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                                                     The Basement of Doom                                                                                             Ch. 2--An Explanation After enduring this “haunting” for several months, I finally had enough.  On the advice of a friend, I went to see the old shaman who dwelt at the  pigeonary of the Spiral Rock. The shaman turned out to be an old raven, and like many of his kind who inhabited the Faerie Territories, was highly intelligent as well as versed in the magical arts.  He listened silently as I briefly described the dream that kept pestering me.  His sharp piercing g