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Author's Note: The first part of this story was previously published on the blog. You can find it here.
Back at the house, I managed to pass
through the door on the third try.
"So was I killed here? In the
house?" I asked Darius.
He flopped to the floor and stretched
out. His tail thumped against the floor in a manner I took to mean he was
thinking.
"Yes, I believe you were. I wasn't
around at the time."
I stared at him for a moment, waiting
for him to go on. He stared back at me.
"And?" I prompted.
"And what?" he said.
"And where were you?"
He sighed. "I was out doing
business. It's not like I have any obligation to see what you were up to at all
hours of the day, Roy.”
"What business was it you were
doing?"
"My own." He gave his tail a
mighty thump.
"Okay. But I was alive when you
left?'
He sighed. "You had gone out. When
I arrived later, you were transitioning into a Monad in the bathroom."
