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367%u201cYes,%u201d replied Lillie. %u201cFor some reason, it turns me on big time.%u201d%u201cI have a secret guest coming later. I%u2019ll make sure he gives you a visit before I introduce him to the others. It will be a special treat,%u201d Nancy said.%u201cSecret guest?%u201d Hazel queried.%u201cYes. I was going to give you the first chance of meeting him. His name is Alan, but a lot of the Sisters used to call him Slime.%u201d%u201cA strange name, Nancy. Why?%u201dNancy smiled. %u201cI think you will enjoy it more if I don%u2019t tell you.%u201dHazel was intrigued. %u201cOkay. How exciting.%u201dThe party had all but ended. After the big event in the stable, everyone was all fucked out and quiet. Hazel told them that beds of hay and blankets had been arranged in the large barn. Most of them stumbled off to sleep there.Annabel and Diana stayed with Nancy, Lillie, Hazel, the Dean, Gideon, the Vicar, and his wife in the living room. They had put their clothes back on and were drinking coffee and were civilised again.%u201cTell the vicar and Annie about your views on reality and God,%u201d Nancy, Hazel said.%u201cThis is no God, no reality. We, everything for us, is all total fiction. We don%u2019t exist,%u201d Nancy said.%u201cThen what created us and everything?%u201d Annie asked.%u201cAn entity, an intelligence, by the name of MOL,%u201d Nancy declared.%u201cWhy should your newly named God create us?%u201d the vicar asked.%u201cI%u2019m not sure. His mind is very creative, but it has turned dark. I think the entity is in pain and is dying. He made us up to distract him from the bitter truth,%u201d Nancy explained.%u201cWhat happens when this entity dies? I guess we all cease to be too?%u201d Gideon asked.%u201cI think we are immortal and the entity, MOL. His or her body dies, but his intelligence and creativity continues to exist because he is also the product of an intelligence, and that one, and the next one up, and the next, like Russian dolls.%u201dShe paused, thought, and continued. %u201cWe are all creative fluxes, The Equestrian