I’m on the plane right now.  Heading for North Dakota.  Who lives in North Dakota?  Who lives in a town called Mysteria?  My cousin apparently.  My cousin whom I hadn’t seen since Christmas when I was seven.  My cousin and his son.  He seemed happy enough to take me in.  What I have to question, and I bet he’s thinking too, is why him?  I have so many relatives who live closer, whom I’m closer with.  Why did my mother tell me to find Quinton Wood? Why did she tell me to find someone who lives so many states away, how long did she think she would be gone?  And why did she sound so frightened.   Curiouser and Curiouser.   I guess I’ll have to make due for the time being.  Until I figure out what the hell is going on at least.