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Chapter 6 - CARTOONS THE DOOR SWUNG OPEN suddenly, as if kicked, banging back against the wall, only cushioned by the clothes hanging there. Turning away from my computer, I didn't see the cause at first - but then I heard a small quacking sound, as if someone were muttering under his breath. A short cartoon character appeared: a duck, wearing a captain's cap and an aviator's jacket which hung down to cover most of him down to his stocky webbed feet. He waddled in and jumped into the spare chair I kept ostensibly for visitors when I wasn't using it to stack things on - right now it was empty save for some shirts hanging of the back of it. "Well?" the duck began to speak, breaking the sudden silence in the room. I closed my open mouth and started to form some words, but the duck beat me