“Hello, Agent Brice, it turns out your insane story may not have been so insane. One of the names you mentioned tried to break into our D.C. facility earlier today.” An older man addressed the younger Brice, currently locked in a cell.


    “Told you.” He responded.


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    “Yes, well, that as it may be. I still don’t fully believe you. That said, I recommend you remember the phrase: the jam is made of dreamberries and rye. It won’t do you any good now, but if this does all repeat, it will be instrumentally useful for you the next time we talk.” The old man walked away.