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So, after leaving Cosmo in his upstate New York retreat, I hustled back to Saint Francis and began systematically plugging all my facts, assumptions and out-and-out wild-ass guesses into my hypothesis. The once laborious chore was made a whole lot easier by virtue of the fact that most of the data could be formatted and plugged into my computer. It's an Apple and, as the high tech world of electronics goes, a somewhat outdated piece of gear. Nevertheless, it has become such an integral part of my life that I consider it, in order of importance, right along with the other items in the E.G. Wages never-go-anywhere-without-it survival kit. |
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It's virtually impossible to read every item about every bizarre incident that goes on in our old world on any given day. So, pushing my theory a little, I confined myself to two geographical areas. I did this on the assumption that the "things" (because I don't know what to call them at this point in time) would pop up somewhere similar to the areas in which the previous events had been recorded. I plotted two possible locations, equidistant from the site of the incident at the Coalition commune. |
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Admittedly, these were arbitrary locations at best, but they seemed logical to me. One of the locations would be Camp-town, Mainebut that would require the "things" to cross water. So far there wasn't |
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