middle of a large cave. They wore animal skins beautifully made into clothes and skillfully embroidered with colorful stone beads. Two people played the drums, and they played them exceptionally well, she thought. Any rock group in her world would have been delighted to have them. The people chanted to the rhythm of the drums. The sound waves spread and glided, beautiful, resonant, and magical. Donna felt herself relaxing, enjoying the soft vibrations of the song. Her fear vanished. She was drawn, without knowing how, into the circle. Moving as if in a dream, she stepped into the amber light of the cave, the lemur holding on to her hair. No one paid any attention to her; the occupants simply danced and chanted. As if hypnotized, she started to move with them when a voice behind her stopped her, speaking in an unfamili...

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