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"In two weeks, it will be the town's festival. It's basically an anniversary celebration. A celebration for when this town officially became the New Helios," Kristine said.

"New Helios," You mumbled. "What was this town before?"

"Do you want it or not?" Kristine asked the kid who had been trying to haggle with her about the bike rental price.

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The kid sighed loudly and dropped the rest of the coins on Kristine's palm. You watched as the kid drove away with the bike. Kristine sat on the bench; she glanced at her watch and called you to sit with her.

"Our town was called Nothinghill. Literally Nothinghill, because there was nothing—this is per our grandparents stories, okay?—there was nothing in this town worth living for," She chuckled. "Everything was in Helios, and if you don't know already,..." She pointed straight at the mountains beyond the stores and the houses in front of you.

"The forest," you replied, "was called Helios."

Kristine nodded. "That was the best town in these parts. My grandma said they had everything. But when that calamity struck, everything turned upside down."

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