The Journey To HR, Part 82!

We landed….somewhere.

“Yep, we have us some Mr. T stickers!” I proclaimed while waving them around like a wild man.

The ape grabbed for them, but I pulled them away.

“No, no, NO! We must preserve the integrity of the stickers. They cannot be opened!”

The ape scowled and moved away.

Star Child Two appeared.

It was making funny sounds.

Dash-dot-dot-dot.

Dot.

Dot-dash.

Dash-dot-dash-dot.

Dash-dash-dash.

Dash-dot.

Something from my far past clicked.

“Deacon?” I asked.

Star Child Two trembled.

“The religious one or John Deacon?” I asked while gazing lovingly at the stickers.

Star Child Two trembled some more and repeated its funny sounds.

Dash-dot-dot-dot.

Dot.

Dot-dash.

Dash-dot-dash-dot.

Dash-dash-dash.

Dash-dot.

The whooshing sound began again.
The ape disappeared.

“Whew,” I said. “Didn’t know how much longer I could keep him integral to what’s going on here.”

Star Child Two nodded and repeated those funny sounds yet again.

This time I listened.

“Oh. BEACON!” I said, quite happy with myself.

Then I remembered why the word “beacon” meant something to me.

I shuddered.

Then I went back on course.

“You think we should do something with a beacon just so we can screw up Bob’s story?” I asked Star Child Two.

It nodded.

The whooshing sound began again.

I next found myself in water.

LOTS of water.

“Well, here’s to swimmin’ with bow-legged women.” I said.

Star Child Two, hovering above the water, nodded.