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The e-mail Iris sent yesterday has arrived.
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The e-mail Iris sent yesterday has arrived.

Since Don lost the e-mails are beginning to show up. This just in from Iris... (Time stamped Wed, 27 Aug 2003 16:01:46 -0700, but I was in they e-mail program and it just arrived at 9:10 AM Eastern August 28...)

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Oh my god! My mind is reeling with what happened this afternoon and I just cannot even begin to tell you how I am shaking.

I went to the library with the statue and found that it was already fairly
crowded with people for the Mars Day celebration. Everyone seemed to be in such a good mood and the library was all festooned with garlands and posters.
There was even this elaborate food table set out with everything ranging from cookies and punch to more substantial foods like sandwiches and potato salads. I swear, if I had not known that some very messed up things were happening, I would have thought this was just a normal happy day. It was positively surreal!

I tried to sneak in without being seen, but found that the area leading to the downstairs storage area was closed off. As I considered whether to sneak down anyway, Mrs. Dobbs spotted me and literally ran to my side and ushers me around to various people. I tried many times to get away, but she insisted on introducing me to anyone who would listen. As Mrs. Dobbs continued to socialize (the whole time keeping one hand on my arm so tightly that it began to hurt!), I tried to watch the area leading to the downstairs. It soon became apparent that something was very wrong. I was disturbed because there were men carrying things down there, like tool boxes, extension cords and so on. I did not recognize them, nor did I see any identifying symbols on their clothes, but I am sure you know as well as I why they were there!

After a half an hour I finally confronted Mrs. Dobbs and asked her about the men. She told me, "Tomorrow, we will start the work down there that we had to put off. Isn't that wonderful?" The news, as you can imagine, hit me like a hammer and I found I could say nothing, I was so crushed. Eventually I broke free from the gathering and headed toward the area in back. I stopped between the bookshelves not far from the door where I could watch without being easily overseen. I leaned against one of the bookshelves to catch my breath and as I stood there, I suddenly began to have a vision.

I saw Sarah standing before me and she was speaking, "You have returned, but it is so, so late. There are things that must be done and sacrifices to be made. There is no more time for secrecy or allusion." I was transfixed and could no longer see the surroundings of the library. All there was around me was darkness, with Sarah standing before me. "Dale, my brother, must be restored." There was a quick flash, like a TV set picture scrambling and going to static for a brief second. I remember saying, "Sarah, what is wrong?"

Sarah replied after a moment, "It is these men, these strangers down here; they have come to destroy me." There was more static. "Go, I will use the pathway that has opened to talk to you. Keep the statue with you. It is one of the k . . ."

It was then, in mid-sentence that her image faded all together. "Sarah?" I
called out, "Sarah?"

"Sarah?" I heard someone, Mrs. Dobbs, say from behind me. "What are you talking about, dear?" Her tone of voice was sweet and warm, but I found that I could not speak. I just looked at her in horror and ran out of the library.

So here I am, sitting on my bed in Phyllis's house, holding this statue in my lap as if it will disappear if I do not maintain physical contact with it.
The implications of what Sarah has told me has set my mind upside down and I cannot settle on any one thing long enough to make sense of it. I can only hope that all of you can!

Iris


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