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branch.
                  The wind stirred the branches above, moving the shadows below. The outline of the two in the tree seemed painfully obvious from above, but the Multipliers still didn’t seem suspicious. They were so concentrated on what was on the ground that they weren’t looking above them.
                  “Wha’s tha’?” Joney asked.
                  Asa’s stomach went cold. Joney was pointing at a gold object in the dirt.
                  The goggles, how could I have forgotten?
                  Asa and Jen shared a look of uncertainty.
                  Edna picked up the goggles and looked at them. “Ye Gods, Joney! Does this say what I think it does?”
                  Joney looked at the inscription that Edna was pointing at. He sounded the words out very slowly. “J…Uh…Jul. Jul Conway. Jul Conway? ”
                  “Oh my! Joney! If this trapped up Jul Conway, I think that we are in very, very big trouble!” She began to pace, the goggles still in her hands. “Do you think it was him? What do we do?”
                  “Calm down, Edna!”
                  “Calm down? How am I supposed to calm down when we could’ve just trapped Jul Conway? Our cover is blown! He’s already suspicious, ya know?”
                  Joney tried to reassure Edna, though he looked worried himself. “It’ll be okay! We don’t know that these were his.”
                  “ Don’t know they were his? Why, they’ve gots ‘is name right there! How’s that Joney?”
                  Joney thought for a second. “Well, we ain’t doin’ good just standing ‘ere.”
                  “What should we do, Joney? What should we do?”
                  Joney spat black sludge onto the ground. “We’ll go ‘round to the other ropes, and take ‘em down. Nothin’ else to do.”
                  “Are we gonna tell Michael?” Edna asked, her voice rising.
                  “No way are we gonna tell Michael.”
                  “And Joney?” Edna started. “Wh-what if we run into Conway?”
                  “We’ll kill ‘im.”
                  All was silent for a moment. Asa was still holding his breath, praying that the two of them wouldn’t look up.
                  “C’mon. Let’s go.” Joney said. They walked out of the clearing.
                  Asa and Jen stayed where they were for minutes after the Multipliers left. “What are those things?” she whispered.
                  “Multipliers,” Asa said. “You’ll be familiar with them before long. We need to get out of here. Give me your hands.”
                  They locked wrists, and with Asa’s wings outstretched, they drifted to the ground. “Let’s move,” Asa said.
                  With so much to think about, Asa wasn’t in a mood for chatting, but as they walked, Jen wanted to talk; she didn’t grasp the gravity of the situation. “How long have you had your wings?” she asked.
                  “Five months.”
                  “Will I get them, too?”
                  “Yes.”
                  “Do they hurt?” She was looking at Asa’s shoulder blades to see if there were protrusions in his suit.
                  “Yes.”
                  “Wow! You’re fun to talk to!” Jen said to him, and rolled her eyes.
                  Asa felt his teeth grind together. I don’t care what she thinks about me. Soon, she’ll hear all the rumors and be terrified of me. They’ll tell her how I killed Shelby last year in the cafeteria, and I bet they’ll probably leave out the part where she attacked me first.
                  “So are