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Sixteen
Jef Herring opened the door slightly to the lodge office and peeked inside. Then he walked in and closed the door. After a while the people outside could hear a couple of hollars, one or two screams and three "Oh my gods!" About 5 minutes later 20 after he first walked in Jef peeked his head out the door and motioned to Mr. Bemis' Clone who was standing nearby; then he ducked back inside the door as the Clone headed for the Jeep to get the "change agents."
The Clone hussled back and tapped on the door. It opened slightly and a hand appeared, grabbed them and suddenly the door closed tightly again. By now the party atmosphere had died down. Everybody became very quiet and thoughtful. Lollie was still over in the corner typing on her computer. Mr. Bemis was in another corner smoking a Tiparillo and explaining something to the Clone who was vigorously shaking his head up and down and smiling. David Block was taking some aspirin for his headache. The only ones still going strong were Judy and Black Belt who were yapping in another corner. In general people were concerned about Polly; who she was? What she was doing? Was she ok? Time ticked by slowly; after another half hour Jef Herring walked out the door. Everybody looked at him. Lollie even stopped typing for 12 seconds. "What happened with the change agents?" Judy asked.
"I don't know... I can't explain it. I don't think they worked. I don't know. It's not important...." Jef said in a distant tone. It sounded almost like he had been hypnotized himself. A couple minutes later Eugene and Pashen walked out.
"Simply incredible!" Pashen was heard to say. She looked a bit starry eyed herself. Eugene had a huge smile on his face as he walked back into the party, but in general there was a lot of tension in the air, not that you could cut it with a knife, but still....
Then Polly walked out. She carried a bunch of papers. Everyone learned later that through a lot of hard work she had actually discovered the original ten commandments, the shroud of Turin or at least something that appeared to look a lot like it, the HOLY GRAIL as well as the original copy of the Bible.
Everyone patted her on the back and congratulated her. "This is a miracle." Judy kept saying over and over. Everyone started hugging and celebrating again. It got even wilder than the first time. Some little girl that looked like my daughter was teaching Mr. Bemis to do cartwheels....... and he was doing them ..... successfully.... with ease! There was simply so much energy and power emanating from these documents that the room was a glow. There has never been anything like it before and probably never will be again.
Jonathan "the peaceman" was smiling knowingly in the corner. "Well dudes I guess I've done my job. You don't need me around here now I guess." Karen K ran over pushed him back in his chair and shoved a piece of delicious Boston Creme Pie in his face.
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| Preface | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |
| 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 || Alan | Bette | Mr. Bemis | Mr. Bemis' Clone | Black Belt | BonBon | David |
| Donatello | Duckman | Eugene | Jason P. | Jef | Jonathon | Judy | Lollie | Karen |
| Pashen | Penelope | Polly | Q | Sue | Tammy | Terry Cloth | Tony Robbins |
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