It was buried at the back of the garden, underneath a rather
tasteless garden feature of a vaguely Asian style dog statue.
A small box, silver. After some fooling around in the shed,
I managed to pry off the lid.
Inside were a couple of devices, one of them vaguely looking
like a coiled spring wrapped around a pole, the other a knob that could twist
either direction.
I couldn’t find a power source, or anywhere to attach one,
and I assumed it was just junk.
That is, until I held the spring and turned the knob.
Then I knew.
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