Gather ’round, Children, and I’ll tell you how to find my next incarnation.
Yes, yes. I know that you were worried, with my poor health, but who knows how to run this organization better than me? I couldn’t leave you hanging like that. Regime changes are always a time of great upheaval. It would just be easier if I came back.
To this end, I have devised a secret test, the answer of which will be given to one person. That person will give every applicant the the test to find out which one is me. Of course, being the one who made the test, I will know the answer. All others will be given a nice parting gift of lingering suspicion.
When you find me, find me young. The younger, the better, for then I shall be granted longer time to study my way back up. Perhaps I shall…
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