was recovering nicely. The posthypnotic suggestions implanted by the aliens
that had caused my seizure had some nice side effects.
After I regained consciousness, I felt as though I had a steady Quaalude
drip flowing directly into my brain. I forgave the aliens for making me
writhe on the floor. And the back problems Id had since the accident
seemed to have disappeared. I seemed to be completely healed.
Scott told me about Dirk talking to him from
the TV. It sounded like something Dirk would
do and Scott assured me that it was Dirk all right; apparently, he
knew stuff about Scott only Dirk would know. I
asked Scott what that stuff was, but Scott wouldnt tell me.
So I guess that just about explains everything, Scott said,
after summing up the story.
It does not, I said. Sometimes Scott could be so exasperating.
What do you mean? Scott said, somewhat defensively.
What about Frank? I asked. None of us have seen him
since the vampire episode, and yet someone
is using his email address every now and
again.
But Dirk explained that. The aliens used timeline clones . . .
For Dirk, maybe. He didnt say anything about Frank.
Well, I just assumed . . .
Scott . . . Scott . . .
I was suddenly very tired. Dont forget Frank, Scott, I said. Dont forget Frank.
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