It was at least an hour before daybreak. Rock had just returned from the bathroom to his front bedroom bed where he would continue his attempt to arrange a permanent connection between his present state and his afterlife.
A few minutes earlier, before he awoke to use the bathroom, Rock had investigated routes used by others. He saw for instance how God had simply spoken the words "number one," and then watched them ascend into eternity along a perfectly vertical path.
Before Rock made such an attempt, or even determined what message to send, he felt it was essential that he find his glasses, dress in fresh socks and shorts, and find the most comfortable spot on the bed.
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