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Urquhart is outside, in the lake, swimming.
His clothes are neatly folded on a log, but his weapons are hidden somewhere else.
He's swimming in long, easy strokes, his long blond hair floating around him like seaweed.
His clothes are neatly folded on a log, but his weapons are hidden somewhere else.
He's swimming in long, easy strokes, his long blond hair floating around him like seaweed.