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“I heard that there is some sort of spiritual Sage
over in Arkansas somewhere that has answers. I was told that those
that seek the Sage will find the Sage. I decided to check it
out.”
    Tom gave a little chuckle, and pulled out the
bottle of whiskey, and passed it to George. George took a swig and
passed it back to Tom.
    “ Don’t believe everything you
hear. What is this ‘Sage’ supposed to have answers to?” Tom asked.
He took out two more Pall Malls, and offered one to George, putting
the other one in his own mouth.
    “ I have been seeing some weird
stuff, strange creatures and such, which seem to be behind a lot of
the things that most people see as normal events.” George said. “I
am looking for why I see these things, why the average person does
not, and what we can do about it all.”
    “ Join the party. That is pretty
much why we are traveling as well.” Tom said. “Between intelligent
storms, unseen clawed creatures in the night, spontaneous
combustions, transformative diseases and Lycanthromorphs, my days
have gotten way too exciting to suit me. Well, if you want to
travel with us for a bit, I guess Bailey has already placed his
vote.” Bailey thumped his tail twice against the floorboard in
agreement.
    “ Thanks. I would be happy to
travel with you.” George said. “When are you planning to get going
again?”
    “ I think that we may stay here
tonight, and get started early in the morning. I love rain, and I
don’t want to waste it on driving.” Tom said. “Why don’t you go on
back there and find yourself a bunk for the night?”
    “ Sounds good to me.” George
sighed. “I am getting a bit sleepy now.” George got up and headed
back into the bed area of the RV.
    Tom continued to sit and enjoy the rain for
the next hour and a half, when it finally cut to a drizzle, and
soon after, it stopped. By this time Tom had a pleasant buzz going,
and so he sat and watched as the skies cleared up. It was well into
the evening by that time, and the stars were bright and
numerous.
    As he watched, several of the point source
lights that he had assumed to be stars began to move around in the
heavens, some moving slow, some moving fast, moving in circles and
moving in grid patterns, moving straight up, moving as things
alive. After a while, one of the lights descended, until it was
hovering just a few tens of feet above the rest stop, before
finally zipping off at extreme speed to the west.
    After a while, the lights in the sky found
somewhere else to be. Tom went back to the little bedroom he had
picked out to call his, and Bailey did his best imitation of a dog
rug at the foot of the bed. Tom mused about the events and changes
brought about by the day, and soon he was sleeping.
    Tom is sitting in shadow, and a
Shadow speaks to him. “You will find some Truths with your company,
and after, you will find other truths in other company. This is not
the time to try to steer your destiny.”
    Tom sees light and darkness, flame
and ice, he hears silence and thunder, he feels pain and pleasure.
All of these things, and others that he cannot define he
experiences in the shadow of the speaking Shadow.
    “ The gates shall threaten to swing
wide soon. For the first time, you will determine the fate of this
world. If the gate opens, the final death will enter this
world.”
    Tom awoke, and rubbed his eyes as he thought
about the dream. He took a glance at the clock, to discover that it
was now 4:00 AM, the early hours of the dark of the morning. Five
minutes later, he also discovered that George had awakened at that
same time, and that George had nearly the same dream during the
night that Tom had.
    Tom brewed a pot of coffee, yet another perk
of driving an RV. George and he sat down, and discussed the
ramifications of recent events, interesting comparisons and sundry
theories. Tom theorized that George was a ‘Watcher’ like himself,
based on the similarities in their lives. Both of them had no
memories of