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Chapter Fourteen
A week had passed since my last meeting with Gideon
and Marla. Christmas was only a few days away and we, like
many other families, were preparing for the occasion. Barely
able to afford a tree, we settled for a sorry-looking specimen
and spent most of the remaining weekend hanging ornaments,
lights and decorations. Tired but pleased that we were able to
make the most of what we had, I fell into bed exhausted.
I must scarcely have fallen asleep when, all of a sudden,
I was wide awake again. Being awake this time, however,
was somewhat different. I appeared to be floating in the
air. Disorienting as this seemed at first, I somehow felt a
sense of curiosity and freedom. Gazing down, I saw my body
lying peacefully asleep between the sheets yet, I was vibrantly
awake, conscious and able to think. I peered around me and
found the room as I knew it. I seemed to have a body, but it
was much lighter than the one I was accustomed to. Perhaps I
had died, I thought, yet I felt more alive than ever. I was beginning
to panic when a voice from within my head seemed to
speak. “Look behind you, John,” it said.
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