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      7:15 pm Knox, I'm near the tallest lamp post on the sidewalk.  Waiting...   Where are you? This place is crowded with too many cars, can't spot yours  😞 No sooner have I fired the texts than I notice gray dots linger on the left bottom of the screen. And they keep lingering...fo r one second and then the other and another - my heartbeat speed shoots up high with every passing second until I hear honking from a familiar car and it gets normal. I open the already-open door for me a little wider and make myself comfortable in the seat next to the driver's seat.  "Sorry to keep you waiting," Knox says as an acknowledgment. "No problemo! Where are we teleporting to?"  He laughs hard and answers with half words and half laughter. "it's umm...surprise!"  "Okay, I can see the route" I laugh at how naive Knox could be sometimes. "uh-oh! erm...continue reading that novel you're hiding then; to keep your eyes off the road an...

     (Sequel to "I'm gonna quit writing...") I knock twice on the door and wait for an answer, which I don't get any time soon. "Knox! Are you there?" No answer. My eagerness to see my friend whom I haven't met for a month, or probably two gets me to break into his house to check in on him.  But I can sense an element of danger. Things don't look like they're where I last saw them in his apartment. Besides, I cannot recollect when I last gave him a visit, or where and when we'd last seen each other, my wrecked skull doesn't let me... I cough his name out. His living room is bathed in the dust almost making the air opaque. "kn-oh-oh-x-uh-uh" "Yes?" "Yes?" The echo gives me relief and I turn back hopefully, only to realize that it wasn't an echo..! My headache reaches me within a fraction of a second and I can vaguely visualize a tall lamp post on a sidewalk and the blurred image fades away as instantly as...