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Recapped by Daniel · Aired 10-13-2012

Walter and Astrid recover Tape No. 1 from the amber — or at least they think they have at first. It turns out he stored the tapes out of order, because of course he did. It's off to northern Pennsylvania for the gang, following a set of coordinates provided on the tape — for what purpose present-day Walter can't remember.

When they arrive, they're promptly captured by a bunch of forest people with some sort of black growth on their faces. Walter, Peter and Olivia are recognized by an "Edwin" at the forest people's camp, and he shows Walter their crazy holographic library. They're recording history for some sort of archive of post-invasion humanity, while recounting the legend of the original Fringe team.

Poor Astrid got left at home to try to decipher the ancient Betamax tapes a little better, and she figures out they're supposed to be looking for a mine. And they're going to have to hurry, because Windmark has been alerted that the fugitives were seen in rural Pennsylvania. But it also appears Fringe has someone planted in the loyalist army, who alerts the resistance that the Fringe team has been located.

Anyway, the team goes into an abandoned gold mine. There, they don't find anything but a corpse crusted over enough with the black growth that Walter figures out the mine must be the source of whatever it is. But he's still not sure what it is they're supposed to find; the community's records reveal that a man went into the mine, brought some rocks out and was waiting for someone — possibly Walter — when he was dragged off by a couple of Observers.

Peter and Olivia remember the missing-Etta days, with Peter trying to come up with a plan to find her, and Olivia remembering her inner conflict over her desire to be a mother versus her long-held sense that — because of who she was, because of the Cortexiphan — she was destined for more than that. It was because of that conflict that she felt Etta's disappearance was her punishment for not appreciating Etta fully. That's why she left — not because she was strong, but because she was scared of what they would find if they ever did locate Etta: her corpse.

Peter calls bullshit on Olivia's blaming herself (pointing out how much she clearly loved Etta), but they have a more immediate problem: the loyalists are coming! The loyalists are coming! The archivists want the Fringe gang to get out of there but they need the red rocks from the mine — even if they don't know why yet — to defeat the Observers. It's Edwin's son — whose hero-worship of the legendary Fringe team and subsequent feelings of shame for the cowardice of the tree-people who want them gone — who prompts Edwin to make a heroic decision of his own. Walter needs copper from a nearby camp to make a suit that can protect whoever goes into he mine to get what they discover is a form of quartz that will serve as the power device for the Observer Defeater. The treepeople's skin growth is the result of a kind of radiation, and the closer you get to the source, the worse it is.

So Edwin sends Olivia and Henry off on a wild-copper chase while he himself decides to head into the mine to bring up the eighteen kilograms of the stuff that videotape Walter says they need. The Fringe team learns of his sacrifice only in time to see Edwin's corpse visibly growing more of the black bark over itself.

And just like the A-Team, the Fringe gang escapes the army at the last moment, ditching the van for an old car and heading home, having successfully completed Level 3 of the Fringe Tape Recovery Videogame.

Daniel is a writer in Newfoundland with a wife and a daughter. He just realized that "We Need To Talk About Etta" would have been a perfect title for last week's recap. Follow him on Twitter (@DanMacEachern) or email him at danieljdaniel[at]gmail.com.

We start off with more laser excavation: Walter guiding Astrid as she works the device over the amber. And by "guiding" I mean "sniping at her technique." He tells her to go slowly and says she has "all the finesse of a butcher" and not the surgeon's touch that the job requires. He backs down completely when she invites him to do better if he thinks he can, though.

I figured we were going to discover they were going through all this trouble just for an old package of Red Vines, but it turns out there's a videotape on a table that Astrid manages to free -- not even warped from the heat -- as she points out: "Not bad for a butcher." I am going to go ahead and assume that they already freed the Red Vines.

Coming out of the tunnel that's been bored into the amber of Walter's lab, the two of them meet up with Peter, coming in to announce that he got some more fuel for the van. Walter tells Peter he's got tape No. 1 but hasn't watched it yet: "I've only just liberated it," he explains. Astrid gives him a sidelong glance for taking credit for her skilled laser work but doesn't say anything.

So they pop the tape in, and we're "treated" to scenes of Videotape Walter scarfing down licorice (Present-Day Walter almost unconsciously reaches into his lab coat for some licorice so he can do likewise). There is then the bubbling sounds of a bong -- great pains being taken by the show here not to actually show Walter talking a massive hit -- and everyone watches in a- and be-musement as Videotape Walter smokes up and Present-Day Walter offers a half-hearted "I had a prescription" excuse.

And then it's down to business, with Videotape Walter welcoming everyone to Tape 3 of his plan, and everyone's pissed -- but not overly surprised -- that Walter apparently stored the tapes out of order. No. 3 here will explain one of the most crucial elements they'll need, but they have to get to Pennsylvania. The tape holds up while Videotape Walter rattles off the coordinates, but then becomes unwatchable just as Walter's about to tell them what they need to do when they get there.

So they plot the co-ordinates on Etta's iPad thingy and she asks Walter if he recognizes the location, even though she's just showing him the satellite map. Yeah, it LOOKS LIKE NORTHERN PENNSYLVANIA ON A MAP, ETTA. At any rate, Walter has no idea what the significance of the location might be. Peter notes the area looks undeveloped and asks Etta if they can get all the way out there safely. They can... if they avoid checkpoints, she says, although it's a long way to go when they don't know what they're looking for -- or, as Olivia points out, when they don't know if whatever it is is even still there.

Walter, meanwhile, is too preoccupied with getting out his bong and at-least-two-decades-old weed to be paying attention, so nobody's buying it when he tries to beg off the field trip by pretending his feet are too swollen from standing in front of the amber all day. I will say that it'll be some job trying to jog the memory of ol' Burnout Bishop here.

To northern Pennsylvania they go, and when they arrive, Walter limps out of the van and growls about his likely blood clot, due to Peter refuses to stop at Scranton so Walter could stretch his legs. Peter points out that when you're fugitive it's not a great idea to stop every five minutes to stay limber. I do hope that that excuse doesn't mean there are also bottles full of urine in the van. I mean, even fugitives pull over to go to the bathroom.

Anyway, here they are, in the middle of lovely British Col- uh, I mean, "northern Pennsylvania," at the exact spot marked by the coordinates. But there's nothing here. Maybe Apple Maps still sucks in 2036? Peter asks what Walter was doing out here twenty years ago (which makes the assumption that Walter was out here twenty years ago, which assumes facts not yet in evidence). Before Walter can answer though, the sound of a breaking branch off in the woods draws everyone's attention, and they spot what appears to be a kid hiding behind a tree, some sort of dark paint covering his face. Realizing he's been spotted, the kid darts off. "Is that what we're out here to find?" Peter asks dryly.

So the gang traipse off through the woods, in no great rush, Walter ignoring any kind of Occam's Razor principles by postulating that what they saw was a "wicked tree dwarf" and Peter half-heartedly arguing with him.

Meanwhile, Etta's telling her mom that she used to imagine going on a mission with her: "You have no idea how many battles we won together," says Etta. Olivia says it's a lot to live up to, but Etta assures her that she's even more than she imagined. I bet Anna Torv gets that a lot.

ANYWAY, suddenly the group, which isn't exactly being stealthy, is surrounded by a group of people -- all with black stuff covering their faces and we can see that it's something much thicker and random than paint. They're pointing weapons at the group and our Fringe heroes all put their hands up. "Definitely not dwarves," mutters Walter.

After the opening credits, our heroes are being marched through the woods. "Don't touch them. They could be communicable," Walter says to Peter, although I think the rifles that the treepeople all carrying is deterrent enough to keep them from getting too close.

By Daniel

Presently they arrive in some sort of encampment, albeit one with solar panels mounted everywhere, presumably to power the electric lights strung all over the place. They're marched into what appears to be some sort of HQ tent, where the presumable commander orders them to stop. He then searches them -- nice job not searching them before you brought them into your hideout! -- and runs the back of his black-bark-encrusted hand along Peter's cheek, when Peter shirks from his touch.

The search -- which is yielding weapons on everybody, so again, NICE JOB, guards -- is interrupted when Walter, ticklishly averse to the search, is recognized by a bespectacled and bevested fellow. "The three of you -- you haven't aged a day. You were supposed to be dead a long time ago," he says, amazed. Walter explains they were trapped in amber for twenty-one years. The guy introduces himself as Edwin and puts his bark-covered hand out to shake. Walter hesitates, but Edwin says they were exposed when they got here. This isn't exactly reassuring, but at least Walter feels there's no reason not to shake the guy's hand now, so that's what he does. Oh and by the way, Edwin, I'm supposed to retrieve something here, something very important, and since you seem to no me, have we met here before? "No, at least not in the way that you think," says Edwin, cryptically.

And then he's leading Walter into what appears to be an abandoned bomb shelter, down the stairs and into a brightly lit room full of glowing cubes through an invisible curtain of electromagnetic discharge that glows around whoever enters. I mention it only to point out that there seems to be some significance to it but it's never referenced again. Walter asks what this weird place is, and Edwin says he's looking at history: "Ours... yours... mankind's." He pulls one of the cubes from the wall and says it's a data cube, on which are stored accounts of every major historical event from the day of the invasion onward. The cube plugs into a pedestal in the middle of the room and displays holographic images and text -- including an article about Fringe Division being sanctioned to police natives (featuring a picture of ol' Broyles). "You have files on us," Walter notes. Edwin's all, duh! "We gather important information from around the world, and then we record it. You have a healthy lore about you." He goes on to say his son, River (ugh, friggin' hippies) is an expert on Fringe Division. They were a group of refugees from the cities and Edwin's father started the historical record to counter the traditional notion that history is written by the winners (or "oppressors," as Edwin calls them). "Someone has to survive to tell mankind's story," he says.

Finally Walter asks about the weird growth on their skin, and Edwin "explains" that small patches started showing up after they had settled, and over time it spread. They figured it has something to do with the area, maybe the drinking water or the soil.

Walter's confused as to why they wouldn't just, you know, go somewhere that doesn't turn their skin into bubbled leather. But Edwin, looking almost like he never thought of that before, says what they do here is important, and they can't move it. That sounds like nonsense, but Edwin does also point out that the way they look, they can't exactly travel without drawing attention to themselves. "We just want to be left alone to record history," he says. No one ever comes here -- the Fringe folks are the first in a very long time -- which suits them just fine and unless the Fringers want gunk growing all over their skin they should get a move along too. Walter explains about the plan to defeat the invaders that he can't remember, but he knows there's something he's supposed to get from here. He figures he must have been here before. So Edwin calls up Google on his little archive thing and searches "Bishop, Walter," and tells Walter that if he's ever set foot in this camp before, it would be documented.

Aboveground, a nervous River approaches Etta, Olivia and Peter to show them some comic books that he's made, and he's hoping they'll sign them. A surprised Olivia obliges, while Peter tells the kid the books are really good as he settles in for a nice afternoon read. The kid is awestruck by the fact Fringe fought the Observers when they came: "You didn't hide like we did. You're heroes," he says. The kid wishes he'd been around during their time, when there were "real heroes." Peter says River is his hero, for giving him such a nice, strong, jawline. Oh shut it, Pacey -- you and our enviably thick head of hair. Quit yer' bellyachin'.

Astrid's stuck back at Formerly Harvard University, doing her best to clean up the tape and hear a little more of the audio. Maybe she used the laser to liberate a head cleaner from the amber! Jesus, remember head cleaners? Anyway, Astrid's managed to clean it up enough so that we can now hear Videotape Walter say that once they get to the designated place, they'll need to locate a mine. This is after many looong seconds of watching Astrid fast-forward and rewind. Look, that's my job!... It's not that exciting.

She calls Olivia's comms device and asks to speak to Walter -- whose archival search has come up empty for any trace of a visit here -- to tell him about the mine that he's supposed to find. Not sure why she couldn't have explained that to Olivia, but maybe it was so that we could waste some time on Walter thinking Astrid said "mime" and be confused about what Marcel Marceau has to do with any of this. Walter asks Edwin if there's a mine in the area. There is; a gold mine.

By Daniel

Over in Manhattan (the one in New York, if you're wondering), Windmark is glowering out the window at the city below him when another Observer comes in with a couple of loyalists, saying these men have something to report. They show him a holographic recording of the Fringe crew changing a tire on the van. Windmark sits watching it impassively, before finally asking, simply, "Where?" Rural Pennsylvania is the answer.

The Fringers stroll into the mine, treated to Walter's recitation of the details of a mine collapse in Peru in 1923 in which the trapped survivors were forced to eat the dead. Peter says it won't be easy to find gold in an abandoned gold mine, and Walter points out that they don't know what they're looking for is gold.

They come to a mine shaft with a rope dangling over the side and into the darkness. Peter offers to climb down, but Etta tries pulling on the rope first. It's too heavy for her to pull up on her own, so Peter gives her a hand while grousing about how he doubts whatever they're supposed to be looking for is just going to be waiting for them after two decades, like FEEL FREE TO SUPPLY ANY BETTER IDEAS, PETER.

Whatever's on the other end gets snagged on something, so it requires a good yank -- and flying up comes a disgusting, blackened corpse, covered with the same bark as the people in the camp, only much, much worse, like a marshmallow that caught fire and burned.

Walter, snapping off a finger to examine it (and maybe also because hey, free fingers, right?) says he'd assumed the growth was some sort of fungus, but he was wrong, because this person's tissues show some sort of calcification. "Perhaps whatever was causing the condition of the people in the camp is emanating from this mine. And the closer one gets to the source, the more intense the reaction is," he says. With death-by-spelunking a very real possibility, he orders everyone out of the mine until he can conduct an analysis.

By Daniel

Back over to resistance HQ in the Bronx, where Anil gets a radio call from -- of all people -- a loyalist. My initial thought was that Anil was a spy for the loyalists, but it turns out the loyalist is a resistance mole: He tells Anil that Etta and her team have been located.

Peter is starving after his epic journey twenty feet into the mine. Fortunately Etta has a sci-fi food staple in a little tin: food pellets! She gives Peter an aspirin-sized apple that he throws into his mouth almost without thinking -- would have been funny if it turned that the pill required moisture to expand into a full-sized apple and had that happen somewhere in Peter's esophagus. Sigh...

But the apple gets Peter thinking about the "amazing apple pie" he and Olivia had "just after the invasion" in Boston. He prattles on obliviously about the dingy little restaurant they found with the "mad genius" cook while they were looking for a place to eat after going to the shelter for lost children. "What was that guy's name?" Peter asks, and a CLEARLY UNCOMFORTABLE Olivia is all, "I don't know," and Peter can't believe that Ms. Photographic Memory can't remember and fails to clue in to Olivia's obvious discomfort, not to mention it doesn't occur to him that it's really, really, REALLY weird to be fondly reminiscing about a time when they had just been to a shelter for lost children to look for their DAUGHTER WHO WENT MISSING DURING AN INVASION OF PSEUDO-OMNISCIENT NON-HUMANS, I mean JESUS CHRIST PETER WOULD YOU LISTEN TO YOURSELF. I mean, it looks like even Etta, who basically met her mom like two days ago seems to be able to tell that something's up.

Anyway, what they're doing is an air sample analysis and Walter looks at the red color that the test strip turned when they were DOING SCIENCE and says the man died of asphyxiation: "Every pore on his body is completely sealed. His body was trying to protect itself against the airborne corrosive," he explains. The corpse's pH has been radically altered and it seems to get much worse the deeper you go into the mine. Walter doesn't seem to notice everyone's squeamishness when he casually yanks the crusty arm off the corpse.

Peter asks if what they're looking for could have caused this, and Walter says it's unlikely, but his theory is that it's the high levels of carbon dioxide and other gases introduced into the atmosphere by the Observers. "From those machines that they were building in Central Park," says Peter. Olivia wants to know how that would affect Edwin and the treepeople, and Walter says they're far enough away from the source and receive only incremental doses. But prolonged exposure has created a "drastic immune response," like an extreme form of psoriasis. I'm not quite following this -- there may be something that I'm missing, but it's that there's something in the mind that's reacting to the carbon dioxide and other gases, right? Wait, I keep forgetting it doesn't matter. Anyway, Edwin shows up to say he found an entry that he thinks Walter will want to see.

At any rate, Walter says he doesn't know anyone named Donald, which I'm skeptical about just statistically speaking, but Olivia suggests that maybe it's part of the plan he doesn't remember.

Walter asks my question, which is why this was even recorded in the first place. "It was recorded because of what happened to him. He was taken away against his will by two invaders," says Edwin, showing them a picture of a couple of Observers hauling the guy away. "So they weren't happy that he'd taken those rocks," says Peter.

Walter's completely mystified as to what he'd want with rocks, but before they can figure that out, Olivia spots a little bark growth on a knuckle on his left hand. In a nice touch, Peter anxiously checks Etta for growth before himself. They're both clean, but Walter finds a little bit on Olivia's neck as well.

After the commercial break, Peter's watching anxiously as Walter removes the bark from Olivia's neck and says they're lucky, because it hasn't rooted into the dermis yet, but that won't last. "How long until it isn't removable?" asks Olivia, and Walter says "Until it isn't" instead of "I don't know."

Edwin comes along with a supply of gear apparently requested by Walter, who announces that he's going to build a suit that will allow them to go into the mine. Judging from the arm he ripped of the corpse, they'd need skin three-hundred layers thicker than a rhinoceros's to do so. Well then, I'm sure Science MacGyver here can cobble together a suit that's as protective as three hundred rhinoceroses from stuff found around a camp of refugee treepeople. "I need you to go back to the van because I need the weather-stripping," he tells Peter and Olivia. Yeah, that should do it.

Just as Peter and Olivia leave, Etta gets a call from Anil, warning her that they got a call from one of their operatives. "The loyalists are tracking you. You've got to move," he tells her.

Peter and Olivia are pulling out the van's weather-stripping and haven't been told the news about the loyalists despite being RIGHT THERE when Anil called. Peter asks Olivia if he upset her when he was talking about the restaurant, since he knows she never forgets names.

Of course not, you lummox. Olivia remembers it was Donovan's. "It's not that I can't remember. It's that I can't forget," she says. She asks if he remembers that when they couldn't find Etta that day, he drew a plan on a napkin. He does.

With flashback scenes illustrating for us, Olivia describes how Peter was talking about going up to Maine to a refugee camp he'd heard about, and even though Olivia was nodding, she was looking past Peter to the wall of missing-person flyers outside. "With every day, the odds of finding our little girl the way we wanted to find her were getting worse, and we didn't talk about it," she says.

By Daniel

Just as Peter and Olivia leave, Etta gets a call from Anil, warning her that they got a call from one of their operatives. "The loyalists are tracking you. You've got to move," he tells her.

And then there's this: she felt responsible. This floors Peter, so Olivia explains that she wanted so much to be a mother, but she just didn't think she was "programmed" that way. I don't know that we saw that feeling very much from her, but I do buy that sentiment.

Ever since she the Cortexiphan trials, she has felt at odds, that she was destined for something else. "So how could I have this incredible little girl? So, when we lost her, I felt like that was my punishment, my punishment for being too conflicted to appreciate her when we had her," says Olivia.

Peter is wisely letting Olivia work through her feelings on the subject, because Olivia's not done yet: That day at the restaurant, Olivia says she knew she had to go back to New York because she didn't want to find what she knew they were going to find. She believed that Etta was dead and she didn't want to see it. That's why hearing Peter say that she went back because of her strength and Etta talking today about how she admires Olivia, has been gut-wrenching for her.

By this point, the discussion has drawn a crowd of treepeople, including River, who reminds his dad that he's talked to them on the radio. Edwin admits it, but tells the Fringers that it only happens when it suits them, they don't even know who he is, and they sure as shit don't want people going into their quadrant.

The Fabulous Bishop Boys start tag-teaming Edwin, with Peter offering to go with Edwin as an armed escort and Walter suggesting he can barter antibiotics and medicine. Edwin tells them to go back to Boston, make the suit there and come back when it's safe, but Etta says the "Baldies" took away this Donald person when he took some rocks, so if they come here and read Edwin, they'll seal the mine permanently. Yeah! Just like they didn't do last time either!

Edwin, getting increasingly desperate, reminds the Fringers that they don't even know what the rocks are for, but they're putting all of them at risk. River, disgusted with his dad for arguing with his heroes, leaves, which sucks some of the fight out of Edwin. I can attest that few things would crush me more than to disappoint my own kid. Almost amusingly, everyone there seems to feel the significance of River's disapproval and Edwin stomps off to go sit down nearby. Peter comes after him, and sits down to him.

After a moment, Edwin says he wants to help, but what happens if he doesn't come back? "You may be used to facing death all the time, but I'm not." Edwin says the other camp are bad people, and they may never make it back. What is this, "One Tin Soldier"?

Edwin says he has a lot to lose and Peter says he knows, but the rocks in the mine are important, and it's true they don't know what they do, but Walter will figure it out: "And when he does, we're one step closer to defeating the invaders."

Edwin says he's not afraid to die, he just doesn't know how to say goodbye to his son. (And also woodpeckers, I imagine.) Then Edwin bows before the inspiring presence of Peter's arm around his shoulders and sits up and says "All right. What do you need me to do?" Peter says to get on his radio and to tell them they're coming. And hell's coming with you? God, just once before I die I have the opportunity to say, "Tell 'em I'm coming. And hell's coming with me."

So Edwin does it -- conveniently alone in the radio room -- and calls "Kilo-Alpha Forty-Two," saying he's looking to barter. He makes contact with Kilo-Alpha and whoever it is says, in response to his request, that they don't have copper. "Let me speak to Ivan," says Edwin.

By Daniel

Back along the dirt road, a convoy of loyalists rolls up and pulls over in the dark, headlights illuminating a tire track. The leader asks where the road leads. "Higher into the mountains," is the response, and the loyalists get back in their vehicles and continue on their way. Watching them come, through some sort of high-tech telescopic infrared binocular jobbie, is Etta.

After the commercial break, River's at home in either his tent or the encampment publishing house that is producing Fringe: The Comic when his dad comes in to talk him and tell him that there's a lot more to the word "coward" and the word "hero' than he thinks. Dude, no one said "coward." I mean, everybody thought it, but... River's not really looking like he gives a single fuck at first, but his dad explains that being scared of something doesn't mean you're a coward. "You're a coward if you know what needs to be done and you don't it," he says, and then lists all the things he stands to lose -- which includes River. "I told him I love you so much, I wouldn't know how to say goodbye," says Edwin adding that he promised River's dead mother that he'd protect River no matter what, but now he's conflicted because there's a time for recording history and a time for making it. Not hard to see which time Edwin thinks it is now, and he tells his now-listening son that he's decided to help the Fringe squad, and do his part. River says he doesn't want to lose his dad, which fair point. Edwin says he doesn't want to lose River either: "But protecting you means making sure there's a world out there that you can thrive in," he says, adding that he loves him. River says he understands. "No, you don't," says Edwin. "But you will one day, when you have children of your own." He hugs River. I can say, speaking from experience, that all those times your parents said to you, "You'll understand when you have kids of your own"? Totally true.

But when Peter and Olivia pull up to an empty clearing that's the location Edwin sent them to, there's no one there. They're confused at first, but it takes Peter all of five seconds to figure out that Edwin never wanted them to find the camp.

Sure enough, we see Edwin make his way through the trees to the mine entrance. An old treeperson sees him, says "Edwin?" and then back at the camp, a loud bang is heard. "It's the mine," says Etta.

So everyone arrives at the mine at once, with the old dude apparently there to explicitly explain that there was no copper at the other camp, so this was the only way for them to get what they need.

Walter's the first one into the mine and everyone jogs to the shaft, where they find the bucket of translucent red rocks. River's not far behind, though, and he looks down the shaft. Thanks to the lantern Edwin brought with him, we can his lifeless body, seated at the bottom of the shaft, completely barked over, as the old guy tells the Fringe folks they got what they came for and should leave before the invaders find them here.

So River traipses down to the archive, where he finds a cube in the thingy with his name in the hologram. It appears to be a collection of photographs of his family and then River sits down to tell the heroic tale of Edwin the Recorder of History, who made his son an orphan so that the Fringe team could have some rocks that they're not even sure what to do with yet. Weirder still, he seems to be writing his entry with some sort of stylus on the thingy instead of typing or recording audio.

Anyway, his voiceover takes us to the end, as we see that the Fringers have abandoned the van, which is stolen by some bearded dude who's lucky didn't get killed by the loyalists when they catch him with it.

As for the Fringers, they're stealing and hotwiring some old station wagon, Olivia and Etta holding hands in mother-daughter bliss and Walter throwing on some huge Bono sunglasses, and they ride back into the devastation of the city.

Daniel is a writer in Newfoundland with a wife and a daughter. River's never going to make it as a comic book artist, since his depiction of Olivia doesn't have huge breasts and a tiny waist. Follow him on Twitter (@DanMacEachern) or email him at danieljdaniel@gmail.com.

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By Daniel

Sure enough, we see Edwin make his way through the trees to the mine entrance. An old treeperson sees him, says "Edwin?" and then back at the camp, a loud bang is heard. "It's the mine," says Etta.

So everyone arrives at the mine at once, with the old dude apparently there to explicitly explain that there was no copper at the other camp, so this was the only way for them to get what they need.

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