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Tim had no physical sensation; it was like he was floating through the vast vacuum of space, drifting along unseen currents of nothingness; he thought that this is what it would be like to be an entity of pure consciousness: at one with the universe. He thought that he might have stayed that way forever had a voice not called out to him through the darkness.

“Welcome, Alpha.”

He tried to recall what he was doing—to figure out where or who he was; slowly, with the voice still resonating in his ears, his memory began to seep back in.

“I am in the Astral Plane. I am with my group…”

He opened his eyes, expecting to be among the circle of astral travelers; instead, he found himself floating in a place of pure light. Gradually, its...

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