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Walter, Gunter and Abigail now stood at the very edge of town, several hundred feet from the first set of small houses. Turning to look down the first alleyway Walter pointed to a house down at the end of the block.

"There will be no need to steal." Turning back to the others.

"My contact lives just down there. I'm sure that he will assist us with anything that we might need."

Walter turned and began to walk down the alleyway-Continuing to talk-His words growing fainter as he walked. "Follow me, just keep to the shadows. Its not far."

Abigail and Gunter followed after Walter as the three of them were swallowed by the darkness. From the opposite end of the ally, from which they had just come, a figure stepped out from behind a building and watched them as they disappeared from sight.

Now standing at the front door of a white house with light blue window trim Walter proceeded to gently knock on the hard wood door.

After waiting for several moments Walter turned to his companions with a mixed look of uncertainty and concern, suddenly the door opened to reveal a tall man with black hair and a full white beard. Abigail and Gunter had felt a slight tinge of fear and uncertainty as the door slowly creaked open, but after receiving a friendly welcome from the thin man they entered the dwelling freely and with great relief.

"Ah, Walter. My dear friend. Welcome to free Linz, pride of Austria."

Turning his head to look at the two people standing behind Walter. "And you have brought friends, splendid."

Now stepping aside and gesturing with his hand. "Please do come in, my home is yours."

The strangers welcome seemed a bit odd to Abigail and Gunter, who wondered why he made no remark concerning the reddish and frayed state of their attire. The three house guests entered the well furnished home and were immediately escorted to the living room area.

"Please sit my friends." Once gain gesturing with his hands as he spoke.

Several times within the next 15 minutes Walter had looked over to Abagail and Gunter, who were sitting to his right. Knowing that they were pressed for time but not wanting to be rude the three road weary travelers sat and talked.

Eventually it came time for them to leave for the museum which stood on the west side of the small town. Walter's friend, who Abigail and Gunter had learned was Anders Bauer, happily offered his personal vehicle for the short journey.