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Stone and I took a taxi to the Night God. We sat in the back. It could be seen that the stone was very nervous. He scowled and frowned. He kept rubbing his hands.

As soon as he arrived, the God of Night entered the door. We were stopped by the waiter. The waiter didn't seem to be in a good mood. He looked at the two of us and asked,

"Halt, what are you doing?"

I was stunned