旼컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴커 � Diminsions Of The Dark by J.L. Black � 쳐컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴캑 � � � attempt. I'll lay out the thought effort I want each of them to apply � � their concentration to." He moved toward the invisible wall and called � � down to Dr. Bentley and began explain- ing our theories of the events � � and activities of the evening. He went on to tell them what he wanted � � them to concentrate on was coming back to the dimension of their � � current time. We heard some conversation from beyond the wall and then � � silence. We did not know if this was an indication of acceptance and � � an attempt to begin the joint concentration effort or not. � � � � "Most everyone here finds this unbelievable Thomas.", Dr. Bentley's � � words finally cut through the silence. "They do not think this will � � work." � � � � "Thomas", I prodded, "it won't work unless they believe. That is one � � thing Anna said." � � � � At first he said nothing. He sighed, looked about the floor, almost as � � if looking for something, though I knew he was contemplating the � � dilemma before us. to be continued.... � 읕컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴컴켸