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A face swam towards me out of the darkness. I changed direction and started for the face. But it was too late in the afternoon. The sun was setting. It was getting dark rapidly. There was no face. There was no wall, no desk. Then there was no floor. There was nothing at all.

I wasn't even there.

"You're not believing me. I can tell by your voice."

"You can't tell anything by my voice. I'm a detective."

I sat there and listened to the voice. At first I thought yes, then I thought no. The longer I thought the less I knew. I went down to the parking lot and got my car out.

Manhattan, Kansas is a small town. It has to be. Only half a dozen places in Kansas are anything else.