The Numerics of Fantasy
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Foreword
That night, something was different. It did not make you uneasy so much as curious. It was as though the answer was on the very tip of your tongue but you could not grasp it. The air felt different. There was a chill in the air that was not unusual for the season except unlike the other nights, it made the little hairs on the back of your neck stand on end in some freakish anticipation.
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