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Quack?”
    “No, of course not. That would be absurd.”
    “It may seem so, but without the Beings, the world may have very well remained like that. Do you get what I am trying to say?”
    “Yes I suppose I follow.”
    “And that is why we will fight. That is why we will not let some Alien race, no matter how advanced they are, come in and push us around, take away our freedoms, and tell us how to live. No matter what Ani Rudh said about peace and working together, all his race wants to do is take away our freedom, take away your ability to speak what is on our minds. He wants to tell you what to say, how to be, how to live. He wants to use you to spread his message, to get the people on his side.”
    “So what do we do?”
    “The Intelligent Beings will never let them control us. The Aliens may have their advanced technology, but they do not have perfect knowledge of war, love, birth, art, death. No, they do not. Luckily, now, during a time when it is truly needed, we do. Never confuse technologically advanced power for truth—truth knows all.”
    “I’m not sure how reassuring that is, but I suppose they have never led us astray. So what am I supposed to do? It seems like you are asking me to do something, not unlike Ani Rudh.”
    “I have no intention of asking you for anything. I simply wanted to show you what was going on here. You are free to do whatever you want with this information. I would never ask anything of you. I felt that it was of the upmost importance to share this with you. Let’s not forget that they summoned you directly, but you are free to go anytime you’d like.”
                 
     
    Chapter 7.
     
    Jagz, overwhelmed, disheveled, and completely baffled about what to make of all of this left Unified Webworks and decided to do something very unlike anyone these days, walk home without the guiding voice in his head.
    After a few minutes of being unable to navigate his way on his own like everyone else around him, he turned to his device’s location system, directing him towards home as though he was on auto-pilot.
    Had this been any other day, he would not have noticed the sea of people, all the same, walking like zombies in the direction the little electronic voice inside of their head told them to go. Had this been another day, he would not have fallen slightly off of his device’s directional course home.
    As he walked, he began to talk up a new Quack.
     
    What would you do if you were given information that could shake up the world? Would you share that information? What if everything that you once thought that you knew, everything that you held so dear, so close, what if that was taken away from you? Would you even notice? Would you feel a huge shift in your life? Would you fight for what is yours? Do you even know how to fight? Do you have any control in this world?
     
    Jagz pressed send, but instantly wished he had not.
    Was it too much? he thought.
    With panic coursing through his mind, he asked his device to re-read what he had written, hoping he hadn’t taken it too far. After all, he wasn’t ready to share what he had just seen with Mr. Herd. Not now. Not ever. 
    He began to feel fuzzy after hearing his previous Quack, thinking that he really did go to far. It was a bit unlike him. He wished that he could take it back. He thought of what his followers might say—that he had lost it, that they liked his old Quacks better. It was too much for him to handle on top of everything else going on. He started to panic.
    He felt a small speck of water drop from his forehead and slowly make it’s way down his nose, and into his mouth. Was it rain? No , he thought. In an instance he had the notion to reach into his pocket. He began digging deep, frantically searching, hoping to find one pill, as if by magic. No luck.
    The world around him started to shutter. He moved like a wave, from side to side. His vision duplicated. Where does the world start and where does it end? he