Ecchi: A fanfic nightmare.

	Warning: This is a very graphic story. It contains scenes of gratuitous sex,
naughty tentacles, bad language, violence, and really cool one liners.
	You have been warned!

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	Her name was Kiri Saotori. She was a foreign exchange student from Japan. The
school year had almost ended and her revenge would be complete. It would cost
her own life, but her honor was gone; stolen from her by the one named Dean.
He was your typical blond haired blue eyed football hero. Right down to the
nazi esque patterns of violent behavior. She had not known that though; no one
did. He had been the first foreign boy who really talked to her. He knew
passable Japanese and had friends who seemed to like her. They were great
people. 
	Until two weeks after she met him. He had taken her out and raped her in the
back of his parents car. After she bled on the upholstery he slapped her in
his anger and left her ten miles from home. About a half hour later he
returned to bring her home, begging her to keep quiet about it. She agreed. In
the months that followed she let the wound fester and grow, her hatred got
stronger as she felt ashamed and unfit to return to her family. He had even
bragged about her letting him fuck her. She kept quiet, there was nothing she
could do. Not until now. 
	Her family line was a long history of Japanese witches and Mages. Her family
had always followed the path of light. She had fallen into the murky gray when
the act had been committed. 
	The others had been nice to her. His friend quickly became her own. Her
upbringing kept her from holding them responsible for his actions and she saw
no reason to tell them of their friends dark side. No doubt they had seen it
before; just not in the same way as she had. One boy in particular had been
supportive of her. His name was Robert, everyone called him Duke though, he
was sixteen, a freshman, and almost as handsome as Dean. His nationality was
Irish; he had short cut sandy blonde hair and brown eyes. He kept in
reasonable shape and was of average height. One odd thing about him was the
way he dressed; he always wore a pair of Ray-ban shades and blue jeans. That
is where he earned his nick name. Only a few people knew where it came from
but he liked it enough to prefer it over his own name. He was fairly strong
for his size and also extremely smart. She knew this because she had developed
a crush on him. She kept it secret because of her shame and kept by Dean's
side. She had to keep the image of a happy relationship with him.
	Now was the time for the sharade to end. A package had arrived from Okinawa.
Her grandmother had come through for her. Inside was an ancient scroll of
instructions; and she knew exactly where to send the man who had taken her
innocence. A place where he would spend an enternity in the hell of what he
had taken from her. She walked up behind him and slit her wrist completing the
spell. 
	The screaming started before that ever happened. They had gathered for a
pizza after classes that day and were talking about how sorry they were that
she was occupied and could not come. A bitter sweet smile crossed her face as
she realized that she would no longer hold a pleasant memory in their hearts.
Vengeance came first, besides it didn't matter. She was covered in dirt and
blood from the sacrifices that the rite required as well as the grueling
physical pain from the self inflicted wounds. Even without slitting her wrist
she would have died in a few hours anyway. A ball of light formed in her hands
as she uttered the last words of the passage and  thrust her hands forward.
The look on his face would justify her eternity in hell, she smiled. 
	Until Robert turned to face her. The look on his face tore at her heart,
first it was concern for her, then a shocking realization. He spun towards
Dean and shoved him to the ground and away from her; Just in time to save him,
but not himself. He vanished in a spectacular burst of light.
	"NOOOOOOO!!!!" she screamed as she fell and died.

	
	Duke awoke in the darkness and frowned. He had no idea where he was or how he
had gotten there. The last thing he remembered was vaulting in front of a
blast of some sort in an effort to shield one of his friends from an angry
witch or something. Then he was here. 
	It was a school room of some sort, he shifted around and sat up only to slam
his head against the bottom of a desk. "Shit!" he muttered as he rubbed at it.
His mind wandered back to what had occurred. Who the hell was that? Why had
she done it? A quick look around and he realized that he may never know the
answer to that. "Where is everybody?" he called.
	He heard something in the background stop that he had failed to notice. He
looked behind him to see a boy about his own age bent over a woman of about
thirty, a very attractive thirty. She was gasping and still unaware of his
presence. The boy however just stared at him in shocked horror. He was dressed
in a high school uniform from a Japanese Manga and he had his hands planted
firmly on the woman's exposed breast. He shifted slightly and Duke realized
that the boy's pants were around his ankles and he was having trouble
disengaging from her because her legs were keeping him in place. "What's wrong
Sho-chan?" she gasped in a passionate voice. 
	"Ooops," said Duke as he just stared back. He wasn't sure where he was but it
sure as hell wasn't the pizza joint.
	"What are you doing here?!!" cried the woman as she finally noticed him. The
boy jumped away from her and faced him angrily.
	"Ah! Geez man! Could you turn around?! I don't want to see that!" cried Duke
as he shielded his face with his arms.
	Neither of the pair looked happy at being interrupted. "Who are you and what
are you doing in my room?" repeated the woman angrily.
	"I'm Robert Coley, you can call me Duke," said the boy reflexively, "And I'm
not even sure where I am, I just sort of woke up here. I think it was a prank,
my friends are known for this sort of thing."
	The pair relaxed visibly, mostly because they didn't recognize him. "Could
you leave?" asked the boy impatiently.
	"Yea, sorry," said Duke as he staggered towards the door.
	"Wait!" cried the woman in a panic, a look of fear crossed her face.
	"Don't worry, I'm not even sure which school I'm in. I won't tell anyone,"
reassured Duke as he walked out the door and into the dark hallways.
	She stood there with an uncertain and fearful look on her face and just
watched helplessly as he wandered away.

	More surprises came when he reached the outside and saw the town he was in.
It was definitely not America. All the signs were in Japanese and the
businesses were all closed around him. It had to be the middle of the night.
Almost in answer the tower above the school chimed in twelve times. He frowned
as he started to walk unsure of what to do. He only knew one thing; this was
not one of his friend's jokes.
	He walked deeper into the business section of the town and sighed as he began
to see people around him. None of them looked Japanese though, well most of
them didn't anyway. Those that did where mostly men. Many of the women had
strange hair colors, like green and blue. He stopped suddenly.
	"I can read all the signs!" he cried in shock. "What the hell is going on
here?!"

	A small ball of light stood before the great doors of what appeared to be a
temple before a great doorway. Behind it thousands of other lights awaited
their turn to enter. The light floated silently forward and stopped before a
great podium. Behind it sat a great being who was ten times the size of any
man, it glared angrily at the ball. "Why have you come before me? You are a
lost soul, you can never enter heaven or hell. Your soul was wasted on petty
revenge! Failed revenge at that!!" cried the great booming voice from the
heavenly altar.
	"Lord Enma. I come not for final judgment, I knew my fate before I died. I
need help, an innocent soul has been unjustly sentenced because of my own
error," said the soul before him.
	"Eh? How can this be? I have never judged unjustly!!" he cried angrily.
	"You misunderstand great lord, I condemned him," said the soul with her
resolve wavering in the great gods anger.
	"I see, you must speak with the Goddess of Fate. My powers only lie in
judgment, I can see you speak the truth. You may pass for audience with the
goddess."
	"I thank you," said the soul weakly.
	"Heh, don't. Once that wrong is righted you are back to your wandering for
eternity. Nothing can prevent that," said Enma coldly.

	Duke sat on a bench and held his head in his hands. "What happened to me?" he
gasped as he pulled his legs in to his chest and looked off into the deserted
park. A couple walked by and smiled cheerfully at him. He nodded back at them
and continued his desperate search for answers. None came.
	"I can't just sit here, I need to find out where I am. Then I'll need some
money," he said as he stood and shook off the panic that had set in. He headed
for some bright lights in the distance. He passed by dark alleys and walked
through the shadows as the lights of the city grew closer and the noise of
people began to fill his ears. He felt a great relief just feeling the noise
of the city draw nearer. An attractive young woman of about seventeen strolled
towards him on her way home. He smiled and picked up his step as she passed
him. He was still moving pretty slowly though, she was obviously in a hurry
and she turned towards an apartment about four blocks ahead of him. He stopped
and glared at something move in the shadows. He wasn't sure what it was, but
it was very large. Then it was gone, but not before two red eyes stared at him
for a split second before vanishing. 
	Duke just stood and stared into the alley for a long time. He was absolutely
petrified, what ever it was it was much too large for a dog. He turned away
after almost fifteen minutes and staggered towards the city again. "Maybe it
was just a dog on top of a dumpster," he told himself.	

	Her name was Hire Kurosawa, she had long dark hair and a very nice body; she
was also tall for a Japanese girl. She had an air of snobbish arrogance about
her as she strolled down the street. She walked past a strange boy with a
haunted look on his face and walked by quickly towards her home. He smiled at
her weakly and sped up his pace a bit as she walked by, but then returned to
his methodical stagger after she had passed. "He's probably drunk," she told
herself as she gave him another quick glance as she skipped up the stairs to
her home. "At least he has the dignity to try to hide it." 

	 She lived with her parents in a large apartment in the suburbs of Tokyo. Her
school was only a short jog to the east. She had just returned from a late
night of studying with two of her girlfriends. Her parents knew she would be
there late and had probably gone to bed long ago. She hadn't been expecting it
to last quite as long as it did.
	She had gone into a long discussion of how Hiroma Takama; the cutest guy in
school had been making eyes with her during class. Then it shifted over to her
prize winning Archery and Kendo skills. The three of them were all on the
teams, but she was the best in the school. Quite possibly the best in Tokyo,
or Japan for that matter. She offered modesty and quietly accepted their
praises. She had worked long and hard to aquire her skills though and she was
proud of them. 
	She opened the door to her room and snuck in quietly. The memories of her day
played in her mind and she smiled as she undressed and took out her nightgown.
She smiled as she looked at her naked body in the mirror. She thought of
Takama and blushed slightly. It would be so nice if he was her first. Her
fingers began to creep slowly down her stomach and her right hand gently
cupped her breast. She collapsed on the bed and quietly moaned in pleasure.
That was when they came.
	"Oh, look at what we found!" cried a high pitched voice from the corner. 
	"Looks like a hungry clit!" said another as it giggled its shrill laugh from
directly behind her. 
	Hire's eyes shot open. She gasped and started to scream as hands grabbed for
her. There where three of them, and they swarmed on her body and covered her
mouth easily. She struggled but they held her down.
	They were disgusting creatures. They were humanoid and about three feet tall.
They had long skinny arms and grotesque bald heads with a single long horn
protruding from their foreheads. They all had yellow eyes and short pointy
teeth. 
	One of them moved it's head down her waist and sniffed at her pussy. "Ah! A
virgin!" he screeched as he stuck his long swollen tongue out and lapped at
her juices. She shuddered in revulsion and struggled harder. One of the other
creatures had craned it's neck around her own and she moved her head away from
it. The thing stuck it's tongue out and began to lick and suck at her nipples.
The last creature merely settled for fondling her other breast roughly.
	"No!" she gasped through the creatures hand. The one at her feet forced her
legs apart again and stuck it's head down between her legs piercing her cunt
with it's six inch horn. She gasped in pain and struggled again as her hymen
broke. "Not like this!" she thought in shock.
	"Look at her juices flow! Do you feel the pleasure I give you?" cried the one
that was jabbing her roughly with it's horn.
	"I think she's enjoying it! Look at her nipples!" cried the one that was
licking at her breast as he intensified his sucking. She cried out in pain as
his teeth scraped at her sensitive nipple.
	
	Hire heard the sound of breaking glass and the one at her lap vanished in a
cry of pain. The others were to shocked to move as a hand reached down and
grabbed one of the ones at her side by the head and slam it into a wall. 
	"What?!" screamed the remaining demon as a foot came down on it's head
forcing it to the ground and away from Hire.
	"Are you all right?" asked a tense sounding voice.
	Hire rushed to her feet and pressed herself against her mysterious savior in
shock and desperation. One of the creatures staggered to it's feet and glared
at the man angrily. "You will die!" 
	Hire heard the man laugh unhumorously and she backed away slightly. "Come get
some," said the boy. Hire recognized him now. He was the guy she had passed on
the street.
	The little monster jumped for him and he punched it out of the air sending it
flying into a wall. The other two circled around him carefully.
	"Weak human! We'll kill you!" cried one of them.
	"We have to get out of here and find some place public now," said the Duke.
	"What? Who are you? What are these things?" she cried angrily as she regained
her senses.
	"Not the time for introductions girl! Move! We have to get out before the big
one shows!" cried Duke as he pulled her towards the broken window.
	A deep rumbling laugh came from the closet doors. The boy's expression
changed from one of anger to fear. "Too late," he said quietly. He put his
fist up, he could not escape if the girl would not follow him willingly.
	"Girl listen to me now, what those things were doing is nothing compared to
what this thing want's from you; we have to get out now!" he said with his
voice growing tight as he tried for one more desperate lunge for the window.
The girl refused to cooperate. She twisted her weight and flicked her wrist
sending Duke to the ground hard on his back.
	That was when he saw the tentacles move towards him along the floor. One of
them wrapped around his leg and he looked and saw the head on the end of it.
He was now sure of what he was facing. He grabbed the nearby bed post and
tried to pull his leg free but more tentacles emerged from the closet and
wrapped around his body and limbs. He turned and saw that Hire was being held
by many of the tentacles as well; Some of them moved freely around her and
began to move towards her cunt and any other hole in her body. Three had
already forced their way into her mouth. He turned away in disgust and felt
his body rise from the ground and move towards the hulking monster that
emerged from the darkness of the closet. It was exactly what he expected, it's
hair was made of long tentacles and he had several larger one's protruding
from his back. It had a cunt on it's forehead and it's fingers were also
tentacles. A great mane of fur surrounded it's waist and a monstrous cock of
about four feet in length and easily a foot in diameter rose from the mass of
fur. It glared at him with it's glowing red eyes and chuckled to itself. 
	"Puny human, you should have minded your own business," it said. 
	Duke froze in terror as he felt one of the tentacles move it's way up his
pants leg. "No!" he screamed as he intensified his struggle.
	The creature pulled him close and gazed into his eyes. "Now watch as I fuck
this girl and make her my eternal slave."
	"You keep your filthy hand's off her!" cried Duke angrily as he struggled.
One of the tentacles finally made it and thrusted up his ass. He screamed in
pain and writhed angrily tightening his buttocks in a desperate attempt to
force it out. Another larger and grotesquely swollen tentacle actually
enveloped his own dick in the slit at the end of it's head as his pants were
torn from his body. He screamed again and one of the monster's hair tentacles
forced it's way into his mouth. 
	Duke glared at the monster as it moved the barely conscious Hire close to him
and forced her legs open. That was when he bit down, hard.
	The monster screamed in pain as the tentacles holding Duke clenched tight
cutting off his circulation and breathing. He was lifted into the air and
slammed into the ground. "For that you die!" cried the monster as it pulled
the dazed boy up to it's face again. 
	That was the opportunity he had been waiting for. Duke pulled his head back
and slammed it into the monster's forehead causing he beast to stagger back.
The tentacle on his right arm uncoiled and the others loosened. Duke reached
back and punched the monster dead in the face as it recovered from the first
blow. The tentacles caught his arms and legs again and he thrust his head
forward. This time however he clamped his teeth down hard on the monsters
neck. It howled in rage as Duke felt the skin break and the hot rancid blood
poured into his mouth. He let it run down his face and increased the pressure
as the thing tried to pull him off his neck. Finally Duke found the strength
to bite completely through. The monster's blood was shooting from it's neck in
a rhythmic spurt as it's heart pumped the blood.  It growled and Duke fell to
the ground roughly as the tentacles dropped him and the girl.
	"Fool! I'll destroy you and kill the girl now!" It screamed standing directly
over him.
	Duke smiled and kicked his foot straight up and into the monster's huge sack.
The thing doubled over in pain and hundreds of tentacles rushed towards the
boy. He dodged around many of them and punched the monster in the gut before
he was caught by around twenty hard blows. Each tentacle felt like an
oversized whip stinging at his face and body. He collapsed in the corner and
staggered to his feet again. The girl lay on her side watching helplessly as
she was paralyzed with fear. Duke looked over and saw something in her eyes; a
glimmer of hope. He steeled himself and glared at the monster as it stood
waiting for him.
	"I will make you suffer for that," said the thing as all of it's tentacles
reared back for an attack.
	"Talk, Talk," muttered Duke under his breath.
	A single flash of light formed over the bed. The creature was momentarily
distracted by it and Duke rushed forward and kneed it in the gut. He was
backhanded away and slammed into the wall near the ceiling. He came down on
the bed and bounced onto the floor roughly.
	The monster smiled and spit on him. "I'll fuck the girl and kill you next,"
it said.
	Duke said nothing and just lie in pain. Then he saw something sitting on the
ground near him. He could not believe his eyes. There was a Kodachi and a
Katana sitting on the ground just beside the monster's feet. They were tied to
a red chord and glowing with a faint blue energy. The monster reached for Hire
and turned to see him lunging for the weapons.
	"No you don't!" it cried as thirty of the whip like appendages raced towards
him. He rolled and slashed at the air in a single stroke as he reached the
blades and unsheathed them as he went.
	When he stopped he noticed that he was holding the Kodachi downward like a
knife. He had never trained in a weapons style before, but the blades still
felt good in his hands. He returned the sword to it's hilt after wiping it on
the remains of his pants absent mindedly. Pieces of the monsters appendages
fell to the ground messily around him and the monster grit it's teeth in pain.
	The creature snarled as he pulled the Katana from it's hilt. "All right ugly
let's dance," said Duke coldly. 
	The monster lunged forward and slashed at him with it's arm. He rolled under
the strike clumsily and took a swipe with the blade. He missed and realized
that he was not trained to use them. He'd just have to wing it. To his credit,
Duke did have more common sense than your average anime hero. He did not
charge the monster blindly while yelling. He backed away defensively with the
blade held protecting his chest. The monster closed very slowly and jabbed at
him with the tentacles carefully. He did lose a few, but he could grow them
back in his own realm. 
	Duke watched the monster carefully. It narrowed it's eyes and hesitated in a
step. Duke saw an opening, he lunged forward in a downward swipe that cut the
main cock off at the base. The creature started to howl in pain when he
performed a quick reverse strike that spilled the thing's guts on the floor,
Duke continued the spin completely turning around and the follow through took
the top half of the monster's head off. It was a clumsy and ungraceful
maneuver, but that didn't matter; it was effective.
	The smaller creatures emerged from the shadows in shock and screeched at Duke
as he stood holding the sword offensively towards them. He positioned himself
between them and Hire and growled. They looked at their fallen master's
remains and scurried off into the darkness outside.
	Duke turned to see the monster sinking slowly beneath the ground and he
grabbed the remains of the dick and the top if it's head and lifted them up
off the ground to keep them. "I gotta have proof," he muttered as he placed
them on a desk that sat nearby.
	Hire sat naked in the corner and sobbed uncontrollably as she watched the
things vanish in one way or another. The boy looked at her after he placed the
remains off the ground; with that he collapsed.
	"No! Don't leave me!" she gasped as she rushed to his side.
	"Nah, I'm just resting," he muttered. He looked badly beaten and had bruises
and small cuts all over his face, he could feel the warmth of the blood
pooling from the wounds to his ass and his mouth was swollen and sore. He
laughed and brushed some goo of the side of her face before passing out.

	"A sword!? Is that all you can do?" cried the lost soul as it watched the
pool with the goddess of fate.
	"I have given him all I can. It is no ordinary sword, it will injure
anything. It is indestructible and it's power increases with his emotions.
The Kodachi disguises the presence of things, including him and the weapons so
that he may always carry them; besides he will find other help and weapons,
this first encounter will be the most dangerous. The swords also contain the
most basic skills for using them. If he trains he will be able to defend
himself easily," said Fate.
	"-If- he trains? Can't you just bring him back?" asked the soul desperately.
	"No, It would cause to much disruption here. Not only because of his return,
but also because it would weaken the dimensional wall between the worlds. That
would mean those things could appear in our world as well," said the goddess.
"The door only swings one way I'm afraid."
	"But..." stammered the soul in shocked horror. 
	"I'm afraid there is not much else I can do for him, the lesser of two evils,
you must understand that. I am sorry. I am fortunate to do this much. I am not
the Goddess of fate in that realm. She does seem to like her new...toy."

	Duke woke up in a strange looking bed. Hire sat looking at him sadly and her
face brightened up immediately as he woke. "Mom! dad!"
	A few moments later Hire was standing with two new people over him. He could
barely move. The woman looked at him sadly. Duke smiled slightly, "Does it
really look that bad?" he asked painfully.
	"Who are you?" asked the large man as he glared at him distrustingly.
	"Robert, you can call me Duke," said the boy with a small chuckle. "You don't
trust me do you?" 
	"You come into my daughter's room armed with a blade that I cannot touch and
save her from demons. You tell me," said the man gruffly. "For all I know you
created those things."
	"Dear!" said the mother in shock. Hire just sat quietly next to Duke and
watched, seemingly detached.
	"He's right, but I wouldn't rape myself; I suppose he wouldn't know that
though. I'll just say I've seen things like this before, just never dealt with
them directly," Duke tried to rise and failed miserably as his body screamed
in pain.
	"How did you know my daughter was being attacked?" asked the man as he
relaxed slightly.
	"I saw them following her in the alleyway, then they were crawling through
the window of your home. I put two and two together and couldn't walk away,"
said Duke with a lopsided grin. 
	"I thank you, I didn't believe her until I saw those horrible things sitting
on the desk," said the mother with tears in her eyes.
	"Why?" said the girl as she finally spoke.
	"Not sure, I just couldn't let it happen to anyone. I had to fight it, I
can't stand the thought of things like that happening," said the boy with a
shrug. It was the only movement he had made since he woke that didn't hurt.
	"You may stay here until you recuperate, three days at the most. Then I ask
that you move on," said the man gruffly. The girl sat emotionlessly and the
mother gave the man a disapproving stare. "Three days," he repeated sternly at
his wife.
	"I thank you sir," said Duke placidly. He didn't care for the man very much
right now, but he wasn't out on the street for three days. He knew the things
would return soon. Hopefully after he recovered.
	
	Duke sat alone with the girl after the parents walked out of the room. They
were no doubt nearby and possibly even eaves dropping. "So, I didn't get your
name."
	"Hire," replied the girl calmly as she stared at him neutrally.
	"Not much of a conversationalist are you?" said the boy with a smirk.
	"You are a gaijin, why would I speak to you?" she asked.
	"Oh, the honor system thing. I get it now, too good to speak to someone even
when they save your ass? It's OK I understand," said Duke with his smirk never
disappearing.
	"You could never understand. I want you gone, as soon as possible," said the
girl calmly. She said it as if she was giving the time of day.
	"Snooty little..." muttered Duke as he glanced around the room casually. He
noticed the two blades where still in the middle of the floor where he had
dropped them. "You just left them there? Isn't that dangerous?" 
	"We...could not move them," said the girl as calmly as ever. She gave a
hateful little stare at the two blades. Duke started to roll on his side and
was beginning to reach for the nearest one despite the pain when it shot off
the floor and into his waiting hand. The girl's eyes went wide and she gasped
slightly. 
	Duke almost screamed as well, but some how the pain of being on his side and
the speed at which the event happened allowed him to keep his cool. He turned
to face the girl. "Look, just between you and me; I understand that you can't
ever date with me or anything because I'm a foreigner and all. That doesn't
mean I don't understand your honor system to some degree. I have a few friends
from over here. To put it simply, your holier than thou attitude is pissing me
off. I didn't have to save you. I could have kept going and never looked back;
I didn't so I saved that precious honor of yours and all that royal blood you
obviously think you have from an eternity of servitude to that thing that came
through your closet. You don't have to like me, I'm not here to date you or
even hang out. You could show a little gratitude OK? I'm not asking for much,
just stop talking down to me like I'm a peasant. I promise as soon as I can
move around again I'll be out of your home."
	Hire frowned and nodded slightly. "I apologize," she said emotionlessly.
	The girl stood and walked calmly out of the room. "Keep acting like that and
I'll have to call you Rei," he said as she walked out the door. She stopped
and gave him a hard glare just before walking out. "I think I see why they
chose her for this little deal. What a bitch."
TBC...


	Where the hell did this come from? A friend of mine made me watch La Blue
girl and Twin dolls over at his house. He worships the dark side of anime. It
was disgusting, yet somehow intriguing. A few days later I was playing Duke
Nukem and watching the evil dead trilogy when this idea came. [Some times you
shouldn't do two cool things in one night, that's how this kind of stuff gets
born.] BTW Duke Nukem is where Robert got his nick name. For some strange
reason that I can't explain I didn't want his real name to be Duke; even
though that's what he'll go by for the rest of the fic. He's what I got when I
crossed Ash with Duke and subtracted about seven years. Don't worry he's still
in his pre-I'm sick of getting my ass kicked by these monsters stage. He'll
shape up and get cool real quick, including the machoistic view of the babes.
Just as Duke did, he'll steal cool lines from lots of places.