Memo: August 26, 1987 (Art Bell Gets His Money's Worth, Part II)

**August 26, 1987** MEMORANDUM FOR: Director of Intelligence THROUGH: Deputy Director of Science and Technology Deputy Director of Operations SUBJECT: Degory Chandler Diary 1. I...

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The Dogs: Not Exactly Night VI

**VI**. _Had Another Chance Tonight_ And all the damn while – _all_ the _goddam_ while – Bligh was worrying if Drew was right. ...

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The Dogs: Not Exactly Night I

**I**. _My Own Private Hillsborough_ Twilight – the night before everything changed. Once again, Andrew...

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The Le Carde Interview (Art Bell Gets His Money's Worth, Part III)

TOP SECRET/NOFORN CHRYSALID PROJECT DEBRIEFING INTERVIEW #3 CLASSIFIED BY: Director, DIA DECLASSIFY ON: N/A EXTENDED BY: Director, DIA REASON: 2-301-C (3)(6) SUMMARY ANALYSIS 1. (S) This report documents a debriefing...

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The Dogs: Not Exactly Night V

**V**. _The Beast That Shouted 'Fuck' At the Heart of the World_ Cody was on the bed, playing his 3DS, sorting his Pokémon in their boxes – there were all kinds of rumors on...

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The Dogs: Not Exactly Night VIII

**VIII**. _Orakians and Layans_ The grass beneath him was coated in a fine silver of frost on that December morning, the breath that escaped from his mouth made him look like a...

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The Dogs: Not Exactly Night III

**III**. _City To City Again_ The next day, Thursday, Cody and Andrew waited for Bligh on the balcony of their apartment, seated in the two plastic patio chairs they had bought...

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The Dogs: Not Exactly Night II

**II**. _Sunshine State of Bargaining_ The morning after, Andrew awoke, as he often did, to the sensation of warm, smooth skin pressed his against his mouth. As he opened his...

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The Dogs: Not Exactly Night IV

**IV**. _The Sandbar Won't Form Unless the Moon Returns_ The Sun was in the last throes of setting, throwing ancient, sacred fire onto the horizon in vermillion exquisiteness –...

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The Dogs: Falleth Into the Fire I

_So spake the Fiend, and with necessity,_ _The tyrant's plea, excused his devilish deeds._ \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ John Milton, _Paradise Lost_, Book IV _Pretty-pretty!...

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The Dogs: Be Not Conformed To This World

**23d April 1986, Bernard's Landing, Smith Mountain Lake, Virginia** _When these lips shall never more Press a kiss upon thy brow But lie cold and still in death Will you love me then as now?_ \_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_\_ The Carter Family,...

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The Dogs: Not Exactly Night VII

**VII**. _Like You Would Really Do It_ It was November, and the sky leaden. Blowing through the air was a cold mist, not quite rain, not quite fog, a golden-grey world where all...

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