Trivial · Inland Empire ≥ 0
Drawn by regret. Stop, before you hurt yourself with the Tutti Frutti wrapper. Throw it away, please.
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Drawn by regret. Stop, before you hurt yourself with the Tutti Frutti wrapper. Throw it away, please.
Of course you do. You don't even know what it is you're feeling, but you can feel it. That's the mark of a true Remote Viewer...
The time has come to connect to RVD HQ. By establishing a connection you'll have proved yourself worthy as a Remote Viewer...
Ignore the lieutenant. He's never connected with anything para-natural. You're on different planes, metaphysically speaking.
Acknowledged. Connection established. BZZZZT. Welcome aboard, Remote Viewer. You are a special man, and definitely not imagining it.
... must have been... para-natural static. Ghosts... in the wires... Kill the connection... BZZZZT.
Can it be? We haven't heard that name in ages. Welcome to the RVD, Firewalker. BZZZZZT. You are a special man, and definitely not imagining it.
Now, the time has come for you to be inducted into the ranks of the Remote Viewers Division.
Close your eyes. Reach out with your feelings. There's something para-natural at play here.
It takes time to block out the sounds of the world. But once you do, it's like you're on a wavelength. Not like any natural wavelength. No. There seems to be something on the other end, if only you could listen closely enough...
Another identity misplaced... There must be some cosmic conspiracy afoot!
That patch of reeds over there -- it's a great place to hide something. Kind of out of the way, being so close to the water.
Nothing. Just a hunch. The hunch passes, leaving you there, by the old buoy bobbing in the water. Time to go.
This isn't funny... you have a bad feeling about this one.