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[hunts_treasure]

There's a presence by my bed. At first, that's all I can tell. I feel groggy, more than I should, and lethargic; weak, somehow. The sound of a quiet plaintive noise wakes me fully, startles me, because it's so loud. Likely because I made it myself. I open my eyes, barely, seeing a blurry soft-lit pale world through my lashes, and frown slightly at the shape of a person.

"Father?" I feel silly for asking it, because I know it can't be.

Probably.