labeled as follows.

W for Warren, C for Clodagh, S for Stu, and E for Etta.

But what letter isn't there?

G, doesn't G for Guy?

- Which explains why Warren didn't call him.

Guy doesn't have a place in the shelter.

And I'd like to know why.

(Winter sighs)

- Freeze!

They should want to lose their foot.

- You've got a license for this?

- I asked you to leave you about that.

- Wait, I didn't catch your name.

- Lyra.

- Where's the younger version of you?

Only there's a spare space in the shelter now.

- I'll be sure to let DS Winter know.

- What, I'm serious?

We'll need someone to help kick start the human race again.

- He looks like he's got some good genes.

Did you not see all the powdered milk and baby stuff

in the shelter?

Prepping isn't just about survival,

it's also about rebirth.

- Hence Warren having a much younger wife.

- It's just a shame Clodagh never bought into his

Adam and Eve vibe.

- Did that cause problems between them?

- Possibly, I mean I never saw her at any of the group

meetings, that's for sure.

- Talking of which, do you know why Guy is no longer

in the group?

- He couldn't care less, just means when the time comes

the rations will last longer.

Sweet.

- So you set this all up yourself then did you?

- I'm not just a lined face.

- I take it you're a prepper as well then?

- Me? No, I'm just deking out an existence since I quit

my job at Dallow Farmer.

- What, the virology center in the next village?

You were a scientist?

- That's Guy Burroughs' field.

- He told us he was a fireman.

- In his spare time, his day job he researches viruses.

And he would wouldn't he?

That's what humanity's heroes do don't they?

- I was in charge of maintenance and security.

Till I decided to opt out.

- I'm here to talk about the hoax message that you sent

Warren Kane.

- Have you been picking wild mushrooms? What hoax?

- Warren was murdered this morning.

He was suffocated in his shelter after you sent a nuclear

warning at precisely 6 a.m.

- See this lot here?

I tracked down to the supermarket this morning.

- I was scavenging the bins for the food that they throw out.

- Did anyone see you?

- No the whole point is you're not seen.

I used to be a widely respected wife of the local GP.

Don't really want to be seen with my head in a bin.

- You and Warren were married?

- It was my personal apocalypse I'm afraid, yes.

Until I grew too old for him and he threw me out.

It's a strange thing when you reach a sell-by date.

But inevitable if you knew Warren's beliefs.

- Inevitable in what way?

- Well I can hardly restart the human race at my age can I?

- You got divorced when he took up with a younger woman?

- Well she's not particularly young now.

- You think he would have traded her in as well?

- Ruthlessly so, yes.

He'd have swept Clodagh's entire life away just like he did mine.

- When did you last see Warren?

- Oddly enough he came to see me the other day.

I haven't seen him for years.

He was scared.

I mean, Warren was always scared but...

This time he looked really spooked.

- Did he mention why?

- No he mumbled something but I was too busy trying to send him packing.

You've ruined my life remember?

- Why are you shooting me?

- Hey that's not fair. - That's not fair.

- Dave, can you not? - Stop, stop it.

Stop doing that. Stop.

Dave, no, no.

- Gee! - No, it's you. You're not concentrating.

- Zane, are you gonna say something?

- About what?

- About Warren obviously.

- What's to say? He's dead.

He's shuffled off to some nuclear shelter in the sky.

- Someone killed him, Zane.

- Don't look at me. - I'm not.

It's more the really scary thing that dad could have been trapped in.

- No, no, no. Do not call him dad. He is not my dad.

That's been made very clear actually. - Come on Zane, you're driving us all mad with this.

- Do you know what? Warren did that, not me.

- Zane! Zane, come on, please.

- Oh, well these need to go. All of them. They're just a bunch of lies aren't they?

- Zane!

- Guy's not here. I'm not actually sure where he is to be honest.

Then perhaps you can tell me why your husband is no longer in the prepper group.

- What are you talking about? Of course he is. He's been a member for years.

- There are several lockers in the bunker, each assigned with an initial letter, but there's no G for Guy.

- Well, there must be a mistake. I mean, Guy goes out every Wednesday night to the Huntsman's for a prepper meeting.

Inspector Barnaby?

- Becky, you work in the pub. Have you seen your father at these meetings?

- I don't work Wednesdays. I do a spin class.

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- Well? - I've got a new plan. This is our turning point.

- Turning point, Guy. It's going to get out sooner or later. You and I. So why not now?

- Hang on. - Paige is already in pieces over the repossession letter. So, you know, she's miserable anyway.

- Clodagh, I don't think it quite works this way. - I'm going to sell up. Get us out of this godforsaken place.

- What if I buy the shelter from you? Would that help things?

- No. No, it wouldn't. When this started, you said you wanted to rescue me, Guy. That's what you promised.

- Just hear me out. I have savings that Paige doesn't know about.

- Her bookshop's going under and you're hiding money from her. - I'm a survivalist, Clodagh. Of course I'm going to have a contingency fund.

- Well, then let's live off that until this place sells. - Let's just sit tight for now, please.

- You were meant to be my savior, but I'm not really feeling that right now.

- I'll work something out. I promise.

- So when was the last time Guy Burroughs attended a prep meeting?

- Couldn't say for sure. - I skipped those nights. Couldn't bear all that talk about the end of days.

- Mr. Levy? - Oh, must be weeks ago. Yeah, it's got to be around a month since Warren threw Guy out.

- He did? - Yep.

- And how did Guy feel about that? - Somewhere between enraged and furious, which is why I was surprised to see them in here together again.

- When was this? - A couple of days ago. - I don't recall that.

- Because you were in bed with a cold. Becky had to cover for you. - And how were things between them?

- Strange. Yeah, Warren saw something that scared him. I don't know what, but Guy told him I was being stupid and that he'd prove it if it meant he could get back in the group again.

- Then they saw me and took it outside. - What would it mean to Guy not having a place in the bunker?

- Drive him crazy. When I started the prepper group with Warren, we said it was for the good of mankind but in truth it was all about saving ourselves.

- You're also a prepper? - Oh, God, no. I quit that years ago. It wasn't for me. But for a fanatic like Guy, survival's everything. Who knows what lengths he'd go to. Sir?

- I met with a lyre of Cain. - In a moment, Winter, first, get on to uniform. I want Guy Burroughs picked up.

- What are those for? - Soften the blow with the repossession letter. - You always look after me, don't you? - You, me and the kids. Us against the world.

- Wait a minute. How did you know about the letter? It came here to the shop. - Erm, I'm pretty sure that you told me, actually.

- Listen Guy, the police have been round and they want to know why you lied about being in the prepper group. And right now I want to know as well.

- Erm, I need to get back to the fire station. - No, you're not going anywhere until you've told me what's going on.

- Paige, I'm doing this for all of us. I promise. Just bear with me, please.

- Please.

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What is this?

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[grunts]

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[breathing heavily]

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I didn't know we were decorating.

[dog barks]

I'm just touching up a few patches.

You know how my mother likes to point out

every little imperfection.

I'm sure we'll all be having far too much fun

for her to even notice.

Morning.

What's all that?

Survival rations.

Sir asked me to pick up some beer and crisps.

Survival rations?

Not survival rations.

Winter's got it all wrong, haven't you, Winter?

Yes. Yes, I have.

You see, I thought it would be nice

to have a few things in for when your mum comes to stay.

Yes. [laughs]

They're for your mum.

[tongue clicks]

Shall I just, um, I'll put them in the--

in the garage.

I'll just put them in the garage.

If you're thinking of sneaking off into the garage

while my mother's here--

Nobody's sneaking anywhere, it's--it's Winter.

He gets confused.

Sir.

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[radio chatter]

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Fleur?

It's a new one on me.

Death by lifeboat.

Odds on it came from Warren's Nuclear Shelter.

Uh, the victim's phone.

As soon as we get access,

I'll see if there's anything of note.

Two people killed by the very things

they thought would save them.

You think it's a message?

If it isn't, why go to all this trouble?

Sir, apparently Page Burroughs has turned up at the office.

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Thank you for coming in.

I appreciate this is a very difficult time.

Someone killed my husband.

Of course I'm going to come in.

[chuckles]

Could you tell us why Guy went into the forest yesterday afternoon?

He got a text.

Said it was the fire station.

And you?

I stayed at home, I went to bed early.

Hadn't been the best of days,

I just wanted to hide under my duvet.

We now know that Guy went to meet Warren

a few weeks after he was kicked out of the Prepper Group.

What do you mean, he was kicked out?

Warren didn't want your husband in the group anymore.

Oh, my God.

Mrs. Burroughs?

Oh, my God, that man.

That wretched, awful man.

Hadn't he hurt Guy enough?

Warren turned up at our door about a month ago

and told Zane that he'd been adopted.

We'd made the decision not to ever tell him.

We wanted him to always feel like he was ours and we were his.

And Warren just marched in,

said what he had to say and then stormed out.

If you'd kept such a big secret from your son,

how did Warren know about it?

Before we moved to Black Trees,

I was having trouble bonding with Zane.

So I went to my GP.

And when we moved here, I switched to Warren's practice,

and I knew he had access to my medical history.

You didn't think to report it to the medical body?

Guy said we had to keep a lid on it for Zane's sake.

He was adamant that no-one else would find out.

What I don't understand, though, after all that,

is why would your husband pretend to still be a member

of Warren's Prepper Group?

Look, I really have no idea.

So what was he really doing, Mrs. Burroughs?

How would I know?

He told me he was going to the meetings every Wednesday night

without fail.

And that idea didn't bother you?

My son was hurting.

Helping him was, and still is, my number one priority.

Listen, Guy was Guy.

And nothing, I mean nothing, would keep him from prepping.

Yes, it hurt that he went a lot.

But you have absolutely no idea how committed he was.

It was a way of life for him.

It came before anything.

So can you please just stop trying to twist things

or look for motives or whatever it is you're trying to do?

Because we were everything to him.

Mum, Zane and me.

And that is the honest truth.

It's true.

Guy even managed to get hold of the entrance code to the bunker.

And that's because he wanted all of us to know

that we had somewhere safe to go, even me,

despite Warren's ridiculous remit.

What do you mean that he managed to get hold of the code?

Well, I mean, I never asked Guy where he got it from,

but he just said, look, if a meteor suddenly appeared in the sky,

we were all to get to the shelter as fast as we could.

Is there space for eight people?

I think Dad was just thinking of us.

So he would get to the bunker first and lock the other members out?

Were they aware of that?

Only that wouldn't have made him very popular.

Well, presumably not.

But Guy would hardly tell them.

He was very smart when it came to prepping.

He didn't care about anybody else, as long as we were safe.

And as crazy as it was, I loved him for that.

Randall! Little help, please.

Stu?

Becky?

Hey, come on!

Randall, what's the hell?

You have a drink with me.

I'm raising a glass to the dead.

She won't drink with me.

Keeps doing this, saying all sorts of weird things.

She won't drink. She won't.

Thank you. I've got it from here. Thanks, Becky.

A glass of water, please.

OK.

You promised me.

You know, you'd never touch another drop again.

I've only had one.

Come on, let's have a load of it.

Guy and Warren have gone.

And they were right, weren't they?

The world is ending.

This one is going to be one person at a time, until there's nobody left.

OK.

Now, I need to, um...

Randall, please don't!

Randall, come here!

Randall, what's going on?

You've found out about Paige Burroughs so far?

Well, I haven't got round to her yet.

You sent me into the woods, remember?

No time like the present.

While you're about it, delve into the sun, Zane.

You know, Warren snatched away everything he's spent his life believing in.

How long do you think it would take the killer to get from where the hoax was broadcast to Warren's bunker?

It's not that far, actually, but the train's pretty heavy going.

Given that Warren had to drink the whiskey and the amphetamines needed time to take effect,

I'd say he was probably dead within two or three minutes of arriving at the bunker.

Could the killer have made it in that time?

Fancy another walk?

I had a feeling we'd be going back there.

No sign of Lyra Cain?

Uh, none. Though I have to say it's surprisingly cozy in there.

Is it?

Now get over to the bunker, then, I'll time you.

You're the one with the wellies, sir, I'll time you.

Oh, you'll be quicker. After all, you're prime genetic stock, according to Etta Darby.

Fine.

[music]

If you can hear me, it's highly unlikely anyone could have made it to the shelter in the time.

Someone had to be lying in wait for it.

I was afraid of this.

One person to send the hoax and another to operate the air vent.

I think we're looking for two killers working in tandem.

I want everything you can find on Becky Burroughs and Stu Levy.

Hey, you!

I've found another body. This way.

That's Lyra Cain.

There!

[music]

What on earth are you doing in the forest? You hate it here.

I can't find her.

I don't remember where she is.

You need to come home.

I need to go back in.

No, no, no, you need to come home with me.

You've had enough of the madness for one day. Thank you for calling me.

Lyra, I didn't recognize you with your head out of the bin.

I take it you two don't get on.

Used to, until Randall turned into an intolerable drunk overnight.

Mrs. Cain, how well do you know Stu Levy?

I don't.

We know that he comes to your tent.

No, he doesn't. He sets the odd trap nearby, but the man's a ghost.

There, one minute, gone, the next.

Knows the forest better than even I do.

How about Becky Burroughs?

Becky? I've not set eyes on her in years.

Forgot to thank you for giving me that alibi.

I said it without thinking. Don't know why.

I bet you do know.

Do you really think about it?

Well, I guess I was just worried they'd find out about you poaching.

Oh, don't worry about me.

Well, I like the sound of that.

So, how about I thank you properly?

Have a drink.

Etter might not like that.

Etter's not invited.

Plus, we're still not talking anyway.

All right.

Date it is then.

But not a drink.

No? Well, what then?

You'll find out.

Oh.

Lyra could have sent the message.

She was angry and lost after Warren traded her in for a younger child-bearing model.

Why would she act on that now and not before? And who would help her?

I know that Stu Levy sets animal traps close to her tent.

Trouble is he's got an alibi.

Apart from Warren, she didn't mention any other visitors or any friends for that matter.

What did Warren want?

Lyra said that he was scared.

Seemed that something had spooked him.

Which is what Stu Levy told me about Warren when he saw him talking to Guy in the pub.

Maybe he heard more than he realised.

I think we should find out.

No-one home as far as I can see.

Stu told me he was in his living room when Becky waved to him, but...

they couldn't possibly have seen each other.

Which means they're both lying.

Becky.

I don't seem to be able to do this in person.

Um...

We never get the time to talk.

You're always busy working and I don't feel like I've ever been able to find the time to get the right moment.

And this seems to be the best way, easiest way, for me to say what I need to.

Well, you know, since it turns out that we're not actually siblings...

Well, the truth is, I think I've liked you without realising I've liked you.

If that makes any sense.

What are you doing?

That is your sister!

She's not though, is she?

And I need her to know how I feel!

Your father is dead!

And this is all you can think of doing?

My father is someone else and you know what?

So is my mother!

Fine, go and find them then, but if they didn't want you back then, why would they want you now?

We need to talk to Becky.

She's not here. Please, just leave us alone.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

See this?

This woman's mother and her baby.

Probably came this way around twenty minutes ago.

I'm not sure I could kill a mother, let alone a baby.

It's not going to be any killing today.

It won't be very romantic, will it?

You know this forest so well.

Yep. It's every silent inch.

What was that?

Don't worry, you're safe with me now.

Becky was here earlier but stews are not working today.

Why, have they done something?

Sir.

Thanks, mate.

Just had an update on Guy Burrow's phone.

Clode and Cain have been calling or texting him upwards of six or seven times a day.

Oh, even money says that's how Guy came by the code for the bunker.

You talk to Clode while I try to find out what's going on?

You talk to Clode while I try and locate Becky and Stu?

I suppose I did phone Guy on the odd occasion.

But he's my best friend's husband. Why wouldn't I?

It isn't illegal.

Unless there's some new law I don't know about.

Well, according to Guy's phone records you contacted him a little more than on the odd occasion.

Look, I was lost, okay? I was in dire need of someone to come along and rescue me.

From Warren.

You have no idea what he was like.

He didn't see me as a wife.

He just wanted someone to breed with when the aliens dropped from the sky.

That's all he saw me as, livestock.

So go ahead. Jail me for wanting to be loved.

How did you find out about your affair?

I told him.

Sorry?

I wanted out with my marriage. I thought he would divorce me, but instead he just punished Guy.

But that didn't stop you and Guy.

Of course not. It made me want to escape even more.

But that didn't happen.

I really thought Guy was going to save me. I needed him to.

Did you give him the code to the bunker?

Oh, that stupid bunker. He wouldn't shut up about it.

Please don't tell me that's what he was really after.

Where were you yesterday evening?

Sitting in my house, wondering why no one wants me for me.

Does Paige have to know any of this?

Only she's a very dear friend and I really don't have anyone else.

Where the hell have you been?

We're talking again, are we?

I was out honing my hunting skills.

Honing your hunting skills, Stefan? Alone?

What's that mean?

Well, the police have been looking for you at Becky Burroughs all morning.

You're paranoid.

You say that like it's a bad thing, except paranoia is a good thing, Stu, because it keeps people alive.

Yeah, well, tell that to Warren and Guy.

They clearly weren't up to scratch.

Nice to see you, Kea.

Survival is everything and they both failed miserably, so it's best to cut the chaff from the wheat now.

I think you might be a little too intense for me, Etta.

Are you ending it between us?

It's just right now I'm thinking about whether I could share a bunker with you and the answer is probably no.

Becky is not getting my place in the bunker.

Oh, I am warning you, Stu. That would be a big mistake.

Mr. Levy, at long last.

Surprise!

Is this all from Warren, Sheldt?

Consider it a part of a long overdue divorce settlement.

Well, if I ever had a son, he'd be just like you, always looking out for me.

So, would you like to tell me what's bothering you?

Nothing.

Zane, we don't do secrets.

Okay.

How do you tell someone that you've fallen in love with them?

Someone's caught your eye.

I've tried to fight it, but I can't.

What are you doing? Go after her before someone else steals it from under your nose.

That can happen.

It can happen to me. Believe me, if you don't act now, you'll never forgive yourself.

Look, Becky only lied to you because she's into me.

Giving someone a false alibi is a serious business.

I know, but she's into me big time. And who can blame her?

In fact, we were just in the forest on a date, which is why he couldn't find us.

According to Lyra Cain, you go to the forest for other reasons, namely poaching.

And you believe that old bat?

Were you at the bunker when Warren was killed, and the truth this time?

Right.

Okay, I was poaching, but that's all, I swear.

That's why my phone was on silent. I didn't want to scare the deer away.

And for the record, I really liked Warren.

Even though he was keen for Etta to help him restart the human race?

He had Clodagh.

Who was seeing Guy?

Are you serious?

And I think you knew Warren was homing in on Etta.

I don't care. Anyway, I like Becky now.

Plus Etta's starting to weird me out.

How much do you know about her Mr. Leaby?

As much as she chooses to tell me, which is precisely zilch.

Because I'm cooperating so nicely, you'll cut me a deal on the poaching, right?

Did you see anyone when you were out poaching yesterday morning?

I thought I heard someone.

But when I went to check, Lyra just left one of her stupid films playing.

Can you believe they actually did it? Those morons! They're gonna kill us all!

Can you believe they actually did it? Those morons!

Of course, it's the last line of The Sum of Their Fears.

Excuse me?

Booking for poaching.

Yeah, Winter, I know who sent the hoax message.

It was Zane Borrows.

(Suspenseful music)

(Footsteps)

Come in, come in.

You've got the choice between rabbit stew or pork and beans.

Zane, I don't think we should be in here.

Lunch is served.

(Sighs)

I thought we were gonna talk about things. Get you back on your feet.

I reckon two people could live down here for months.

Maybe a year, maybe even longer.

I don't think anyone would want to.

You know, I keep trying to work out how best to do this and the way that I see it is.

You know, there's a new way to look at the situation we're in.

And that situation is where you're not my sister.

Because you're not, Bex. Not in any true sense of the word.

Zane, what are you talking about?

What's going on with you? It needs to stop.

Stop! Just Bex, wait!

After all I've done to get us to this moment.

(Suspenseful music)

Maybe I've rushed things, maybe you just need some more time.

It's so peaceful down here. Yeah?

No, I get why Fake Dad coveted it so much.

It's a world within a world.

And it could be our world, Becky.

Describe it to me.

Really?

Maybe you could convince me.

Well, good people live in it.

Honest people who don't tell you lies your whole life.

And it's not toxic or bitter.

It's...well...

It's pure.

Good.

It's perfect.

It's Eden.

(Sighs)

(Sighs)

Where's Zane?

Is that all you do?

Wander around looking for my children.

He sent the hoax message to Warren.

What?

Did you know that he was going after Warren?

No, no I did not.

Where was Zane the night your husband was killed?

While he was at home with me.

You already told us that you went to bed early.

Look, my son is not a killer.

I think he lured Warren Kane to his death.

PHONE RINGS

What? Oh, my God.

He's locked me in here.

Mum, he's not being rational.

I know but I've snuck away, but I'll start to wonder where I am.

Becky? I found a load of DVDs.

There's some classics in here.

Mum, can you hurry, please?

It depends what your version of classic is.

Can't see for yourself.

Can you feel it yet, Bex?

Paradise?

I, er... I love this film.

I think it was one of Dad's favourites.

I'll go and find another.

Thanks.

Stay where you are.

Don't move.

You know, I don't see what the big deal is.

I just want to scare them.

Them?

Clodagh and Warren.

Because Warren told you you were adopted?

How do you think it felt?

Well, I'm not sure.

I was scared, but I did.

How do you think it felt, hearing that?

So you decided to take revenge on Warren.

And you were happy for Clodagh to be collateral damage?

It wasn't about her.

The idea was to feed Warren's panic,

give him the fright of his life.

I wanted Warren to know what it felt like having his world end.

Because that's what he did to me.

He ended everything.

He didn't have a home or a family or anything that feels like it used to anymore.

Who else knew what you had planned?

Nobody.

Lyra, perhaps?

They never told a soul.

We know you had to have an accomplice.

Well, you couldn't have sent the hoax message and tampered with the air vent at the same time.

My message got cut off.

I never got to tell Warren anything.

Did you get the lifeboat from the shelter?

No.

The code for the bunker door is in your house, Zane.

I'm not the only one who knows that.

Look, I sent the message.

I'll admit that.

But I didn't kill Warren, I swear.

So we're just gonna let Zane go?

All he did was send a message. That's not enough to hold him. Yet.

Warren Cain upset a lot of people, two of whom may have conspired to kill him.

But who would team up with Zane?

Well, let's start with Clodagh. She was desperate to get away from Warren.

Only Zane expected her to be at the bunker, so that rules her out for now.

Hmm.

Sir, turns out the Guy Borrow's had a secret savings account.

Is there much in it?

Enough to save a bookshop.

Which gives Page motive.

Hmm.

Does she have the technical know-how to tamper with the air vent?

She told us that she had to get Etta Darby in to fix her electric, so possibly not.

Let's not forget that Becky gave Stu a false alibi.

He says it's because she's into him,

but either of them could have been at the bunker that morning.

Becky would have been furious on Zane's behalf.

But why then kill her own father?

To be fair, I can't see Stu having a motive for either murder.

Who else is there?

What about Etta Darby, the electronics whiz?

She says she liked Warren and she's already replaced Guy in the prepper group,

so, again, why would she kill them?

I'm still edging towards Zane sending the hoax message while Lyra went to the bunker.

Does she have the technical know-how?

Definitely. She scavengers all manner of electronic items and gets them up and running in her tent.

Plus, she was employed in maintenance and security at the neurology centre that Guy Burroughs worked at.

I also noted that Madora looked pretty handy with a screwdriver.

And talking of the salts, Randall said he was looking for someone in the forest. He mentioned her.

How does he fit into all this?

Two people are murdered and he immediately falls off the wagon.

Is that because he helped Zane and now can't live with it?

He caught him without a net!

Mrs Salt, is your husband around?

He's still sleeping off.

Has he told you what he was doing in the forest?

From the state he was in, I don't think he'll remember.

He was looking for someone, a woman.

He was talking gibberish. Ask Becky, she'll back me up on that.

I'd rather ask your husband.

It's the last thing he needs.

Who is the woman Randall was looking for?

Is it Lyra Kane?

Lyra? God, no. He loads her.

Then who is it?

Mrs Salt, two people have been murdered, so if you know something...

There isn't a woman.

What I mean is, she's long gone.

I was away, visiting a friend.

Randall was on his own that night.

Randall lost sight of the woman.

Apparently Guy Burroughs was on his way home.

After working late at the virology center.

He saw Randall and stopped to help find the woman.

She must have tripped and hit her head or something.

Or maybe she couldn't swim.

She is a woman.

The shocker fit took hold of Randall and wouldn't let go.

So he climbed inside a bottle and I've had to fight like hell to drag him out.

I take it the woman was someone he knew.

Actually, she was a complete stranger.

Who else apart from you and Guy knew about this?

No one. At least as far as I know.

Do you know the woman's name?

No, sorry.

You're not going to have to interview Randall, are you?

I'd hate to think what it would do to him if it was all brought up again.

Tell him to call us when he wakes up, Mrs Salt.

I need you to go back 20 years, find out everything you can about that drowned woman.

I'm going to go.

What the hell are you doing in my house?

I don't mind having the spare room.

Excuse me?

This used to be my home.

I thought it was high time I came back.

I mean, Warren can hardly stop me now, can he?

Get out.

Oh, let's not make a fuss, shall we?

I belong in this village.

[Music]

Is that you?

I've been waiting.

Hello?

It's too late for sorry. I know that. I know that now.

Hello?

Hello?

Please, feel free to not hold back. Please.

[Music]

The house is looking lovely.

Well, I'm sure she'll find fault somewhere.

If she does, I know a nice nuclear bunker that's going free.

Is that for her or for us?

I'd say she'd be very happy there if it wasn't still a crime scene.

Now, I know it's not ideal that your mom's coming to stay, but it'll be fine.

Great. Well, she called and she'll be here tonight.

There's no report anywhere of a woman being found drowned in the forest.

Well, double check it.

I already triple checked.

Meet me at the Huntsman's Horn. There's been another murder.

Yep. Okay. We're on our way.

Do we know what time he died?

I'd guess around midnight.

Here's something you don't see every day.

No defense wounds.

Someone comes at you, your hands go up immediately, but not Randall's.

He didn't even try to ward off the blurs.

Are you saying he just accepted his fate?

I'd stake winter's life on it.

From the angle of the wounds, I'd say he was kneeling, so, yes.

He was rather eager to meet his maker.

I suppose you're going to ask me where I was last night.

Did I have witnesses? Did Randall upset someone? All those dreadful questions.

Did he?

The only person he truly upset was himself.

Because of a stranger's death 20 years ago, I'm finding that hard to believe, Mrs. Salt.

Especially considering there's no record of a woman drowning.

Your husband welcomed his murder, and I need to know why.

Mrs. Salt, did something else happen that night in the forest?

I have lived with this for so long now.

Do you know, I almost told you when you first asked me, but...

Well, that was when Randall was still alive.

I couldn't believe it.

She waded into the water and killed herself.

They buried her.

They dug a grave for her.

They buried her?

Why?

I was too afraid to ask Randall, in case it would push him over the edge again.

He begged me not to tell anyone.

Then he left the prepper group, and the guy took his place.

He barely spoke to him or Warren ever again.

Was Warren involved as well?

I don't know.

I thought we'd left this all behind until he suddenly decided to head off into the forest to try and find that poor woman's grave.

It would appear Guy's secret savings account has come in handy.

Well, it's like Clodagh said.

Preppers are all about saving things, including bookshops.

We spoke to Madora Salt.

She told us about a woman that Randall and Guy had buried in the forest.

Well, Randall's clearly not the only drunk in that marriage.

It happened around 20 years ago.

We hadn't even moved here by then.

But Guy was working at the virology centre.

This is nonsense.

Guy would have told me.

With all due respect, your husband hid a lot from you, Mrs. Burroughs.

The secret savings account?

His affair with Clodagh Cain.

Please tell me that's not true.

She's my best friend, I can't lose her as well.

I think Guy only did it to get the code for the bunker from Clodagh.

If that helps at all.

Strangely not.

This body, Mrs. Burroughs...

Listen, you are wasting your time, okay? Guy never once mentioned it.

But then again, as you've pointed out, he was pretty good at hiding things.

When you looked into the missing woman, did you factor in her car?

Sir?

Madora said she was driving a car.

Presumably it would have been reported as abandoned if she never returned to it.

We could identify her that way.

I'll phone records.

We also need to speak to Lyra.

Maybe she'll know how and why Warren was involved that night.

Another trip into the forest, sir.

Don't worry, your shoes are safe.

Lyra, you know the reason Randall Salt left the original Prepper Group, don't you?

We got cold feet.

So it wasn't because of the woman he and Guy buried in the forest?

Warren was involved as well, wasn't he?

Why would they need to bury someone that committed suicide? Why not just call the police?

Guy said they would have burned her.

If they weren't scared it would attract attention.

Burned her? That's rather severe.

Not when you hear why.

She was scared out of her wits.

For some reason she'd come into contact with bio-waste and had started to feel really ill.

I had Guy on the phone yelling at me to keep her in our house.

But Warren panicked and slammed the door in her face.

Yes.

(Suspense music)

Guy went to help.

If that virus had got out it would have been catastrophic.

Randall said she was incredibly brave.

She knew she was a threat to the public and had no choice.

Her name was Maddie. She was 23.

That's about all anyone knew of her.

(Suspense music)

You said she came into contact with bio-waste. How?

Look, we were badly under-resourced. I wasn't myself. I was distracted.

I told her to remove waste materials that I hadn't trained her in handling.

You didn't think she'd go down the correct channels and contain the outbreak properly?

There was no time. She was in a car. She could have driven anywhere. We had to stop the spread.

Guy promised he'd find her and bring her back to the virology centre.

But it didn't work out that way.

Surely someone would have wondered where Maddie had gone?

No, she was a temp. She liked to move around. She never stayed in one place too long.

So nobody reported her missing.

And the virus died with her?

There wasn't a leak. We ran tests afterwards. The bio-waste wasn't contaminated.

What, so Maddie was suffering from a simple bug? It was all a huge mistake?

There isn't a day that goes by when I don't hate myself for it.

I sometimes think I'll move to the forest just to be in her company.

Sir, a car was found abandoned at a train station around the time Maddie drowned.

Guy drove it there that same night. It was a good ten miles away.

So they thought they wouldn't trace it back to Blacktrees.

Did Maddie have a baby with her?

Baby? Not one that I ever saw, no.

I really need to be packing my things. I'm moving back to the village. I've got to go.

So if there was a baby, how old would it be now?

More to the point, where would it be?

I think Maddie's child is out there. That's what spooked Warren.

So that's who Zane was working in tandem with?

I'm not convinced it needed two people. Not if the killer knew what Zane had got planned.

All they needed to do was be at the bunker at the same time that Zane sent his hoax message.

Look at that. I'm arriving and you're leaving.

Yeah, well, I'm just about done here. Just need to say my goodbyes.

Sounds like it's the end of the prepper group.

Well, there'll be others. So you've found somewhere to live then.

My old house. I'm going home, Etta, after all these years.

Aw, Clodagh must be made up.

There's always my old tent if she doesn't like it.

I need to get my things.

Happy moving day, Lyra.

Thank you.

And listen, enjoy it while you can. You know we're all living on borrowed time, right?

I'm judging by the timestamp on the photo of Maddie's car, the baby would be in its early 20s.

Fleur, the fingerprints you found after Warren Kane's murder.

Yeah, I know there weren't any matches, but can you run them again, only this time against a set of prints you'll find a lot closer to home?

When we spoke at the station, you mentioned Warren's remit, something that was a secret.

Something that would keep you out of the bunker if he had his way.

I need you to explain exactly what that means.

Good God.

Are you ready for the end of the world?

Someone knew what you had planned, Zane. I want to know how.

I told you, no one did. I even went to the forest to practice, so no one heard me.

Oh, someone heard you. Thank you, Zane.

Winted.

So when are you going to fill me in, sir?

I think Warren went to Lyra because he thought Maddie's baby was living in the village as an adult, but later Guy Burroughs assured him that wasn't the case.

How could he know that? There's only one possible explanation.

Which is?

Fleur's found a fingerprint match, and we need to find Lyra Kane.

Sir?

Lyra was also there that night. The killer hasn't finished.

Get inside.

No.

Do it.

What are you going to do?

Burn it down with you in it. You can go in the tent with an arrow in your side, or without. Either suits me.

Neither suits me.

Do it, Lyra!

Stop!

There's no need for that. Not any more. It's okay. I know what happened, and I understand your anger, but I can't let you do this. And I'm Becky.

How did you know?

I saw your empty baby seat.

Warren thought he recognized your mother in Etta Derby. He was petrified that she'd come back to seek vengeance, but Guy knew different. And you heard every word.

I was taking the bins out when I heard Guy begging Warren about letting him back in the prepper group.

Telling them all about a baby he'd found in my mom's car. And that the baby definitely wasn't Etta. So I started thinking. If Warren knew Zayn was adopted and he also told Paige she wasn't worth a place in the bunker...

It could only mean one thing.

She can't have children. I had to be the baby in the car. So Guy took me home, sold Paige some story about finding me, and we all lived happily ever after. Until we didn't.

And then you heard Zayn rehearsing his hoax out here.

Since I did something snapped, I couldn't think of a more fitting way to kill Warren.

But what about Clodagh? She wasn't a part of that night, and you must have known that Warren would call Stu and Etta?

My plan was to make sure he was dead before they arrived. And as for Clodagh, I saw she hadn't shown up, so I guess it was a lucky day. Just wasn't Warren's. You can watch anything online these days.

And I mean, Guy had even given me the means to carry it out. Here's the code to the bunker, Becky. Here's what you do when the skies are raining missiles. I mean, how pathetic can you get?

He did give you a home, Becky.

Well, I'd rather he drowned and buried me.

How did Randall know who you really were?

He confronted the sad sack when he was drunk. He told me he'd always known. That he turned back that night and saw Guy driving my mum's car with me in the front.

He knew you'd kill the other two.

He's so far gone by then he just wanted it all to end.

I just wish I'd been quicker getting to Lyra.

I'm afraid your alibi didn't hold up as long as you'd hoped.

I saw Stu in his living room when I was out jogging.

Becky, this has haunted me much more than most people. I tried to get to your mother, but Warren wasn't having it.

You know, Randall told me he asked Guy about the virus. Guess what Guy told him?

It turned out it could have been a common cold.

Yeah, the false alarm. Instead of helping my mum, you put the fear of God into her. She died for nothing.

Put the crossbow down, Becky, it's over.

Over? It's never over.

Becky, stop! Becky, stop!

They were meant to be saving the world. All they did was end life.

That thing about the fingerprints, sir?

Becky's prints were on the coffee mug in the interview room. They matched the ones found on Warren's bottle of whiskey.

But you'd already figured it out by now.

I don't mean to boast, Winter, but yes.

Sir, I hate to bring this up. It's a little bit awkward, but you never actually gave me the money for the beer and crisps I got for you.

Didn't I?

No, I just need a new pair of shoes now.

Well, you can claim for those on expenses.

Can I?

Didn't know that.

Well, there you go. Problem solved.

Sir, the money.

Pantsy a drink? Or maybe a nice bag of ready salted to go with?

What are you doing? Your mum will be here in a minute.

Didn't I tell you she's going to my sister's instead?

When did you hear this?

A couple of hours ago.

A couple of hours? I've been in that cupboard scrubbing, and I'm thinking about what to do.

You can stand down now, can't you panic over?

Give me back my beer. Give me back those crisps! Come here.

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