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Show 110. Chic poked at his head with his forefinger. "With our combined mental energy. Psychokinesis!" "Psycho what?" "Mind over matter! We fill the air with these pulsating electrical impulses from our brains - " he gestured out from his head with both hands showing JD how the waves of signals would emanate into space.. "Oh, brother!" JD rolled his eyes heavenward. "I suppose I'm gonna get sucked into this." "Of course you are! When shall we do it? When will you have a Saturday night?" "Who knows? Look, Chic, you plan to have the whole school in on this?" "Oh . . . a dozen or so. The Renegade staff, Stephanie and Carol Sue, who else?" "It's your party." Back on the sidewalk again, heading toward Marvin's garage, Chic asked JD to stop by the shop a minute. "I've got an article on the Zeti Reticuli System you might want for your term paper, and I wanta show you something else." The "something else" was what interested JD the most. Once inside, Chic pulled a map out of a drawer in the work bench. "I sent to the Geological Survey in Washington, D.C., for this." "What is it?" "A magnetic map of this part of Wyoming. This," Chic traced a line he'd marked in ink, "is the nearest magnetic fault line to Red Butte. And this pinpoint, almost on it, is Dougan's pasture!" JD waited for the explanation he hoped was coming. "You see," Chic began, "I read in this book that if you wanted to see a UFO--" "And you want to see one!" JD interrupted, realizing for the first time how much Chic wanted it. " - you should find a magnetic fault line and be there after nine o'clock at night. This guy even says choose a Wednesday or Saturday night for the greatest success." "He sounds like a crackpot," JD said, immediately sensitive to his own ridicule. |