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Issue 11 Episode 11:

Old hand crafted eye wear with special lenses sitting on an open book displaying an old map.Ichabode yanks the glasses off of his head and starts waving them violently in the air. “Wha wha what in the Harry Canary Potter kinda sorcery is this? Where did I.. I.. I.. just g..g..go??” “This go.. go.. goes against all no.. no.. known laws of physics. It showed m.. m.. me things I sh.. sh.. shouldn’t have be.. been able to see. It also made my body feel like it wa.. wa.. was actually there.” Suddenly, the perplexed look on Ichabodes face starts to relax, his jaw drops and his forehead starts to feel lighter. “I felt the sun on my face, the wind in my hair and smelled fresh morning dew in the unpolluted air.” As he starts to recall his experience, the pressure that he’s felt for most of his life on his frontal lobe starts to dissipate. He then turns his head to twist his neck, and as it cracks, the muscle tension all over his body starts to relax. His shoulders drop down, his arms go limp and a subtle transformation occurs on his face. His once pointed down eyebrows are now arched with numbing pleasure and a smile cracks as he continues to speak. “It was beautiful. I found myself at the bottom of an ancient hill, with a line of large megalithic stones scattered along it’s base. Then there was another about half way up. They could have been ruins, some kind of prehistoric wall!” Ichabode is feeling a fire inside of his soul, you can hear and feel the excitement in his voice building. “In the middle of the stone ruins was a very smooth ramp, it was flanked by gigantic obelisks and led to a gateway halfway up the hill. Beyond that gateway were steps that led to the top of the hill where another set of obelisks stood, and directly behind them was a magnificent pyramid. What really got my attention was the thriving Native village that was settled all around it!” Ichabode then felt a strange calm and stopped speaking. Everyone was quiet and just still. “Why are you all looking at me like that” He asks with confusion. Khonsu replies “Are you listening to yourself?” “Duh, hello! I can hear just fine ya know.” Then suddenly, a spark of amazement lights up his eyes. “O – M – G, OH EM GEE, oh my goodness, I’m not stuttering! … I’m not stuttering anymore!” Akasha stands up all teary eyed and starts clapping her hands, everyone else follows. She then leads them all up to Ichabode where a huge group hug takes place. As she hugs him tightly she whispers into his ear, “You’re starting to remember.”

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