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in his office. Persons that visited appreciated sitting in as nice a chair as his. It made them feel good and, when they felt good, they talked. It occurred to Danny that he had not yet uttered half a dozen sentences to his new acquaintance, but felt he knew him well.
"Thank you," the visitor replied as he took his seat. "I know that you, as I, do not appreciate small talk, so I will get to the point. My name is not really Tom Smith and I am not from here."
Danny nodded. He didn't think "Tom Smith" fit a man such as this, nor was he surprised that he was not from Kansas City. Many people in this world are not from Kansas City, he thought wryly. Politely, he answered, "So?"
"Mr. Mann, I have visited you because you are well known to your people and have a generally positive influence upon them. When I say I am not from here, I mean that I am what you would call an alien." "Tom Smith" spoke without emotion.
"Where are you from?" He asked, in his raspy voice. Danny guessed Europe: Spain, maybe.
"I am not an alien from another country. I am from another time and space."
Danny dealt with many head cases through the years. He had tossed guys out on their ears for less than this, but, again, his instincts told him to keep listening.
As if reading his host's mind, the man said, "You are wise not to dismiss these seemingly absurd remarks out of hand. I will show you proof of everything I say."
"Continue," Danny replied, patiently.
"Although I told you I am from another time and space, this is only half true. My civilization occupies the same space as yours, but on a different... channel, or frequency." The man seemed to search for words. "Think of the football game on the television that you are missing because of me. It is broadcast on one. Think of another program being broadcast on another network. This is the best correlation that I can offer."
"You mentioned space and time." Danny was riding with this, for now.
"Imagine the second program being run 600,000 years in the future. Same medium; different avenues at far different times."
"Are you saying that you are from a time 600,000 years ahead of us?"
"We are 596,348 years and 21 days behind you. Our civilization took far less time to advance than yours," Tom answered, dryly.
Danny had no idea where this conversation was going. He needed to keep Mr. Smith talking. "This is very interesting, but you're right. All of this does sound absurd, and why do you need to speak with an influential citizen?
"Our culture wishes to introduce
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