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He had been afraid that this time would come; and it was with great trepidation that he burst through the doors of St. Mungos. The two officers had showed up at the shop and he had immediately followed, only pausing long enough to flip the sign on the door to Closed, and to lock the doors. The news that they had bought him was not good. Artemis had finally been found, but she was not in good condition.

There was only one person standing at the desk, and as Brett ran up, they stepped to the side. "Please." He panted. "Artemis Chosen. Where is she?" His face was set in a look of fear and panic. Never had he felt like this. He had agonized over what had happened to her, but had never found anything to give the slightest inkling as to where she had disappeared to. And now, there had been word that she had been found. Alive, thankfully, but for how long...that remained a mystery.

The witch receptionist at the front desk gave him a cool once-over and lowered her eyes to the directory in front of her. Brett's fists clenched. Didn't she realize how important this was? Why was she moving so slow? He wanted to yell 'hurry up!' but didn't dare.

The receptionist looked up, lips moving with the location of the woman. With a hurried 'thank you', Brett set off at a brisk pace.