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gone_byebyeFrom here.
There is a moment between waking and sleeping when everything in the world goes very funny and swimmy indeed. Imagine, if you will, that an entire room full of electronica and Sumerian markings on the walls goes swimmy at once.
And then imagine that it resolidifies, and a bunch of human figures are suddenly there where none were before, and all the electronics are going off as if there were no tomorrow.
That is what happens in room 2342.
"Head count?" called Ray, turning about to check on the others with his lightsabre still in his hand. "Everybody still with us?"
There is a moment between waking and sleeping when everything in the world goes very funny and swimmy indeed. Imagine, if you will, that an entire room full of electronica and Sumerian markings on the walls goes swimmy at once.
And then imagine that it resolidifies, and a bunch of human figures are suddenly there where none were before, and all the electronics are going off as if there were no tomorrow.
That is what happens in room 2342.
"Head count?" called Ray, turning about to check on the others with his lightsabre still in his hand. "Everybody still with us?"
