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Gróin looked up at Lily. She had an air of impatience about her. He looked over at the Hobbit she was with when he suddenly realised it. This must be the Hobbit she's in love with! Oh my! What bad timing! "I'm sorry my friend!! I don't know what got into me. I was sure someone was after me. I heard creaking outside my door. And before I came in, I heard a voic that sounded like Sarin's. I was sure that someone was following me."
He looked back and forth between the two, hopping they would believe him. "I swear to you I'm not insane! I need you to believe me! I think..." Should I tell them what I think? Should I say what's really going on in my head? Gróin took and deep breath to calm himself down before he went on. "I think that there may be two possiblities. Neither of them are probable, yet neither of them are that far-fetched either. I think that either Sarin is alive and is here but not letting me know, or someone is trying to make me look bad. Why, I don't quite know. But as I told you earlier Lily, Sarin disappeared and was never seen again. That's why neither of them are probable." He looked at them again. "Please. You have to believe me. I beg of you."
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