A Note and a Meeting Time

For a long time there's silence from your new friends, enough to make doubts creep in about their having existed at all. The first rock on your bed you find by accident, tucked away under your pillow. The second is slightly more obvious, lying under your blanket. The third is dropped at your feet one day, a note attached.

"The time has come for the waiting to be over. Now the listening shall begin. We will come for you, be ready."

Underneath this text there is a date and time scribbled, but no location. Presumably they'll come to your room.

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