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NARRATIVE WRITTEN BY TICK: Would someone tell me what in the world is going on. Who are all you strange people and why are you looking at me? I was out taking my daily walk when “poof” I ended up in this strange scene standing next to this stupid rock. Where is Forest. I can’t see Forest for the trees. This field is pretty lush and that old house doesn’t look like much to me. I think it is going to start raining and I don’t have an umbrella or a clue where I am. Hello! Hellloooooooo! Well finally you answered me. What a strange man you are. What do you mean I have been manipulated. I have had women manipulate me all my life and I didn’t end up in the middle of............Ohio, you say? You look like some sort of Redneck Scientist to me. What do you mean they call you the “Brilliant, but eccentric JimnoeinsteinboB.” You say you prefer “The Great Manipulator.” Good luck with that one. By the way, how can this be Ohio? I don’t see a Buckeye anywhere. Cows? What cows? You say they will vote on whether I stay here or not? Now I know you’re nuts. Whoever heard of voting cows. If that were the case Hillary wouldn’t be losing. Next thing you know you will tell me gas prices are going down. I think your stairway is missing to your balcony. Voting cows!! I ran into some ducks, geese, egrets, eagles or some kind of birds during the “poof” and they all said they were headed for Caedes. I have no idea where that is, but I’ve been told I was headed for Hades. Something about a handbasket. I want out of here. I want to go home. Ohio is not for me. Hey, here comes a guy in a car–maybe he will give me a ride. I need a ride to Missouri mister. Gee, thanks. I haven’t rode in an Edsel in years. Everything should be fine now. Wait, where are you going, that sign said something about Cleveland. That’s the wrong way. Help! Help!