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Hiawatha National Forest
UP, Michigan
March 24th 2035
Redhawk left his truck and started walking toward the portal. The cold snap a few days ago had caused the maple trees to slow their spring bloom. Cell phone in his back pocket, Redhawk carried the drum his grandfather and given to him on his sixteenth birthday. He was told to use it when he had a deep question about life.
“The beating of the drum will call forth the spirits from the other world. They will open your eyes to the truth,” his grandfather told him.
Reaching the place where the portal had been, Redhawk dimly felt a sense of an intelligent presence. Perhaps residual energy remains; this is a good sign.
The afternoon sun was descending in the west. He beat the drum three times, repeated the ritual two more times, and
