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“I will accompany you to the cave,” Yamara says. A saucercraft speeds you to a desolate plain somewhere on the reshaped American continent. As the two of you step out of the robot-operated car, the sky seems to be darkening even more than usual. A light drizzle is falling, and you notice the water feels rather greasy—you certainly wouldn’t want to drink it. “Rain!” Yamara cries jubilantly. “The cycle is beginning to work.” “I would think you’d rather have sunshine, since it’s always cloudy on this planet,” you say. “We must have rain before the clouds can break open,” says Yamara. “Then we shall see the sun and the beautiful blue sky, told of the ancient legends.” “I wish you could see the earth the way it was in the twentieth century,” you say, wondering if //you// will ever see it that way again. You look around and see the entrance to a cave—little more than a narrow tunnel leading into the ground at a forty-five degree angle. A cold damp breeze is blowing out of it. You shake your head. Whatever this is, it bears no resemblance to the Cave of Time, but you mind is made up. You thank Yamara for his kindness, take a last look at the desolate landscape, hunch over so as not to bump your head, and walk slowly and steadily into the tunnel. It’s almost a relief when you suddenly feel yourself falling… Turn to page 5.