When I ran the idea by slmcgaw, she gave me her two supportive thumbs up, and further creative dominoes fell into place, the kind of things that are so right, I can feel them. I suddenly remembered a detail from a freaky dream I had two nights prior--just after the gutting--that made me go, Ooooooh, freaky. Just how much does my brain know or figure out on its own before it finally decides to share?
I don't have all the kinks worked out yet, for verily, new Macguffins that are more than mere Objects of Interest mean new problems to solve. Still, the rightness of what I've figured out so far assures me that the rest will occur to me in good time.