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 He’d finally returned from work, something in him making him inexplicably excited to come home that day.  Slowly opening the door to view the entryway and living room, Flake looked around, curiously finding no sign of his lover.  Standing up straight and walking into the house, he silently closed the door behind him.  Till was nowhere in sight reading, cleaning or cooking; he didn’t hear the telltale vibrations in the house of Till drumming in the basement, nor was it immediately apparent that Till was working on something by the lack of his singing. “Till?”  Flake enquired to the empty space, receiving no response f