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Advent 1978

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Advent 1978

"Lasers," snorted Sam. "They're just a fad."

Lulli nodded. "You have to admit Tarot, they're not very impressive."

They had been shopping in Oxford Street that morning and the pale green spears of light flashing over the heads of the shoppers had been a disappointment.

Tarot tapped the box which he had set down on the table. The sides vanished, revealing a transparent cube in which a faintly glowing green rabbit emerged from an emerald top hat. "They have possibilities," he said, setting the hologram revolving with a gesture. "And who knows, one day they may revolutionise the entertainment industry."