Phoenix Talon, completely exhausted, slept.
    It was a summer day in Massapequa, New York. The perfect, eternal summer vacation day, when a child attains the kind of warm freedom they will never know again. John was out in the backyard. The sun was perfect, the breeze like a bath of pleasure.
    In his right hand was a magnifying glass. In his left was the Toyman, just 12 inches tall.
    The sun shone mightily on the little backyard.
    Phoenix Talon slept, and smiled.

  Dave wrote this segment.

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