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Dacque was prepared for his visit with Zianos before two forty-five on Friday afternoon and almost counted the seconds as he waited in his easy chair for the spirit to reveal itself. The wait was short-lived. He spotted the spirit materializing on the sofa near him. “Welcome to my humble abode.”
“Thank you. I have been here many times before, but it is nice to finally be able to reveal my presence to you and speak with you.”
“I second that motion. Are we ready to listen to the CD from my early incarnation with Ra-Ta?”
“I’m ready if you are.”
Dacque walked over to the CD player in his entertainment center and pressed the play button.
“I would now like you to once again,” Eyeonthepast’s voice came through loud and clear, “picture yourself back in the gently sloping tunnel you were i
