Tuesday 17 September 2013

The First Step

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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