THE DIMINUTIVE PREMONITIONS

Written by Moorthy Ramasamy.

THE CELESTIAL WATERFALL.

The decade was nearly finished; the world was living under it's own philosophies of keeping ahead with one another. The beginning of the decade had now gained faith and publicity, old religions were forbidden to be discussed though it was not illegal to portray the horrors that many did not know about. Questions were still being asked as to whether there was the presence of an almighty superior religion or as to whether it was a religious cult that was responsible for the murder of innocent individuals. Many programmes had been made and broadcast on the subject, many books too had been written and are still being written; the case was a world famous unsolved mystery as to what really happened. Tributes had been paid to those that lost their lives and memorabilias had been made for those missing. There were also too many enormous theories as to what could have really happened. Many films based their characters and plots amongst the darkened and crude fear that was still unexplainable. The world that knew better disregarded any fairy-tale like explanations in public though in private they reserved their imaginations for what they had always wanted to see. The case was not closed and the public were still encouraged to come forward with only any important information that may lead to the capture and conviction of those responsible. The legal system did not listen to the theories concerning ideas that the murders belonged to a higher religious sacrificial sect that everyday human beings did not know about. The murders were high profile and quite random, though they were involved in one way or another to enchanted yet dangerous explorations. Murderers and people going missing right under their noses ! Warlock and shamanic wizardry becoming existent and invincible ! Who or what were the people looking for ? Had they not seen murder and missing people ? The answers were that the crimes committed were too evolved.

Many professors and those specialised in the subjects of the occult and all other things unknown and supernatural were called in to solve the case as were psychics and paranormal investigators. Exorcisms had become a daily ritual and recurring poltergeist observations had increased. During the high point of the investigations the case had become a confusing code of practise as to who was in charge of the actual investigations. Unfathomable eeriness had kept those involved in the investigations strangulated and tied to the unnatural mayhems that had taken place with the belief that soon they will tell the public the discovery of spiritual reference. Queries biased upon the procedures of the investigations acts as to whether they had become flawed by publicity meant that private investigations had too become involved alongside the passive voices demanding restrictions placed upon those that merely turned up to tour the places and sites involved in the mysteries. The public too had to be reassured many times; they had been told that this space age was a civilisation that was of afraid to discuss the unknown. They had to be told that technological advancement was in its final stages of dragging humans out of the wilderness. The media was required to tell the audience that there was an obsession known to man that many dare do not discuss. This obsession is The Afterlife. An obsession that has been around for a very long time, an obsession that keeps asking what really happens when someone dies. Ancient civilisations had to be used as examples to show to those that did not understand the subject properly as to why death was seen as a sacred ritual that was and is the secret unknown journey to the heavens. This gave the world a parallel enterprise whereby those concerned about the unknown universe explored dynamic inventions and judgements whilst those whom were more concerned about the unknown afterlife explored supernatural phenomenons and beliefs. The investigators posed on one truth that connected the crimes to the obsession of the after life and the unknown capabilities of technology that are too humungous to be rendered by twenty-first century

humans. Those responsible had to be gigantic and they possessed by the conspiracy. During the early stages of the decade Scotland Yard had become an unwanted segment of society; the force did not receive the required public and political backing that was required to keep the law in place. This prevented and limited the investigators concentration at the time on the actual crimes. The squad also had to provide explanations for the numerous families whom were involved; the public however did not know about police procedures and tactics Scotland Yard was just left to get on by themselves. When the crimes became breaking news stories the publicity of the crimes heightened and the public servants were pushing Scotland Yard to concentrate and continue investigating whilst information was to be supplied to impress the visitors and to attract more customers. When the investigation failed to reveal any identities there were not only weary moans and groans but there was also a public outcry as to why the police were taking so long to convict the criminals. At this point the City of London was on the side of the criminals, the communities wanted more ethereal mayhem to please the crowds; when this failed to happen they then turned to the investigators so that they can be provided with the required the end of the world is coming revelations. Recently many political faces and bodies tried to gain the Yards confidence but it did not work nor did the policies to drag the police force into an imperial state of controlling power by authority become significant. Neither did the repenting establishments that determined community based solutions have any impact on Londons Metropolitan Police service. Operation Rime : Operation Rime was the name given to Scotland Yards primary investigation. Police related searches and inquiries made at the outset of the crimes had involved two hundred and eighty nine police officers, forty specialist crime officers from the SCD and over twenty

forensic scientists. The investigation had led to zero arrests and convictions. Volunteers, special constabularies and PCOs had been dropped from the police investigation procedures as after discussion with the House of Lords authorities New Scotland Yard decided it would be wiser and safer to pursue the case with least amount of public support because the public were too indulged in other worldly fantasies while wanting outer worldly honours. Those in charge of the operation believed that by encouraging support from the public they were in fact actually allowing the criminals access to higher pardons of creating a triumph for themselves as heroes and masters. The final stages of the investigations were dominated by the murders of three police guards and the Detective Constable in charge of them. Operation Rime 2 : After some years Operation Rime 2 was developed during the middle of the decade, Scotland Yard had to give the world answers and not the impressions that they did not care about the priests that were killed or the scores of church-goers that were found dead. Much media involvement had disappeared and this investigation emphasised itself upon tangible evidence that was to be provided for the families involved only. The investigation resulted in no convictions being made, rumours had begun to circulate that the units involved were in it for the free tickets and unrestricted access to pagan parties and festivals. The rumours were partly true though many of the detectives working on the investigation were disappointed by the public trying to get in on the case while at the same time dragging them down to a family picnic on a rainy afternoon.

Operation Rime 3 : While the end of the decade approached Operation Rime 3 was gradually in secrecy planned and developed by the leading policing Commissioners after secret talks with Ministers. Given that public interest had in a way died down the Commissioners believed that if

they set up a squad then maybe some results will be achieved, yet, the conclusion was that Operation Rime 3 will be given to a successful candidate to shadow and trail, how many individuals were employed below that individual was to be totally that persons decision. No interviews or requests were given to the outside world on this subject. Scotland Yard approached a few individuals whom they could trust. Finally Operation Rime 3 after a two hour meeting was handed to Detective Derek Tyler.

Tyler had the general knowledge required; this he achieved through the Operational Command Unit, he also had dedicated much time during his career to the Specialists Crime Units and Directorates. The Detectives knowledge of the crime-case was what he had heard and seen during Operation Rime 1 and 2. Tyler had also indirectly contributed to Operation Rime and so the Commissioners had agreed on Tyler being appointed to lead the investigation mainly because of reasons such as that whereby he had worked on previous crime scenes that had primarily involved sacrificial killings related to devil worshipping and Satanism. Once the case was solved or if a decision arose to postpone the operation then Tyler will automatically return to his unit. While many individuals would state that they were part of the force but could not commit their whole twenty four hours of a day to the operation Tyler could. He could without becoming distracted or flawed by the public and members of the force to unwind and become ignorant and to rest and to forget about the crimes committed. When Detective Derek Tyler was being interviewed in connection to Operation Rime 3 Tyler had got the impression that whether or not the culprits whom were and are still are responsible for the offences were caught and punished or not it would not matter. This case belonged to Scotland Yard and it was this beloved Operation Rime that they were married to. Tyler knew that all he had to do was to protect and guard all the materials, information and data that was being handed to him, this appointment was for life. If Tyler was to

solve this unsolved crime then it will duly be because those responsible may one day speak in public about the atrocities they caused. The Yard could not let that happen, the police had been involved ever since the violating murder of Mr and Mrs Ketton had taken place.

Derek was thirty seven years of age; he was the second eldest of four. Not having found the correct partner to marry nor being involved in relationships that had become too serious Derek Tyler looked at life as though the Metropolitan Police Service were the last survivors of a foretold catastrophic premonition. Dereks motto in life was Give the world what they want and you wont achieve anything for yourself. This motto was repeated by the other detectives every time a crime case was solved to ridicule Tylers philosophical approach to reacting to the mismeandours of society.

Detective Derek Tyler at the end of just over two hours in the meeting with the Commissioners was told that he will be given his own small and private office within the very Scotland Yard building. Tyler was also asked if he was willing to relocate, when he asked where to Tyler was told this it would be to the apartment that was occupied by Nicola. After Nicolas death the estate agents had rented it out to movie makers, wealthy members of the public and to those that wanted to indulge in the scary haunting's that were said to have become present, the estate agents had been making quite a large amount of money. Tyler remembered the apartment as with the other locations involved, members of the media and public had flocked to the sites. There was hardly any place left in London to rent for the night. The apartment had been refurbished in the sense that everything was repainted or replaced making sure it remained as genuinely and precisely as it was just before Nicolas death, new tenants moved in and moved out, many had experienced terrible situations while many had experienced terrible situations to attract fame and fortune. Nicolas family had made several complaints but

they got no sympathy. Several years ago some time after Operation Rime 2 the landlord had eventually begun to lose contracts and this was when Scotland Yard acquired the apartment for their own use. Tyler had now understood that they wanted every piece of furniture, souvenirs and any other bits and pieces they could to their final resting place. The apartment came rent-free, it was an offer Tyler could not turn down, he actually also didnt want to upset the Commissioners. When the Commissioners were satisfied with Detective Tyler they also explained that he will be given twelve thousand pounds to spend on the investigation. The sum of money was to cater for individuals that he employed and for whatever other necessary needs he may have to adhere to. The amount Tyler was told will be reviewed after the first annum by a selected board that will include the Home Secretary and will increase or be decreased dependent upon the performance of Operation Rime 3. The Commissioners had been totally convinced that they could rely on Detective Tyler, as with all the candidates interviewed, Tyler had been given material on the crimes involved. Much of the information had been kept secret from the media, most of the information too had been kept sealed during Operation Rime 1 and 2 with only a few leading investigators having full access to the discovered material. Scotland Yard had to prove themselves to the world and especially to the younger generation. Operation Rime was definitely not for the younger generation and the Metropolitan Police service was too involved in training the younger generation to satisfy the public eye. The younger generation in turn were there only in order for getting the public involved to create their own utopic modes of life; making the police service seem as though they were there just wasting their time. When Tyler was asked about the importance of secrecy that was surrounding the case and the investigation he hit bulls-eye. It was because of the dead woman found in Antarctica. Scotland Yard had not issued any statements on this because it was a dead woman seen as of no importance; this was also the reason why members of the public were kept away from the investigations. The criminal investigations department did not know if this mysterious woman

was responsible and they did not have any understanding of whom or what they were clashing with. When questioned about the murders and the individuals missing Tyler hit bulls eye again, many of the others interviewed acrimoniously stated that the missing were probably abducted by aliens and those found murdered were probably the result of a mass alien autopsy. Why not they thought; the Dark Ages focal existence was based on mass demonic possession. They also stated that Scotland Yard had lost the plot and did not know how to live dangerously. A few other candidates entirely let themselves go and told the Commissioners that Scotland Yard was not giving the force time to think or concentrate; this resulted in them explaining the diminishing aspects of having to cut work loads because of the decreasing time to concentrate. However on all accounts the candidates were using Scotland Yard as a term instead of the outside world. The complaints and plunging remittance all came down to Scotland Yard thinks they are clever. Tyler hit bulls-eye for the third time when he explained as to who the kind of people he would bring in to the investigation would be. Tyler told the Commissioners that Operation Rime 1 was on the correct trail with their paranormal investigators whom found high levels of witchcraft and paganism. But they did not know about the dead woman. Tyler explained that he definitely will seek help and advice from paranormal and supernatural investigators. Tyler explained that a few of the detectives knew that he was being interviewed to lead Operation Rime 3 and that he had already told them that he was not employing anybody as of yet. Tyler was going to look through all the materials and data and gradually plan, decide and execute the investigation. Tyler was encouraged and given permission to invite individuals from other constabularies and departments on a temporary basis. At the end of the meeting Tyler was instantly given the keys to Nicolas ex-apartment in SW6 and the key to his new office at New Scotland Yard Headquarters. Tyler at this point was focused on solving the crimes only by shifting through all the collected information should any important clues have been missed. Arresting and convicting culprits would happen at

a later stage. At this stage neither time nor energy could be wasted; those responsible had perverted the courts of justice and the law of the land. By handing the culprits to the courts of justice the unknown mentioned criminals at present were looking at a minimum at least of fifteen life sentences each in a top security prison. A defence council would not risk arranging a cross examination against the prosecutors because this was a Crown case and Scotland Yard had so far sent out immense warnings and pleas for the guilty to retire.

Black is the space and Black is the unnatural, Unfamiliar is one side to the other, Yet both require unknown realities to be misused, Ominous access acquires pity. Real is the life and Real is the death. Alien is one side to the other, Yet both require unknown realities to be misused, Ominous access acquires pity. Scary is the fear and Scary is the dark, Unfamiliar is one side to the other, Yet both require unknown realities to be misused, Ominous access acquires pity. Daunting is the anecdote and Daunting is the self, Very unfamiliar is one side to the other, Ominous access acquires : THE DIMINUTIVE PREMONITIONS.

THE NEAR DEATH EXPERIENCE : They had climbed the cliff face and were waiting on the edges of the land. They could see the being standing in the far distance in front of the forest looking at them. It was wearing a black cloak, a tall pointed black hat and its face was covered with a black metallic mask. The wind was deemed as another obstacle in their way. The being was waiting for them to move forward, they knew this so they waited for their orders. They had never been to this land before and in front of them the long grass could easily conceal bogs, sleeping skeletons or even waiting beasts and monsters. The being was standing there since the first warrior had climbed the cliff and had not moved for the past several hours. They had come in two ships prepared for trouble and for battle, many voyagers had come this way through the ocean but nobody had received any information as to where they were now. The mammoth-sized dogs were kept on alert should anything sneak up on them, though the dogs like the humans were getting hungry. They were very unhurried as they brought the wooden coach up, the queen was sitting inside and as the coach was raised over the cliff face the warriors stood in silence in a single file. The warriors had finished hoisting up the queens horse. The queens son who was a humungous bearded warrior waited until the ropes were loosened on the horse before he opened the door to the coach. He was given the supernatural indigo-coloured cloth that was to be laid down so that the queen could walk to her horse without letting her feet touch the ground. Once the son had laid the

cloth down he peered inside the coach motioning to his mother that she could come outside. The queen dressed in a teal-blue dress stepped outside and looked to her horse. The horse shook its head and panted. The queen walked the cloth and raised herself up on her horse and sat there, she was in trance and had her head lowered for a little time, finally she raised her head. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! The queens name echoed around her but it was not the warriors chanting, it was invisible voices belonging to the ancient women that screamed and echoed around her. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Her son opened the lid to a square wooden box and raised it to her. The screaming of the women continued and the being still stood in the far distance, Bundaarshinn took out a ancient bronze vase from inside the box and laid it to rest on her lap, the vase contained the ashes of her ancestors. The wind roared around them and voices grew louder and stronger, wailing the queens name. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! The being had a fine and narrow table standing next to him with a dark lacquer blue dial-telephone sitting on top of it, he picked up the receiver while still looking ahead of him and said Unicorn. Gently he put the receiver down. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! The women screamed the queens name and amplified her power across the coast. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! One warrior with one humungous and powerful dog stood on either side her, suddenly an invisible force surrounded them and shook the others that were nearby and then finally Bundaarshinn, her horse and two men with their dogs disappeared. The queens son was given the telescope again and when he looked through it towards the direction where he had last seen the being he could still see standing there in the same position the being.

Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! The voices screamed and Bundaarshinn and her horse followed by the two men and the dogs appeared somewhere in the forest, she took off the lid to the vase and the man standing on her left slapped the horse so that it would begin to walk. Bundaarshinn screamed and yelled, she took out a handful of her ancestors ashes and threw them ahead of her and suddenly a zombie fell from the treetops, she threw another handful to he right side and another zombie fell to the spot where she had throw the preserved spirits, the two men moved some feet away from the horse, the dogs had begun to bark and growl, still shouting and screaming Bundaarshinn threw another handful of dust to her left. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! The zombies that were rotten devilish animals that turned the exquisite into the pungent searched and looked around. Bundaarshinn.!!! A being appeared in from of them, the dogs were let go to attack the masked witch, two very large muscle-bound wolves ran past the beings and attacked the dogs. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn carried on scattering the ashes, the zombies kept arriving, and they were now arriving with swords. Bundaarshinn.!!! The two warriors had their swords raised ready to attack the being. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn!!! Behind Bundaarshinn there was a being seated upon a large black horse, he lowered hid head and lay down on the horse so that his hat was pivoted on the horses head. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Two more wolves ran from behind the being, the dogs were being held back; the claws had been used to cut and tear yet neither the dogs nor the wolves got a clean bite, the two wolves that just arrived promptly ran to one dog each and found a biting place. Bundaarshinn.!!! The warriors waited as the zombies pursued forward towards the being, another two beings appeared beside him with swords in their hands, they both ran forwards towards the zombies, the ancestors

and the beings began clashing their swords, sorcery and swordsmanship followed as the beings sliced Bundaarshinns male counterparts. Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! The dogs growled and then whined, whimpering sounds followed as the dogs lay there. The horse galloped forward with its head slightly lowered, faster and faster the horse galloped, Bundaarshinn did not wake up out of her trance, the long pointed hat blasted into the rear of Bundaarshinns horse and the animal stood onto its hind legs throwing Bundaarshinn to the ground, the horse then fell onto its side crashing against the ground. The bronze vase fell and the ashes were scattered everywhere without having being ritualised. Bundaarshinn was awoken from her trance and the screaming and proclaiming of Bundaarshinn ceased. She was unable to conjour any more ancestors. Bundaarshinn jumped to her feet and her sword appeared in her hand, a sword appeared in the beings hand and he disappeared and then reappeared next to one of the warriors, the warrior tried to raise his sword in the right direction but the being was too fast and the warrior had a sword pierced into his chest, the warrior stumbled and the other warrior ran forward roaring with his sword raised but the being disappeared, the warrior stopped and looked around in all directions but the being suddenly appeared behind him stabbing the sword through the warriors spine. The two beings had destroyed the zombies and it was only Bundaarshinn left, she raised her head and the screaming started once again. The womens voices could be heard ripping through the forest once again. Bundaarshinn!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! Bundaarshinn.!!! A being punched her from behind on the head with a deadening blow, Bundaarshinn lost her focus and she screamed. Bundaarshinn could feel a rope being tied around her neck, she tried to scream even more loudly but the rope was so tight it nearly choked her. The being that tied the rope around her throat moved back and she was hoisted into the air. Bundaarshinn!!! Bundaarshinn.!!!

She hung their in mid-air grappling with the rope as the air was being sucked from inside her, the voices began to disappear as Bundaarshinn suffocated and after an exciting struggle her life ended and her body hung their limp and lifeless. BBBbbbooooonnnnndddddaaaaarrrrsssshhhhiiiiiiiiinnnnnnn....!!! The being that was standing on top of the tree tops let go of the rope and the body fell to the ground.

Back near the cliff, the son was becoming impatient and the being was still standing there looking at them. It was soon to be night time and the son and the warriors knew that nobody ever spends a night on this land to be alive the next morning. The son sent forth two warriors who were about twenty meters away from the being when the figure disappeared and reappeared next to them slicing the throat of a warrior before disappearing and reappearing to stab the sword into one mans chest before disappearing again. The being looked ahead at the warriors. Another being appeared some distance away from him and another appeared behind him while another appeared some distance in front of him, then more and more beings appeared. The beings had one hundred and forty eight bodies to go through.

The darkness was oscillating around him and he could not see nor feel anything. The battle had finished some hours ago and all the warriors had been slaughtered, all except for him. He was taken captive for exhortation, they had come to this place to harass the land and to terrify the beings at night, they were conquerors who would consider an alliance and had come here to enter the full moon, to perform the twilight rituals and then to seduce the land and its creatures. These beings though knew no conciliation. A light shone down on his bloody body. He could see that his wrists were cuffed by chains that were rising high above him into an abyss, the same place the light shone from. He dangled there awaiting.

Suddenly he heard the sound of a sharp whirring noise. He closed his eyes and kept silent. The being had a battery powered hand chainsaw in his hand that he used to cut into the mans spine. Once he had cut through the skin, the flesh and the muscle he handed the chainsaw to a being that was standing next to him. The being then put his hand into the lower part of the spine and felt around, after a moment he pulled out a tail covered in blood, it was a reptiles tail that remained quiet and still, the being then gave the snakes tail a very hard painful squeeze. The man turned stiff and tense; as he violently shook he raised his head roaring and stared at the being that was standing in front of him. The being gazed at the mans yellow snake eyes and long sharp fangs. The light turned off.

Derek found his office situated on the fourth floor, he wanted to have a sign stating that Operation Rime was being carried out from this room, he turned the key in the keyhole, the door was new, he was only going to look inside and get familiar with his new habitat, Tyler was told that there were boxes inside containing articles and pieces gathered on the crimes and that there were also artefacts and objects in the cupboards. The remaining information was to be found on the files most of which he will need to download to his own private files and the rest he will find in the boxes in the form of CD Rom, video, DVD or photographic negatives. The detective opened the door and not only did he smell the corpses but he could also feel the presence of ghastly entities. The reason why he had been given this room became clear almost at once, he stepped inside and as he did the deadened aroma disappeared. The wall was a bright cream colour and the carpet was new and it was dark grey a bit like the colour of heavy thunderclouds. The office had no posters or leaflets about Scotland Yard stuck up on the walls. The office was empty. To his right next to the door was a brand new dark leathery brown two-seater and along the wall was stacked the large boxes that he was told about, in front of him was his new table with the personal

computer sitting on top of it. Beside it was a digital camcorder, a digital voice recorder and a laptop, behind the table he could see the upper part of his new crimson coloured executive office armchair that he could swivel around on. There was a telephone too on the desk, it was a pink designer one. To his left near the windows were plant pots, a small glass table with a hi-fi system atop it, on either side of the table there was a midnight-green reclining leather armchair and there was two metal cupboards in the corner. In the dark corner nearer to the door there was a thirty two inch television and a DVD & VCR player. That evening Tyler decided it would be suitable if he moved his required belongings to Nicolas ex-apartment whilst renting out the flat he lived in. There was a slow-moving detective drama on the television that was about as mysterious as Operation Rime. and so who broke the phone box then ? A man on the programme asked. Well I dont know, it was at first one or two that we thought was just vandalism and suddenly it was like an outbreak all the payphones got destroyed. As a result what has been occurring Miss Everson ? Well you can see the kiosks and the cheap rate calls etc. And so the culprits have thrown their empty bottles, cans and food packaging into your phone boxes while setting up an alternative phone service ? Yes ! And you see how fucking innocent they behave while society thinks they do not have any brains ! I can understand how you feel Miss Everson, youve just got robbed in broad daylight. The man replied. Outside it was dark, it also very quiet, a shadow had climbed the trees opposite and was looking into Tylers living room. The shadow knew that this had to be easy and so it climbed down. The transparent black figure moved across the road and walked through Tylers front path when there was a sound, it was car turning into the road. The shadow waited for the car to pass but as it parked up

outside Tylers house the shadow ran into the bushes and disappeared. A tall mature woman stepped out of the car. Okay Miss Everson, we have all the evidence we need but we cant interrogate the actual criminals because there is no real hard hitting evidence that it was not just the usual scrappy vandalism? so what can I expect from all of this ? Miss Everson, the best result we can expect is some sort of compensation, I mean we are discussing millions of pounds worth of damage. The door bell rang and Derek turned off the television with the remote control and walked to the front door. The woman stood at the doorway and greeted him. Derek ? Yes Lilith.come inside. Derek let the woman inside and closed the door behind her. He showed her the single settee and gestured for her to sit down. Derek turned up the brightness of the lights and returned to the couch that he was seated on and looked at Lilith who was about fifty years old, quite slim and the kind of elegant woman that people would regard as being elite. Lilithplease be sure that I am very pleased youve come, I mean I am most thankful but I need to let you know now that it is only as time goes taking in concern the success of this investigation that I can get you really involved with extra information. As for now for what I say and show you youll probably say that its not quite enough. Lilith smiled and said, Thats quite understandable detective, I mean Im only going to help you. Would like a drink or something Lilith or something to eat ? How about a ham sandwich with a cup of coffee. That will be fine, just give me about five minutes. Derek stood up. I dont know if you want to watch anything on the television ? Derek handed her the remote control. No its fine Derek, Ill just wait for you. Derek rushed into the kitchen.

While Tyler made the sandwiches he thought about Lilith, that she was very attractive. Several minutes later Lilith heard Tylers voice, Would you like milk Lilith ? Yes please and just two sugars. A minute later Derek placed the plate of sandwiches on the table beside her and then put the mug of coffee down, he quickly rushed to kitchen and came back with his cup of tea. So Lilith tell me a bit about your coven. Well To All Pagans was established in the early eighties by myself and my partner, it was started as group meetings for people who had grown up and needed more realistic religious adventures. And so your..am I correct in saying abilities, I mean the reason why I telephoned you has that got anything to do with your coven ? Lilith swallowed the bite of sandwich. No of course not..TAPTo All Pagans in short is more of a higher establishment than you know what normal groups tend to render to. She drank some coffee. Lilith if I pay you lets say some part-time generous wages for helping me in your spare time would you be willing to help me. Lilith shrugged and then answered, Of course, why not ? Lilith Ill also whether this investigation is a success or failure make a generous Scotland Yards detective donation to..to ? TAP. Yes..TAP. Derek smiled and drank some of his tea. Detective are you married ? No Lilith Im not. Derek drank some more tea. Lilith what do you know about this case already ? Not much only what I saw on the television, heard on the radio and saw in the papers, I didnt want to get too involved by buying books and getting stuck in, I can say that the people that went missing and probably all of the murders were related to some sort of witchcraftmania. Black magic ?

No Id say that it was white magic involved detective, black magic is less intelligent. White magic ? Yes..and most probably black magic as well. Detective white magic is hard to detect, there are no signs of foul play you see. Lilith from what you know on the crimes what sort of person or people would you say was responsible. I would say that.well I cant really say for sure, detective if youre looking for a motive you should look at opinions such as had the wanted been attacked first. I dont understand Lilith. Detective a coven such as mine is attacked all the time, I have to manage Tap as just a mere made up coven, now imagine governing bodies at the beginning of the decade tried something far more dangerous by trying to impress the world with their so-called faith and bravery and now you and they are sitting here pondering. So you suggest that justice is not on my side on this investigation and that I will fail just like all the other investigators before me. Detective Im not suggesting anything but have you heard of that saying leave the occult alone obviously somebody had tried to attack something. Lilith before I started this investigation I knew of what I may get into, but Lilith believe me I am not out to attack anybody, I am only out to find out who the law breakers were and are, I do not want to get attacked. Detective....imagine someone called upon all the covens and then attacked the so-called faith and bravery, would they in turn too resort to violence ? Absolutely yes Lilith, but not on this scale, the so-called faith and bravery need public and parliamentary backing otherwise they are just a bunch of mere morons, if what you say is true then it is obviously a large organisation that I am up against Thank you detective and so now where do we start. Well Lilith today was just our first meeting, I need to know how I would get along with you, Ill put together a Operation Rime three file with some evidence that was collected for you to go through. Okay.

and Im hoping a detective who worked on the first Operation Rime will join us toohis names Grover. So Ill be off then detective. Lilith before you go, Ill be moving into another apartment, you remember Nicola..? Yes. I, you and hopefully Grover will be moving into that apartment during the course of this investigation. Why thats excellent detective. Why dont you finish the sandwiches Lilith ? No detective I must be on my way. Tyler showed Lilith the front door and then dimmed the lights.

The next day Tyler sat in the office and waited for the PC to load, he opened the small envelope he was given and looked at the password to gain access to the Operation Rime files. Tyler typed his personal identification into the box and then repeated what was written on the paper onto the password box and clicked on the enter icon. The names of detectives, inspectors and other CID and the dates that the files were completed appeared, Tyler pressed on continue and it took several seconds before all the filenames and icons began to appear. Tyler could not be bothered with anything too complicated at the moment as he had a meeting in the afternoon and so he wanted to look at what was in the video gallery and then the photo gallery. There were filenames that suggested things like the Antarctic expedition, personal family video footages, videos from the first and second investigation and the girls that went missing in the forest. The Antarctic videos interested him but he did not want to see them just now and so he opened up the photo gallery, there were plenty of file names and as Tyler scrolled down he found what he was looking for MISSING SUSPECT. Underneath the heading were the photos that had been collected. Tyler clicked on the one that said close up. A small image appeared and Tyler enlarged it. It was of a woman with, long red hair, her eyes were closed and she seemed lifeless. Tyler concentrated on the photo and tried to think about what kind

of a background she may have been from and where she may have headed to, but it was too tough, this woman was deceased, why was she called a suspect ? Tyler was still stuck with his initial conclusion that the body of this woman had been stolen and that the crimes surrounding it was what he was investigating.

It was cold and windy, but they had to be there, Nicolas family had used Andrews finance to give him a respectable burial in the same cemetery that his grandparents belonged to. Norwood cemetery today was not isolated and they were there deliberately to prove that they will not be pushed back by whoever was doing this horrifying act. When the statement was given to the world it did not include facts such how Andrews body was found very beaten up containing goats semen, his decapitation was also kept secret, though the media became somewhat confused when they could not grasp the exact seriousness of the murder along with the anger coming from the DCS, he did not hide his true feelings when he described the murder as .a foul, disgusting and nauseating act of violence that will not be tolerated ! A priest hosted the ceremony, We are encouraged to believe that death is not the end of life, God is always with us to give us eternal blessing, we have gathered here today. He looked around at the mourners and those that had attended the funeral. .to realise that the imagination is the knowledge and the myth, we are here to depart from Andrew Ketton, an individual who engrossed those around him, those of you that know him personally and as a colleague would be praying as to why he did not have a peaceful death, you will be asking, why did his life have to disappear in the middle of the night, what was the cause, I would like to tell you that Andrew Kettons death is what has brought him closer to us. Earth to earth, ashes to ashes and dust to dust!! The priest said to those around him. In a sure and certain hope for resurrection into eternal life.!!

The priest picked up a handful of loose soil and dropped it on top of the coffin while the men levered the casket down into Andrews final lasting place.

Detective Derek Tyler, had found extracts from Nicolas diary concerning the missing woman and her final movements before she disappeared. Tyler began reading to himself. The forensics visited this morning and stated that DEATHS organs are all in tact and very well preserved, I too have checked her body and have found nil assumptions to suggest any viruses, poisonous bacteria/germs or parasites as being present. The body has been deposited in water temperature has been stabilised at zero degrees celcius. This morning it was quite busy in the laboratory but after the forensics had gone I was waiting for the arrival of Ms Hanson. I took some extra photographs and wrote down what I thought of this body to help future analysis. I at first thought an Antarctic race has been discovered, but I discovered this was not true. When I turned away from the tank and concentrated on a different subject I found that the room I am in quite suddenly with a freak nature turned very dark, I dismissed the ideas as the body is extremely ancient. I felt as though I was standing in woodland, it was very fierce. The ferocity seemed to be hundreds of millions of years old, she seems to be more evolved than modern man and maybe mankind itself. It is as though a new prehistoric species has been discovered. At the moment all seems fine and quiet, I am waiting for Andrew he may have news as to why Ms Hanson did not contact me today. This was Nicolas last piece that was inserted into her diary for the days work, the purpose of this diary was that after the examination of the body final decisions were to be as to whether or not this remarkable archaeological ancient discovery will be made public or not. Nicolas diary was also to be used by the media and as a description to the early moments of this woman becoming a historic figure whereby new sponsorships could be found to finance new fuel finding missions.

Tyler looked at the clock, it said half past two, he had gone through most of the files on the system, he had to go to a meeting now and tomorrow after leaving his required belongings in the new apartment he decided he will begin to go through the boxes in the morning and finishing by having a look at what is in the computer in the afternoon. The next day he will write out an initial plan for the investigation and the enquiries to be made, there was no case to pursue at the present moment but he was going to treat Operation Rime as though it was one. Outside the weather was warm, people were behaving as though a scorching summer had arrived; they had put in the effort to increase the tempo of glamorising life in the sun. In the distance Detective Derek Tyler saw a man talking to a woman who had a pram in front of her, the man and the woman finished their conversation and walked in opposite directions, beyond them Tyler could see uniformed police officers questioning a bald heavily built man, what some may call a butcher, next to them a woman was trying to plead with the police officers. A police van arrived and parked near to the police car, the man was being cautioned by the police officers but he was resisting arrest. Two police officers standing behind him took hold of him and pushed him towards the police car, while the man struggled a police officer pulled the mans head down trying to drag him. A siren could be heard. The woman was shouting at the top of her voice for the police to let go. There were two officers standing near her making sure there was no getaway and she punched one of them in the face, while two officers jumped out of the police van, the officer that had been punched grabbed the woman and pulled her to the ground, the other officer, pulled her arms back so that she could not struggle. She screamed and shouted, the other officers had the man on top of the police car and were handcuffing him, the man was shouting because of the pain and the humiliation. The siren belonged to a police car that had raced to the scene. Two policemen got out of the car and ran to help the others. The woman had been handcuffed and was shown into the police van. The man was taken into the van with force. Tyler tried to hide his detective role as he walked past them, the officers were radioing the arrest and some were writing down details.

Tyler found the cafe and walked inside, there were four rows of seating, there was two elderly males sitting in the corner, one of them was looking out of the window while the other was looking at the counter, Tyler walked down the aisle and saw a young man sitting down looking glum. On the far side there was another elderly man and in the middle there was seated a male who seemed very confused. Tyler waited to be served, he was greeted by a young man who made it seem as though those customers that were present were his only friends. Ill have a large tea please, two sugars to drink in. Tyler looked for the price. One pound twenty please. The young man requested while looking for a mug. Tyler put a one pound coin and a twenty pence coin onto the surface of the counter and waited for his tea. The door opened and Tyler looked around; it was a man. The tea was almost ready, the waiter took the money and put it in to the till and then gave Tyler his cup of tea. Tyler sat at the nearest table facing the window. Behind him he could hear quite a large order being made. Tyler sipped his tea and realised that somehow all the destitute hookers, thiefs, junkies and frauds had found a found a five pound note in one of their pockets to spend. He emptied the second sugar bag and gave his tea another stir. Tyler noticed that the over-dramatic-theatrical-exhibitionists who called themselves public-citizens had just self-innovated a world thanksgiving moment just as he was about to have a meeting in regards to Operation Rime 3 making him look as though he was sitting in this cafe getting ready to conspire as to how to blow up the Houses of Parliament. Behind him he could hear generosity in all its glorious entirety, in front of him he could see all those that had arrived for a drink in the pub on the other side of the street deciding that alcohol was irrelevant. Tyler could feel the peace, maybe it was a thanksgiving to Scotland Yard for getting Tyler out of the publics way. The door opened and in came Detective Raymond Grover.

Grover walked down the aisle looking at the other customers who gave Grover the same looks back. Tyler. Grover said as they shook hands. Tyler stood up and asked the waiter behind the counter for another tea. Grover sat down and Tyler joined him. Whats the importance Tyler ? Grover asked. Grover, are you working on any crimes at the moment ? Tyler had to think fast of ideas to convince Grover to join him. Ive just finished on an investigation and Im beginning another early next week.....Why ? Grover......Ive been assigned to lead Operation Rime and Im looking for detectives. The young waiter put down a cup of tea. Operation Rime ? Why has that been re-opened ? Because nobody has yet been convicted, no real witnesses have come forward and it makes us seem as though we have lost. Scotland Yard does not want to leave the crimes as the greatest unsolved crimes of the century Grover. And so why do you need me ? Grover drank the tea. Well I can trust your interests in the occult, I can trust you, you have worked on Operation Rime in the past.....and anyway it will only be casual......in your own time Grover and I can pay you for your time. Derek, the reason why I was assigned to first initial investigation was because I inches away from nailing a inspirational fame seeking politician for being responsible for the murder of a member of the royal family. Which politician ? Never mind....., the reasons why I was kept on Operation Rime was because they had to assemble new units cos a load of detectives and inspectors declined the offer. It was that apartment.....Nicolas, and then when they thought about the other crime scenes they had experiences more worse than nightmares or orgies of terrifying hallucinations. Most have left you know that dont you Tyler ? Yes, and I know that you have accepted my offer. So what happens from hereTyler, look around you, these people dont want the crimes solvedand neither does anybody else, just give the commissioners what they would like to hear. Trust me Tyler they themselves will fuck you up.

There will be another person working with us, her name is Lilith, shes not part of any unit, shes some kind of parapsychologist that knows about the supernatural.....shes meeting me tomorrow night at nine for a quick dinner so that I can give her a starter file containing, reports, evidence etcetera to get her started. And I am supposed to turn up to ? Yes at eight, Nicolas apartment, Ill be moving in tomorrow while Im working on these crimes. Tyler ? Tomorrow at eight dont forget. Tyler had finished his tea. After paying for Grovers tea, they both walked outside and shook hands before leaving each other, Grover had come in his car. All of a sudden the world thanksgiving moment abruptly ended and the crooked billets and unsmoked fillets began their unwanted party tantrums again. Tyler waited at the bus stop, he saw two bent uniformed aggressive police officers on the other side of the road walking with menacing strides, he looked in the opposite direction and saw a woman dressed as a witch with a male dressed as an illuminous alien walking his way, behind them was a man dressed as the devil with a female punk walking beside him. Tyler looked once again in the direction that the bus will come and he saw a young woman poking out her chest walking towards him, looking at him as though she knew about his secretive sexual fantasies. A man dressed in a suit came and stood next to Tyler, he was speaking on his mobile phone. .........yes I was just assigned today, I mean I know it sounds quite simple but people dont know how difficult it is to find an appropriate child to act the part of a computer genius.... The man while carrying on his conversation let off gas, Tyler heard it because he had never heard such a loud fart. The man finished his conversation and Tyler could sense that the man did not like Tyler smelling his gases. Tyler at this moment was holding his breath and in his mind he was swearing, Tyler got the urge to kick the man up his backside. The man was questioning Tyler as to whether it was convenient to arrest an innocent person for farting in a public open

space. Actually this is what they always did, they would start a fight so that Tyler will lose his temper, and they would hope that he would do something on the lines of grievous bodily harm. They wanted to see Tyler behind bars. The bus arrived and Tyler was quite worked up now, Tyler wanted to think about how an investigation comes with its own nightmares and paranoid imaginations when going in deep. The bus was quite full and so Tyler stood and he thought to himself. Five hundred years ago they said the world was flat, today they say it is a globe.....in five years time they will say that the world is bending....bending like this bendy-bus......why....? Because....all I have to do is look at around and I can see the future all around me. A seat became available at the back of the bus and Tyler made sure that he got the seat.

That night Tyler had got a small suitcase and a holdall luggage camping bag full of what he needed ready to take to his new temporary dwelling the next day. After having made a few phone calls he found that one of this brothers had a friend who was looking for somewhere to stay. The friend agreed on the rent. Tyler charged an extra fifteen pound on top of the rent, this he and his brother will halve between them. They agreed that Tyler will visit at the end of the month to collect the rent before the landlord comes around wanting his rent-money. For Tyler tonight it was going to be his last night here, he did not know when he will return or if he will return, he wanted to have an early night because after tomorrow he will begin to push for explanations as to why the crimes were committed and possibly by who. That night Tyler was asleep as usual and he began to have a dream. Tyler was standing on a street corner looking at the windows of a building that was on the side of the street. He could suddenly feel himself gliding across the road towards the building, he entered the front path and the door opened, inside it was dark, it was so dark

that he could see nothing but absolute evil, he felt his body glide upwards and then after a moment he stopped, he heard the door below him close and then he heard another door open in front of him. He glided forwards once again and he felt a different kind of darkness. He could feel, death, anger and sorrow. He could see nothing apart from the windows that were lit by the outside streetlights. He stood there not knowing what was around him. Finally the lights turned on and he saw something that shocked and terrified him all at once. It was a ghost. Someone had covered themselves in a white sheet and that someone was looking at Tyler. Tyler struggled out of dream and woke up, he lay there wondering whether it was safe to go back to sleep. After about fifteen minutes Tyler slowly drifted back to sleep.

The morning in the office was very straight forward, Derek downloaded most of the files to his laptop and made a back-up copy for himself. He had not brought the suitcase and holdall with him so he could not go straight round to the apartment. After looking through the boxes and the cupboard, he prepared a small file containing photos and interviews made by the police for Lilith to look at along with relevant data saved to a USB from the computer files. Grover had also telephoned to say that he will meet Tyler outside the apartment tonight. Tyler had lunch in the canteen and after talking to other detectives he looked through the CCTV footage of the police killings in West Kensington, the footage had not captured Andrew nor the undertaker on film, Tyler then looked at several footages of the motorway violences that occurred on the M25 Runneymede Bridge. Tyler was still unable to pinpoint a real motive; he could see that this was not serial killings that had happened nor psychotic or maniacal murders that had happened. Grovers files were a bit more difficult to organise than Liliths simply because Grover had more experience in the field. The time was three twenty-five on Tylers watch, he decided he will finish here today; he turned off the computer, tidied his desk and then locked the office door.

The detective made a quick snack to eat, he checked the windows, half-closed the curtains and looked at his dark red Daihatsu Materia through the window, it would be easier if he came back tomorrow and collected it after studying the apartment tonight. Derek checked the ashtrays and the plug sockets and was ready to leave at six fortyfive. Tyler stood at the doorway, his nerves had turned edgy, he never prayed but if there was a time to pray then it was certainly now, Tyler put down the suitcase and the holdall while his stomach churned making his mental state preventing him from leaving. He looked around at his flat, he did not know when he will return or even if he will return. Tyler walked to couch and sat down, he did not know what he was thinking or what to think, he wanted to know that he will successfully solve this case without getting dragged down by any unknown force. Tyler did not believe in God and so he did not know who God was, but he made a silent prayer to himself. On the course of this investigation.,I might die.,I dont want to dieI do not know what is going to happen, I am by myself.. please help me. Tyler stood up and had one last look around at his living room, knowing that everything was fine and that his brother had the spare key for the new temporary tenant, Tyler picked up the luggage and walked out of the front door. He closed the door and then locked it with his key. The evening was dark, he had to take the bus to SW6, it shouldnt be too difficult he thought as long as the buses were not too crowded. Tyler took a bus to Victoria station and then took a bus towards Hammersmith. He sat downstairs keeping an eye on his belongings while looking for the required stop. He found the road that he was looking for and pressed the bell, the apartment was not too far from here, it was only a two minute walk. Outside he could see Grover sitting in his new harvest-moon-beige coloured company car, it was a Luna 1.9 TDI 105PS - Volkswagen Beetle. Thats nice. Tyler commented on the car. Grover opened the door and stepped outside, Tyler peered into the cream coloured interior.

Do you want a hand or shall I bring the shopping ? Bring the shopping. Tyler said. Grover opened the back-door and took out three bags of groceries, he locked the car with the remote and followed Tyler. Tyler put down the suitcase and pulled out a set keys for the front door from his trouser pocket. Grover watched as he unlocked the door. Tyler had a weird feeling as though he had seen this place somewhere before. They had just entered the most famous place of the century and were walking upstairs when Tyler asked Grover what the menu was for tonight. Kingfish. Grover told him. Tyler put down the suitcase at the top of the stairs beside him and unlocked the door to the apartment and then looked inside. Grover followed Tyler inside. How much do I owe you Grover ? Eighteen pounds and forty one pence. Tyler put the suitcase and bag down and looked for his wallet in his jacket pocket. Shall I leave these in the kitchen first? Grover asked about the shopping. Yes please. Grover walked towards the kitchen. Tyler looked around at the apartment, it was very state-of-the-art, not trendy or lush but very professional. Grover returned and Tyler gave him thirty pounds and told him to keep the change. If you go through the files and reports youll see that they found two samples of blood in here, three including Andrews. Grover told Tyler. Yeah I saw that. Tyler looked for his laptop in his suitcase to check that he had not damaged it during transportation. When I came here, a window was smashed, that door was off its hinges, there had been quite a struggle in here. We concluded that Andrew had returned here after Nicolas death prior to his own a week later. Grover opened the cabinet that contained bottles of spirit. Still the same bottles. He remarked. The laptop was undamaged; Tyler left it on the dining table and then walked to the kitchen and looked around while Grover made himself

comfortable on the leather settee. Tyler looked into the bathroom and then the small bedroom, he then took of his jacket. Well whatd you think ? Grover asked Tyler. Very spacious and neat. Tyler switched on the plug sockets. Grover picked up the remote control and turned on the television, he began to flick through the channels. Tyler sat down on the single leather settee and put his head back. Ill get dinner ready. Sure. Tyler turned off the television. Tyler had brought music with him, he found a CD that was atmospherical music that explored the horrors and nightmares. Tyler put it into the system and then walked to the dining table to filter through more of the information handed to him. The apartment was soon filled with music that portrayed deep-madness, fear and the knowing that all was not what it seemed and pointing to factors that there were unknown elements around wanting to cause uncanny executions. It had been half an hour and the buzzer rang, it had to be Lilith. Derek turned off the music and went down the stairs and opened the door. Grover ! Tyler shouted as he came back in. Im almost finishedwait ! Come here, its Lilith. Grover stepped out of the kitchen. Grover this is Lilith Noyes. Lilith this is Detective Raymond Grover. Nice to meet you detective. Lilith reached out her hand to shake Grovers. Ms Noyes, it is going to be a great pleasure I hope working with you and Tyler. Lilith please sit, dinner will be ready soon. Grover pointed to the settee. Lilith sat down and looked around the apartment, it seemed as though she had just entered a sacred site, Tyler looked for the file and the USB stick he had prepared for her.

Lilith you must understand that its very rare for criminals to leave us with substantial evidence, we have to do the work ourselves. Thats why the file Im handing to you cant be deemed as a fattyone. Masterchef.is it possible for you to bring coffee with milk and sugar in here for Lilith ? Tyler ask me if it is achievable not if it is possible..it is achievable. Thats Grover.theres a file here with photocopied reports, interviews, evidence from crime scenes, photos and other stuff.theres much of the same stuff on the USB.the file contains probably most of the stuff that you already know but it is more in depth, see how you get on Lilith, see what you can come up with..and then Ill start to provide you with more confidential material. Okay detective. Lilith took the file and USB, she began to look into the file. A minute later Grover entered with a cup of coffee for Lilith and a cup of tea for Tyler. I brought this DVD along if any of you want to see it if you already have not. What is it ? Grover asked. The Haunted Circleits one of the movies that was filmed in this apartment. Ill have a look at that after weve eaten. Grover took the DVD and looked at the case. Let me get my tea, Ive finished cooking, we just have to wait while it cools. Tyler returned to his laptop, Grover went into the kitchen and returned with his drink, as he sat down on the single settee he put his cup on the table. And so Lilith...... Detective Raymond Grover began, .....I think that it is the third law of motion that tells us that every action has a reaction, Lilith when we begin an investigation that is our reaction to a crime because lets say a violent illegal action was undertaken...., and so we have the opposed and the equal actions to work against as does our suspects........do you get the picture ? Grover sipped on his tea. Yes detective. Lilith sipped on her coffee.

.......Lilith I and Tyler would like you to understand that this investigation could take weeks maybe months of boring shifting and filtering through evidence, making enquiries.......thus having extended periods of time when nothing goes your way.....thus giving our criminals the chance to getaway etcetera.....do you get the picture ? Grover sipped on his tea. Yes detective. Lilith sipped on her coffee. .....Lilith I and of course Tyler want to emphasise the importance of truth here.....I want you to always be truthful with us, if you think we are drifting away from the case then please tell us....if you think you have found something valuable yet your conscious does not want you to tell me neither Tyler please be truthful with yourself and with us by reminding yourself that you are withholding valuable information from us.....I want you during this investigation because of its quite scary nature to be truthful, me nor Tyler will react in a negative way, I would like you to be truthful for the safety of all of us.....do you get the picture ? Grover sipped on his tea. Yes detective. Lilith sipped on her coffee. Lilith may I call you Mrs Noyes ? Of course, there is no problem with that Detective Grover. Mrs Noyes, when we investigated the actual crimes, the sergeants, inspectors, forensics and all the other departments involved had to deal with the greatest sects of the supernatural.....Ms Noyes, I want to hear a story from you.....a real life scary experience that you had, your most scariest the one that you will never forget, and then we can see how much of this material you should be exposed to......Well Lilith ? Grover sipped on his coffee. Well detective..... Lilith sipped on her coffee. .....it was several years ago....me and my husband went to Hanwell, because we have friends there, we were called there for dinner but it was actually so that we could look at our friends daughter, my husband was told that she was behaving very mysteriously. It was in the evening..... Lilith reminisced the story and told Grover the tale with every detail included. It was cold, the rain had stopped but the wind as very cold and sharp, Lilith and her husband stepped out from their car thinking

that the Roopes would have been waiting from them, at least looking out of their window, the room lights were turned off though the light in the hallway could be see through the front door. Berkeley walked to the front door and pressed the doorbell, Lilith telephoned the Roopes on their landline, both Berkeley and Lilith were unsuccessful, Lilith tried to ring the mobile phones of the Roopes though once again she was unsuccessful. The Roopes Saab Saloon was parked in the driveway. Berkeley rang the doorbell several more times before giving up. Lets go around the back. He told Lilith. The pair pushed open the door to the alleyway and walked through the dark tunnel, they had taken this route before but this time there could be other presences felt, they had only the light from the outside streetlights to help them alongside the dim lights that emitted from their mobile phones, they walked as though to avoid stepping on sleeping ghouls. Berkeley pushed the door open at the other end; it was not much use as there were no lights in the garden to flood through the alleyway. Lilith and Berkeley Noyes walked onto the porch, they could see a bedroom light on, it was Mercy, the young woman that they had been told was behaving mysteriously. Berkeley realised that the back door was slightly open. Shall we go in ? He asked his wife. Ruth ..! Ruth! Lilith called but she got no response. Gareth..! Gareth.! Still she got no response, Where are the children ? Lets go in and see what the problem is. Berkeley pushed the door wide open. They both walked inside, the kitchen was dark, Berkeley turned the light on, the house seemed to be empty as though it had been a week or so since anybody had been inside. They walked to the corridor and stopped, they saw fresh blood splashed across the white walls and wooden floor, the blood smelt human but they did not know if it was blood or not. Gareth ! Where are you ? Berkeley shouted. They heard a soft crying noise, it was coming from upstairs. That sounds like Mercy. Lilith recognised the cry. Mercy..!! Mercy.!! Are you alright.!!

Come on lets go up and see for ourselves. We cant go upstairs look at the walls. Mercy is there anybody else with you..!!?? The crying continued, Berkeley switched on the hallway light and peered at the staircase, he could not get a good view of the upper floor and did not know what was up there apart from Mercy. Come on. Berkeley just call the police, call the police first. Cant you see the blood ? Lets first find out what has happened, I need to make sure Mercy is okay and not hurt, come on Lilith. The Noyes walked through the hallway, the crying and sobbing could still be heard, Berkeley, you go make sure if Mercy is fine, Ill call the emergency services. We dont know even if it is an emergency yet. Lilith did not answer but waited a while until Berkeley slowly climbed the staircase, Lilith turned on the upstairs lights so that he could look around, the crying continued. Mercy, calm down, Berkeley is on his way up..Im about to call the police. Once Berkeley was on top of the staircase Lilith telephoned the emergency services. You have telephoned nine, nine, nine. Which service do you require ? The police. Berkeley walked down the corridor looking at the blood, he had not been to this part of the house before. Berkeley could smell a horrible pungent smell. He saw an open door and the crying seemed to discharge from inside. Slowly he walked to door and pushed the mahogany coloured door open, inside he saw more blood on the floor, he did not have the time to look around. In the middle of the room there was sitting a young woman, it was Mercy, she was covered in blood and beside her was a corpse that was bloody, its flesh had been ripped off. Berkeleys heart sank and stopped beating at the same time, for a second he lost his thoughts; he shook his head wanting to run in case he was attacked, he took one more look at Mercy who began screaming to him.

Put me down.!!! Put me down.!!! Put me down.!!! She shrieked and screamed. Berkeley.!!! Lilith screamed. Put me down.!!! Berkeley ran downstairs Quick get outside ! He pushed Lilith towards the front door. Put me down.!!! Put me down.!!! Put me down.!!! Mercys voice could still be heard. Well as we waited for the police..Berkeley told me what he saw upstairs, the police arrived took statements from the two of us, we told them were family friends. Later we found out that Mercy had killed the family and had begun to eat them. Shes being kept in a place for criminals that are deemed as lunaticshave you heard this story before detective, it was in the local west London papers. No Lilith I havent come across that story, I liked that story its true and unreal but a true story, yes ? Yes detective. Lilith let me tell you a story, one that should reflect mine and Tylers experiences in both the supernatural field and in the policing department..I was working on an investigation that concerned a road crash and a royal member, three years after the incident I tracked the murder to a leading-politician of that time who had fixed the death of that royal person to be planned and executed as though it was an accident. I believe they are still looking for evidence and witnesses..just like we are doing in Operation Rime. Because Lilith I began to blame this political figure I was removed from that particular investigation to another investigation and that was Operation Rime. A vehicle that was involved in motorway violence belonged to a group of females that called themselves the Guardian Angels, we did a raid on their property, armed officers went in and found..nobody and then me and my team of detectives went inside, I was told that they had searched the cellar and that I should go in before the forensics to take note of its conditions. I was given a torch light and with several others I walked down into an abyss, we did not have the time to set up flood lights, we were looking at a first degree murder case here. Anyway I went down the flight of steps first, it was dark, I could not see anything..it was as though nothing

existed, nothing, I did not know if it was the beginning of time or if it was another world or what, the torch lights finally filtered through the darkness to bring into view several walking sticksthere were three that were standing by the wall, another stick, a walking stick was lying there on the floor in the centre, I carried on walking, the armed unit had checked the cellar but there was this feeling that something was wanting to make its ghastly experience, I was frightened, whatever that could have been there in the cellar was far older than ancient and more fascinating than the soul. I shone my light into the dark corners of the cellar, the noise from upstairs couldnt be heard anymore..I was somewhere else, they did not exist anymore, I had to carry on, I shone the light onto a bath tub.we found nothing in that cellar, the opposite end to where the bathtub sat was even greater in its mass of black darkness, it was solid and there right in front of us.did you like my story Lilith. Grover finished his tea. Yes detective..I think that experience is very morbid and sinister. Lilith..several months later that operation came to a halt, the decision was made though there were small teams working on different cases just making sure we had not given up. Lilith I expect nightmares and morbid paranoia when I work on a homicide case. Several months after my journey into that cellar one night I was trying to fall asleep when I realised..my brain was engulfed into that same darkness from that cellar, I felt as though I was lying there on that cold floor, I started to think and realised that something was there when we went down there, it felt like that something was lifting up those walking sticks to beat me with them. I had to stay awake longer than I had to that night. The next day the hauntings continued through the daytime, I was looking at walking sticks, crutches, wheel chairs and all sorts of other medical equipment. On that same night I was lying in bed and I thought to myself is it going to be the cellar again ? But I stopped there in my thoughts because I was far too deep into this haunting and it was the haunting that had made that whole day for me, I did not want it to make the night for me too, but, I fell into deep sleep straight away after that thought and since then I have

never thought about that journey into that cellar unless it was required.Is everyone ready for dinner ? Grover turned to Tyler. Yes Grover.I think we should be shouldnt we ? Derek replied. Lilith..are you ready to eat ? Grover questioned Lilith. Yes.of course I am, I want to eat, I need to go home. Okay both of you await at the dining table and I shall serve your meal. The three had nearly finished their steaks of kingfish with turnips, chips and raw onion. Lilith what you doing on Friday evening..can you come to my office at Scotland Yard, you can go through the collected material thats there in the boxes and cupboards ? What time in the evening Derek.I cant make it if its late ? Six.is that okay ? Yes fine. Okayjust tell the front desk, youre looking for Detective Tyler, Ill let them know beforehand that Im expecting you. Are you staying for another coffee ? No Grover, I have to go home, I told Berkeley that Im helping someone to begin a seminar. After Lilith had gone, Grover sat on the settee watching The Haunted Circle, Tyler remained at the dining table, comparing his notes and trying to find a plot to the crimes. It had been nearly an hour, the movie was very eerie, and most of the scenes had been filmed inside that very apartment making it seem very real. Tyler sat back and watched the television, Grover was slouched back and very intrigued. Tyler listened and tried to makeout what he had been listening to for the past hour. Quella..tell me what is really going on ? You wont understand Juniper, if I told you youd say Im fucking mad.

Quella, if you dont tell me, something could happen to me as well..right ? There were two women standing in the apartment having a conversation. It was the same apartment that Grover and Tyler were inside right now. Juniper, they want me to kill..if I do not kill then they would rather I took my own life than live.do you understand ? I do understand but explain to me who, take me to them or bring them here, lets sort this out, the sooner the better. Tyler realised why Grover had become hypnotised by the film. No..no I cant bring them here, and I can take you to see them..JuniperJuniper..they are not alive, they are deaddo you understand, they want me to kill, to get revengeor I must dieeither way they want humanity overthrown. Are they here now..I mean are they listening to us talking. JuniperWhat do you think ? Quella, its better we stay together tonight, we can think of a way to solve this problem. No, thats not a good idea, no, then theyll begin to get close to you too..its better that you leave now, live your life Juniper and dont think about what has happened..ever..Goodbye Juniper! Juniper walked out of the apartment, the camera was focused on Quellas sobbing face, there was a sudden thud and a wailing scream and the sounds of a body being thrown down the staircase. The camera watched, turned and followed Quella to the top of the staircase. The next shot was Quellas point of view; the camera looked ahead and then down, down and down to the bottom of the stairs where Juniper lay there body all twisted and broken. Grover ?! Yes. I was wondering if you were awake.here come and take a look at this. Grover paused the DVD and walked to where Tyler was sitting.

The detective swivelled the laptop so that Grover could get a good view, Grover looked, it was a photo of Death, she had her eyes closed, but it was her. Recognise her. Yes, yes I do, I saw her picture in connection to the investigation.its the body that was supposedly stolen. Grover decided to take the DVD home as it was getting quite late, Tyler realised that it would be better if he got as much rest and sleep as possible now; the washing could be done tomorrow evening. He did not know what the future held.

It was dark, there was no life and there was no habitable environment. It was a nowhere that did not exist, nowhere and nothing. Time did not exist, galaxies did not exist, the universe did not exist. Four gigantic white lights began to shine, they not disturb the silence, the nowhere and nothing protected them. She walked down the dark aisle and stopped in front of the lights that were now shining in different directions. It was Death in her skeletal form. She looked nowhere and thought of nothing, dressed in her royal red robe, her head was covered with her robe. The immortal being looked ahead without neglecting the silence. The four lights were given power, they glistened and shone more powerfully, gradually the lights behaved like they had a life of their own, the lights turned into violent discharges of electricity. The discharges erupted forming into a singular cloud of lightning containing thunder-bolts. It was a non-pleasant evening on earth, humans were behaving as though summer had already arrived, there was nothing that was pleasing to the mentality in what they did. They were contributing to their customary routine as they do everyday by counting their daily takings while locking up the businesses while conspiring as to how to strangle one another so that tomorrow no piece on the game-board would have moved in an unknown though unrequired direction. There was a large burst of lightning above London, it large enough to be noticed by weather forecasters, suddenly there followed a heavy

thunder that shook the city. The humans behaved as though they had just been confronted by an opposition that was unnatural, they looked around yet carried on with their schedules, it began to rain; a heavy thunderstorm had just arrived, it was unpredicted and had not been noticed.

Tyler sat at his desk wondering what his next move should be. Grover was sitting on a reclining leather chair and staring out of the window. Tylers move had to be decisive not a pointless conduct that would become an unrequited response that explains to him that the required information has been forgotten, lost or that it is better that Tyler finds a more sensible assignment to keep himself busy with. Tyler had to wait first for Grovers and Liliths response; especially Liliths response. There was nothing he could do, Operation Rime was not a maze it was a who-the-fuck-dunnit without leaving any substantial evidence for the London Metropolitian Police Service. Tyler looked at his list of what he was to do; first there was a visit to the place where Nicola and Ms Hanson worked, Tyler needed clues in connection to the body, secondly there was going to be a visit to the forest where the individuals had disappeared and then there was to an enquiry made to the train driver who had found Andrews body. Tyler was then to think about where the missing body was kept during its disappearance and Andrews death. Tylers telephone rang. Yes tell her to come up, Im expecting her, tell her Im on the fourth floor and that Ill meet her at the elevators. Tyler turned and looked at Grover who was still staring at the dark sky. Liliths here.. Tyler did not get a reply. Ill just go and get her. Tyler was gone for several minutes before he returned with Lilith behind him. Hello Grover. Lilith did not get a reply. Lilith do you remember that story Grover told you about the Guardian Angels ? Yes..

Would you like to read their diaries, they kept some sort of catalogue for their occult prayers, they practised witchcraft and paganismI have a file here with information such as their true birth names, their education, where they had resided etcetera.the file should give you a larger picture about themthe diaries are in that box over there, Ive left them on top. Tyler pointed to a box that was stacked on top of several others. Did you find anything useful in that file I gave you Lilith ? Yes Tyler..I did..its probably what you know already. Tell us please. Grover decided to join in on the conversation. If youre going to pursue this investigation, I think it will be a good idea if you looked at where theyi.e Andrew, Nicola and the guardian angels got their information on the occult. Lilith held up the diaries. Ill go through and see what I can find, but you should have links and associations that they had made already, you should investigate that division once again, more thoroughly. Lilith took a seat on the couch and looked at Grover curiously. There was a raven in Grovers bathroom today, I asked earlier whether he was sure it was a raven and maybe not a magpie, he has not said a word since thenmost likely Grover actually thinks hes in a room with two magpies at this very moment. I see. Lilith acknowledged the explanation for Grovers serenity. Lilith last night..Iwoke up once during the middle of my sleep because I felt like I was being awoken. I could hear mirrors and glass being smashed in the kitchen..it stopped as soon as I woke up..there was nothing wrong in the kitchen however this morning. Derek it was most probably happening in your dreams. Maybe.there were also a lot of things that go bump in the night stuff, a lot of scratching and tapping and some knocking. Well it must be the aging of the apartment and it getting used to its new occupant. Lilith. Grover called out while Tyler took a seat behind his table. Yes Grover. Lilith..tell me a twenty first century superstition, you know a action that will bring bad luck or a malevolent omengive me one off the top of your head.

Well.. Lilith thought for a moment. ..I know that the flickering of lights is supposed to be a evil moment because the flickering is supposed to be a descriptive code that the evil spirits are using to contact more evil spirits..also you have the interchanging aspects of lightness and darkness. I see. Grover nodded his head up and down. But Grover you must understand that one persons misery is another persons delight, there are countless numbers of people that dwell in this stuff and most of it is on their side. I see. Grover nodded his head up and down. On the subject of glass and mirrors Tyler. She turned to Tyler. You must know that a broken mirror is supposed to bring you bad luck ? Yes. Yes and that you learnt when you were younger..think about how that story would have developed..do you want to know ? Yes Lilith please tell me. Mirrors are used in black magic worship when the worshipper curses someone while looking into a mirror..the mirror is then smashed and this is what brings evil to the person that was cursed. You mean like someone cursing Tyler and then smashing mirrors in the kitchen to drive him and then us out ? Grover was now fascinated. Yes.probably..but if the mirror is scattered around the person that was cursed then the dangers are supposedly much more severe Grover. I see. Grover nodded his head up and down. Lilith Grovers going home..what are your plans ? Well I have to be home too Tyler, Ill read these diaries and Ill get back to you. Lilith stood up. Ill wait for your call Lilith.

THE METAPHYSICAL ENCHANTMENT

The River Thames was quiet, the encircling woodland and forestry was quiet, and the morning sun illuminated the meaning that it will soon be a new season bringing natural warmth and essence. The water was flowing at a slow tempo and flying fishes were making most of the clam waters by spreading their wings and exploring the river. Melissa did not know if there was a world or if there were only dreams. She was preparing to return to her normal stagnant life that was most probably composed of nightmares. This place she had resided in for the past eight years protected her from the strenuous invasions; she did feel very estranged not from what was occurring around her but because of the concepts involved in life. She looked at the River Thames as she had never seen it before; she had been here once or twice as a younger child but it was not like this. She looked around her at the forests looking for the being who had brought her here, there was no sign of anybody. She turned and saw a being standing in between the tress, Melissa walked in his direction and the being turned and walked. She had followed the being for several minutes before she viewed a building in front of them. The building seemed obscure with two big wooden doors at the front. The being unlocked one of the doors and with a mighty pull he opened the door, a breeze passed through the woods and the being entered the vault. Melissa followed inside, lights flickered above her and then the radiance became visible. The door closed behind her and she could see several corridors in front of her, she walked in the direction of the being and then stopped and looked at a tall glass containing water inside of it. Suspended in the water was a human brain; Melissa

carried on walking, there were doors and more corridors, everything in this building was prohibited and restricted from public use. Behind her the brain in the tank glistened and glowed before it began to manifest, it took the form of a young girl wearing a white gown and it floated to the top of the tank and began to climb out. The features on the face girl moulded into that of Melissas. As Melissa followed the being the girl followed Melissa. Melissa had followed the being through a narrow and dark corridor before the being stopped at a door that was at the end of the corridor, the being turned and looked at the girl that was drenched in water standing several meters behind Melissa. The girl glistened and glowed before it began to manifest into a brain once again. The being unlocked the door and gave it a mighty pull, the being did not enter but opened the door entirely before turning to look at Melissa who began to walk forwards. She entered the doorway, inside she could see nothing, but she walked forwards, the door closed behind her and she carried on walking forwards seeming blind. A light began to shine, it was not a powerful light but it shined down on something. Melissa walked towards it and realised that it was a man, a very big man who was hanging from chains that were locked to his wrists. Melissa began to feel cold, she could see blood on his back and then she made out a large cut that was made into his lower spinal area. She walked around to see the front of the body and she looked at bearded man with long hair. She did not know if he was alive or dead, he was motionless. Melissa heard a noise on the left and in the dark she saw a being open something, another being was holding on to a metal rod that was being poked into the box, there was a struggle and finally after a scream the being tightened something that was fixed to the rod. He pulled the rod out and the screaming continued. At the other end Melissa saw a snake that was spitting, hissing, screaming and snapping it jaws. It was very violent, the being that handled it walked behind the bearded man and then after another brief struggle everything went quiet. Eventually the mans head moved slightly and he opened his eyes. He seemed very lost and behaved as if he was regaining consciousness after being in a very long state of coma. He slowly

looked around him, the beings were still standing behind him while he thought and as he began to interpret and process all the lost time he had been through as a prisoner. He did not know how long he had been kept in this place, he could remember coming to this land; they had been warned that this territory was dangerous but the decision had already been made. His body began to hurt, he also felt very confused as though a secret had been lost, he looked at Melissa who was standing in front of him. He could not understand the girl and his brain began to hurt very violently; he could see the progression and the changes, the introductions and the disorder. Who are you ? What has happened to my people ? He asked Melissa in an uneven rough tone. Who are you ? The man thought for a moment as to whether this girl could be trusted and then he answered. I am Thunger, I am success, I am a prince..Can you remember me..? Prince Thunger. The man dropped his head for a moment and then spoke again. Who are you ? Will you release me ? Tell me how much longer I have ? Tell me what has happened to my people ? The man angrily growled and Melissa at first only saw his two long fangs as spit came out of his mouth and then she looked at his yellow eyed wild stare as he growled and twisted trying to break free. He stopped convulsing and his head dropped; it was quiet once again.

Tyler had decided to move the bed out of the small room and into the communal area. He moved the television and the settees nearer to the windows and moved the dining table towards the door. He thought this idea would be good because he could easily work out where the noises were coming from and he would able to look through the windows to see as to whether anybody was spying on him.

The forest had now become dark, this is precisely what they wanted as their intentions were quite damaging to todays media. They were commissioned to make a television programme for a series based on the worlds scariest twenty first century stories for a world-wide paranormal channel. England had allocated the murder and disappearance of the individuals that were involved in some kind of messianic witchcraft. The programme makers wanted to indulge the audience with the hauntings and the paranormal occurances that happened after the incidents alongside how the public were affected by such an unknown monstrous episode at the beginning of an unpredicted new millennium. The programme makers are Cosmic Media who are based in Kentish Town, Cosmic Media is an independent film production company that is nearing its tenth birthday. They had hired Mister Jake Howeller to produce the programme. Mr Howeller worked on many of Cosmic Medias projects that helped the company to become a well-renowned production company and executive directors wanted Jake to make this production his best. Jake had discussed the material with a small production team and had scheduled the shooting to take place in a farm house that was nearby to the farms and forest area that the commissioning sponsors were interested in. After several small auditions and several talks with agents Jake decided to hire Mabel Gray as the presenter, two professors also agreed to help present the programme by assessing the hauntings, the crimes, the motives and to give the viewers an insight into the world of the paranormal. They would also discuss the notions of whether there should be further investigations made into the supernatural reports made by witnesses. Professor Robert Gravenor belongs to the Essex Institute of Parapsychology, Gravenor is experienced in the study of emotional responses towards fear and very interested in ghosts and how ghosts and the psychics that allegedly communicate with them affect the world. Professor Thomas Hatton is a paranormal investigator and consultant, Hatton had written a book on the unsolved crimes titled

Millennium Monsters, Hatton also can be considered as a sceptic when it comes down to magicians and those that try to prove ESP in the open. Professor Hatton still teaches parapsychology in colleges and universities that are able to teach the field as a vocational means. The cameramen, lighting and wardrobe made it to the farmhouse just before nightfall and were unloading and setting up the equipment. One technician was hired to remain for the actual shoot; the others would soon be leaving. The portable toilet and shower had already arrived and were left on the side of the farmhouse. Jake was waiting outside for Mabel and the two professors who should soon arrive. The were two cameramen; both would be located within the farmhouse; one would later on in the night take a journey into the forests with Mabel and a professor where the individuals went missing, this is to try to reconstruct an idea of what could have happened. Cosmic Media was hoping that there might be a legend or fairy tale that has not been told yet to be responsible for the crimes. The catering had to be provided by Cosmic Media because of the difficulties in reaching the location and also because Jake did not want too many bodies creating a playground for themselves. Cosmic Media had arranged to drive the professors and Mabel to the location by black taxi-cabs, the drivers found the location once they saw the vans and the lights. It was Thomas Hatton who was first to arrive, followed by Robert Gravenor several minutes later. Mabel was sitting in the backseat of the taxi cab when the driver slowed down; there was a woman standing in the middle of the path, the driver horned but the woman stood still, as the taxi approached her the driver slowed to a stop and the woman who was wearing a long burlywood-brown coloured dress to the driver. Is it okay if we can go through ? We have been given access..and I have to get back..I have other passengers to pick up.

Have seen a man.......? An old man.hes my father, he came out here some time ago and he has not come back home yet. Nomisswe have not seen anybody, we have just got herecan we go on ahead please ? The woman moved out of the way. After a quarter of an hour the star of the programme Mabel Gray was on scene. The director was Edmund Willoughby, as soon as Mabel arrived she was shown to her dressing room to get herself ready for the show. Though it was not a live production Willoughby wanted to film it like one with the great expectation of a frightening tragedy that will occur. Hatton and Gravenor were shown around the farmhouse that consisted of an open hall, a back room and a kitchen, there was also a barn nearby that contained an old tractor and other farming utensils and tools. The producer was not given access to the barn; the farmer that owned the farm resided on another farm several miles away and so the film crew had plenty of room to move around within; they were fine as long as they did not destroy the plantation. Once Hatton and Gravenor were satisfied that they could begin judging the situations and on how to reflect the sightings and occurrences they were shown to their dressing rooms to get ready. Cosmic Media gave Jake sufficient equipment due to the way they wanted the programme to be heightened and not glamorised; this is where Mabel Gray also came in, she is deemed as an intellect by the public and is considered as a hated figure for once condemning celebrity-life as a pathetic way to forget about what really needs to done. Once the stars were ready they were introduced to one another and given another copy of their script that was revised once Howeller and Willoughby had come inside the actual farmhouse. It was changed to fit in with the dormant and heavy atmosphere. Willoughby had done some research on the area but had decided not to include any folklore or other paranormal sightings and experiences into the script because the programme was solely to revolve around a twenty-first century story; if the audience liked the programme and they wanted to look into the history of the area then thats up to them

he thought. Willoughby liked the location; he looked at the full moon and the sky. This night was beginning to get darker by resembling a special occasion.

The first shoot began with Mabel introducing the audience to the programme; this was done outside the farmhouse, while she explained the nature of the programme she walked inside and introduced the audience to the professors. ..and so well talk to you first Robert, what do you think will be the result of spending a night in this haunted place ? Id say quite a lot; we get to search into an unknown realm whether we find something or not we will certainly become spoilt by being in such a place. Thomas what do you think will be achieved here ? Do you think we will have something to offer to the audience ? I certainly think so Mabel, remember paranormal activity is not a hobby or an interest, the paranormal is real occurrences whether they be right or wrong. In this case here I think the audience can realise for themselves what we are looking for and so it should not be a surprise or a set-back if nothing happens. CUT ! Willoughby shouted. The other camera was on guard and ready to capture any unknown occurrences or happenings.

Melissa was seated on a chair at the table in the witchs house, it was now very near to time for her departure, Melissa had learnt everything that she needed to know and had been kept up to date with her world via television, video and DVD. She also had access to the radio, magazines and newspapers. The witch entered the house. Are you ready to leave ? She asked Melissa. Melissa was wearing a white gown, the witch lit a candle that was on the table. Yes. Melissa replied.

The house went dark and the only light was that which was emitted from the candle. The witch turned around and the candle light went out, it was dark all around Melissa, she could not see anything and then prosaic whisperings forming a poem began to be heard by the girl. The journey is long, and the pain is severe, birth is the blessing, marriage is the consolation, death is the sacrifice. The journey is long, and the pain is corrupt, birth is the puzzle, marriage is the answer, death is the problem. The journey is long, and the pain is divine, birth is the religion, marriage is the devotion, death is the substitute.

So far the programme was on schedule, they wanted to film some poltergeists, ghosts or other mysteries on the subject of the supernatural but so far the paranormal was behaving itself. What Mabel the audience needs to understand here is that there were inexperienced individuals in the field of the supernatural who decided to make their way to this forest and they met their deaths. This has also been interpreted in a way that they had disturbed whatever is here, around us. Hatton looked around him. Robert why has this crime never happened before..? Or has it happened here before.? Thats a good question Mabel, the disappearances happened during a twilight when both sides were forcing each other to come out of their hiding places; these crimes in history have happened before in many woodland areas across the world, such crimes are present in towns and cities and so let me explain as a specialist in the field of ghosts. These individuals came from the town to here; why are you not thinking on the paths of have the ghosts in turn gone to the cities ?

So what we have here is a kind of game being played between humans and whatever things exist in the afterlife ? Mabel addressed the question to Thomas. I would not state it as a game but rather a question as to which afterlife and human-life is greater or smaller in respect to certain beliefs, traditions taking into consideration twenty-first century movements and folklore rituals. Its very complicated, you can ask Professor Gravenor.he will tell you that like any subject area we are talking about a subject that has been viewed as an importance for thousands of centuries and like all subjects it is only about one per cent of the findings that get exposed into the public. If you are a specialist then you may acquire more of the material. This is no great world discovery we are looking for, but, just proof of the paranormal and answers to other questions ..CUT ! It was time for a break, it was self catering and so oneself had to fetch his or her own drink and food, Edmund told them they could have an half hour break before continuing to film. Earlier Jake had wanted to see more horror and fright. Edmund needed time to think about how he would resolve the problem of the programme so far being discouraging to those that wanted to scream and run away from their television because of fear. Edmund needed to think of a mechanism that would make the programme a ground breaking piece of technological-horror. And so he quietly walked to the back room after telling the others that he did not want to be disturbed. Behind him he closed the door and looked at the room, like the other parts of the house it was lit by temporary lighting, there was a long bench near one of the walls. Edmund wiped the dust of the bench and sat down; he put his cup of tea on the ground and took a bite into his sandwich. There were cobwebs all over the ceiling of the room, Edmund was dreading the thought of a spider jumping down onto him, he knew they were hiding in the corners too, the walls were dirty and the room smelt of fear. There was a fireplace but that too was in a disgusting and filthy state. Edmund picked up his cup of tea while thinking about how to venture the programme into the realms

of the supernatural when he jumped spilling the tea on to his trousers. On the wall in front of him the word goodnight had appeared. It was drawn on the thick dust that had settled on the wall. Edmund put the cup down and was about to call the others when a invisible hand pulled his head back. He was about to shout for help and felt another hand close his lips together, he was held there in that position in that cold dark room for about a minute while he struggled and then a invisible hand punched him heavily in his stomach, the punch took the air out of him and numbed his insides, he was still unable to make noise. The invisible hand then pounded his head, punching him on his scalp, his temple and the back of his neck. The punches thumped his head, Edmund could feel his head bruising and the pain that he felt was piercing through to his brain, he had a broken skull he knew that much. The invisible hand then grabbed his left arm and twisted it around until his shoulder felt like it was going to be ripped off his body; a heavy punch landed on his elbow cracking the bone, numbing the muscles and paining the forearm and shoulder, his arm swelled with pain but Edmund could not let out any sound. The invisible hands dragged Edmund to the fireplace and he was lifted into the air and held there in mid air. Edmunds body hurt very badly, he apologised for trespassing and cried that he will leave immediately. He attempted to kick his legs about but his hand was broken and hurt unabling him to move. His head was bleeding and he heard a noise and looked to the floor and saw that the fire place poker was being lifted. Edmund tried another struggle but it was no use, the fire place poker was near his stomach and then it was stabbed into the right side of his belly. His intestines was ripped and so were other organs and they let off their existence that they were now broken and Edmund too screamed but his mouth was still held shut, as his stomach muscles tensed blood poured out and Edmund took heavy breaths in and out of his nose, his stomach was bleeding and he needed to lie down and stop the pain but the dirty and old fire place poker was still inside him and he could feel it touching his insides.

The two camera men had been the last to use the toilets and were waiting for one another before walking back to the front of farm house. The technician had told them he was returning back to the set because he did not want to see anybody playing with the electricals. Come on weve still fifteen minutes lets have a look around so we know whats in store for us afterwards. Nicholas wanted to be nosy. Nicholas and Geoff walked in the direction of the motorway and not deeper into the farm or forest, they shone the torch lights around while they discussed how difficult it was to stay focused and concentrated inside the farmhouse, especially in relation to not keeping a condescending picturesque of the professors. They had walked down the narrow path when Geoff shone the light onto a scarecrow before stopping. Fucking Shit! He said getting ready to run back. What ? Nicolas shone his light in the same direction. The scarecrow was a man with no head; his body was beaten and bloody. Suddenly scaring the life out of them a woman with dark hair popped out from behind the body staring at them. The shaking lights shone on her face before Nicolas and Geoff ran shouting and yelling back the way they had come. Panting for breath and scared they had reached the farmhouse; they turned around and made sure they were not being followed. They opened the door and fell inside. What happened ? Mabel asked. Theres a dead person out there ! Geoff cried while trying to catch his breath. Where ? Professor Hatton enquired. Give me that torch. He took a torch from Geoffs hand and was about to make his way outside when the door to the room at the back opened and banged against the wall. They all jumped and a few screams echoed around the farmhouse. Edmund? Wheres Edmund Robert ? Robert slowly walked to the back room trying to peer inside the doorway, he had reached the doorway and then his heart sank deep down into his chest, he lost his breathing and his senses as he looked at the dead bleeding body of Edmund floating ahead of him. The body was thrown with strong strength, Edmunds body crashed into Robert who while trying to turn around collapsed under the weight

of Edmund. More screams and shouts erupted and then there was chaos while Thomas had to calm down the woman in charge of wardrobe. Thomas also for everbodys safety at the moment had to keep everybody inside before any further decisions were made. Dust had been thrown everywhere and was getting into their noses and eyes. Robert had got himself together and had backed away from Edmunds body and the room. He peered inside the room once again and took steps towards Edmund. Thomas too went to Edmunds body and saw that he was dead. Thomas stood at the doorway of the backroom and looked inside, there was no forced entry through the window and there was nobody inside. He opened doors of the furniture in case there were was anybody hiding inside the cupboards but there was nobody. Crying and more screaming could be heard. Mabel had tried to use her mobile phone to call for an ambulance but her cellular phone would not work, she asked for Katherines phone but that too would not respond. Is anybodys phone working !!!??? Mabel lost her sense of authority. They checked their mobile phones and found that none of them were responding. Shitno ones coming until morning. Nicolas pointed it out to them. And thats another five hours away. Geoff looked at his wrist watch. Calm down ! Every body calm down ! Thomas tried to get some order. Oh my god..why didnt any one tell us about this ? Katherine put her hand across her face and sat down. Did any body know about this. She quickly took her hand away and stared at everybody with an evil look. Holy shit ! Thomas exclaimed and took some steps back while having his gaze transfixed on Katherine. Katherine stood up and headed towards the door. Katherine stop. Where are you going ? Geoff tried to stop her but she pushed him away and carried on walking. A window near to

Geoff smashed and he backed away towards Thomas. Another window smashed and then another. Theyre outside ! Mabel shouted. Katherine opened the front door to the farmhouse and stepped out into the dark night that was only lit by the full moon. They heard the windows in the backroom break and then smash; they looked at one another and then at the windows, they could see several dirty men who were gleaming their teeth, their stench penetrated into the farmhouse bringing the place its warmth and setting it alive once again. They could hear more people climbing in through the window of the backroom. In the doorway appeared more men dressed in sixteenth century clothing, their hair and their beards longs, their limbs strong and powerful. Mabel screamed not knowing where to run. She picked up a camera-recorder and threw it at those standing in the doorway, it was pushed aside and the men standing at the window began to climb in. Thomas had his back turned and was looking at several men walking towards him through the backroom. Katherine walked through the forest; she bumped into trees while branches cut her hair and poked into her.

Tyler was satisfied with his bed arrangement and double-checked that the doors and windows were locked. It was time for him to go to sleep. After reading the beginning of a novel titled Mirror Images Derek resolve the matter of having any nightmares by believing that the book would have so far drowned out any negative thoughts, paranoia and curses that were attached to him.

They were being dragged, their bodies were being cut on the dead branches, leaves, soil and stones, they screamed and shouted for another but they were beaten and dragged further still in the dark. They could only make out minute details of the tress and bushes that

were illuminated by the moonlight. They were pulled by the hair, by their limbs and their clothes; they were thrown around and dragged. Finally it stopped and they were held down for several minutes before they were let go. They tried to run in different directions but were beaten and thrown back into the circle. They could not find an escape route and could not see who they were fighting apart from the large shadowy appearances that stood in front of them. They tried to plead and crawl away but they were once again kicked into place. Mabel cried and so did Nicholas, Geoff, Thomas, Robert and Lewis the technician. They were scared that they were about to be killed; they could not work out how these monsters were going to escape the law and they could not work out how they were going to escape. Gradually after quite a while they sat there all in silence and waited for any orders that might be thrown at them. They heard a shrill, a low scream. The scream got louder and louder as though it needed help. The scream belonged to a female. The scream became louder as though that somebody was about to be hurt. The scream grew into a struggle and then finally the scream echoed and vibrated around the forest, they were short bursts of screaming and crying before the voice died away. Another long moment elapsed and they saw could see a small fire not too far away from them, the fire grew rapidly, it became fierce and roared in the wind, they could feel the blazing heat of the bonfire as the wood spat and cracked while the flames danced around in the night. They could see many more people all of whom were trapped ready to be consumed by the gods because of their pitiful work that they manufactured in the name of society. Men who were standing around the people began to use swords and axes to chop their bodies into pieces while peasants gathered the body parts to be thrown into the bonfire. The film production crew could hear chants and singing but they did not know where the noise was coming from nor who.

The men who were standing around them pulled and dragged them towards the bonfire; a man who seemed to be a killing-priest approached them with other men who were probably torturers or executioners. The men surrounding them walked away. The film crew looked around for any sight of Katherine but they were unsuccessful Speak the truth..confess yourselves let me hear yourselves ! The priest demanded. The heat from the bonfire was ferocious, there was high pitched shouts of pain and yelping, innocent people around the bonfire were being tortured, burnt at the stake and being thrown into the hellish fire. We can explain..we can explain everything..we came to the farm to.! Thomas tried to negotiate but the priest did not want to listen to his argument. Bequeath ye son of the devilbequeath and see your death ! The priest had made his judgement. A torturer picked up an arm and a leg of Thomas and began to pull him away from the group. Thomas tried a struggle but it was no good, he was taken to metal container that was sitting on top of wooden logs and beaten until he was fully inside the box. The man put a heavy lid on top and locked the container at its hinges. Thomas kicked and punched the interior but it not help him; he could not see anything. Outside the man poured crude petroleum around the box soaking the wood. Here look.. Geoff showed a crucifix that he wore around his neck to the priest. We are the same religion as you, youve made a mistake.listen. Take this derogatory piece of human and teach him how to appreciate. Two men took hold of Geoff and took him away with severe force. Thats enoughyoure not going to get away with this ! Stop this now ! Mabel shouted. The man had lit a stick using the flames of the bonfire and walked back to the container, Thomas was still shouting for help inside; the

man lit the wood and watched the flames rapidly spread around the metal box. Nicholas remained quiet and then from a seated position he charged forwards believing he could uproot the priest but as he neared him an executioner that was standing beside the priest threw his fist forward hitting Nicholas in the mouth. Nicholas stumbled and then fell to the ground; his head had just experienced a massive shock. Geoff was taken to a stake and had his hands tied behind the wooden beam, there were dead branches and pieces of wood being scattered around his feet. Take this woman, she is my body.drink this man he is my blood ! The priest ordered. Nicolas was lifted and carried away. Mabel had to be forced to follow the men. The container that Thomas was inside began to get hot, Thomas became thirsty and he could feel the intensity of the heat on the surfaces. He tried not to touch the surfaces with his bare skin but it began to get extremely uncomfortable and hot. Thomas was also tired and hungry. There were pieces of wood that reached up to Geoffs knees but his feet were now numb because of the load that covered his legs below the ankles. Several small burning pieces of wood were left at the bottom of the stake. Nicholas body was left to lie down on a wooden table next to the scorching bonfire, Mabel cried and pleaded. A long pointed knife pierced through Nicholas neck and big goblet was held underneath the wound to collect the out-coming blood. Nicolas shook, trembled and juddered, he was now twisted and insane and physically injured. The inside surfaces of the box was far too hot to touch and some of Thomas clothing has melted and stuck to his skin, there were darkened scalding burn marks appearing on his face and palms, thirst had taken him over as his body dried up, his throat had become too dry to even attempt a cry for help. Geoffs cry for help became entangled within the everlasting noises from all the other punishments and torturers that were taking place around him, his shoes had burnt and his jeans too had caught on fire, he felt the hairs on his leg quickly burn away. The flames had begun

to attack his skin and his flesh; Geoffs feet had been absolutely burnt now and that was only the beginning of this burning pain that reached up to his spine, he felt crippled and he had no energy left inside of him to shout away the hurt. He waited until the flames spread a little before; before he realised that it was a different part of his body that was being burnt before he let out any shouts of his deceasing self. The goblet was full now and was given to another man to handle. Mabel was kneeling looking down at the blood that was contained inside. The goblet was pushed to her lips and she sipped a little, the goblet was pushed more and more until the entirety of the blood had been swallowed by her. The taste made her sick and her stomach churned, her insides hurt and the thought of having drunk human blood irritated her making her feel inhumane and sick. The man stuck the long pointed knife into the side of Nicholas stomach and with another goblet he collected more blood. The bottom surface of the box was so hot that Thomas clothes had burnt away, he was covered in burn marks and the bleeding made it worser. His insides had almost dried up and he was on the verge of dying. The whole stake was now on fire burning Geoffs entirety. It toppled over into the fire as it broke in the burning fire; the remainder of Geoffs body fell into the pool of fire disappearing from view. Lewis joined Mabel who was having another goblet of blood poured into her mouth, she wanted to piss human blood and she also felt very nauseated and dizzy. Lewis was made to kneel and the man with the long pointed knife walked to Mabel who screamed though she stopped because she had to vomit the blood out of her. The knife was plunged into her back. She did scream and then she tried to run but she was caught and pulled back down, her screaming intensified more and more. The man having put the long pointed knife down picked up an axe. Robert was put inside a large cauldron of water, a fire was lit underneath and his boiling had begun. Mabels fingers on her right hand were chopped off, her screams for help that pleaded for someone or somebody to help was heard but only by no-one and nobody. Her fingers were picked up and then put

into Geoffs mouth to eat, he refused and coughed but the four fingers and the thumb was forced to back of his mouth and then violently pushed inside. Lewis vomited and then took a long deep breath before coughing and vomiting some more. The man using his foot pushed Lewis head to the ground so that Lewis head lay in his vomit. Mabels fingers and thumb was chopped off from her left hand and was again put inside Lewis mouth, blood rushed up to his head but the fingers and thumb were forced into his throat, Lewis was unable to breath and once again tried to choke himself. It was no use as the man this time used a stick to push the body parts inside. Lewis vomited once again this time the sick contained blood and other body fluids, the fingers and thumb fell into his stomach and Lewis could feel the sharp boney parts sitting there inside him. His chest and stomach began to hurt very badly and he was unable to move. The man with the axe had severed Mabels head and was now looking at Lewis. He put the axe down on the table and picked up a cavalry musket and then fired aiming Lewis in the throat. The man did not miss. Robert was still sitting there in the cauldron, the sacrificial rites of the full moon was almost over, the carnage was nearly complete and soon the full moon will disappear giving way to the unknown innocent morning. Robert could feel the bottom of the cauldron getting very hot. He did not know if it was a shout or a scream that was waiting inside him.

THE OUTER BODILY EXPERIENCE : Derek was nearly sound asleep when he heard footsteps in the kitchen, he silently listened to any noises but then he heard a different set of footsteps very near to the bed. Everything then remained quiet, he began to fall asleep very quickly indeed, he went into deep sleep forgetting what superstitious entities may be about to roam around the apartment. Outside the apartment Melissa was standing on the pavement wearing only a white gown, her eyes were closed; she was calm and

very asleep. Gently she rose into the air; she kept on rising until she was a safe fifteen feet of the ground. She remained asleep. Derek was standing in a primitive forest; a fire was alight on the ground in front of him. He did not know who brought him here and was not aware that it was only a dream. He stood there because his hands were tied to two trees stopping him from moving. There was the noise of drum beats and wind instruments being blown in the distance, it sounded very pagan and very distant, the music got louder and nearer. On the other side of the fire Derek noticed a ghoul; it was the same ghoul that he had seen before. It was someone who had covered themselves in a white sheet and that someone was looking at Tyler. The pagan sounds got nearer and louder, the figure moved closer to Derek, Derek could see that there was knife in its boney white arm that protruded out of the sheet. The music got faster and more heavy draining the realities out of the detective as though the scenario belonged to a imaginative piece of mythology that could never be witnessed in any lifetime. The ghost was standing in front of Derek, the music too was very close, the ghost then stabbed the knife into Dereks chest, the power that was used was immense and strong, Derek heard the bones of his ribcage break and he felt the cold blade in his chest sliding in and out of his flesh, he felt sick, he felt his heart and he felt the loss of blood. Derek violently struggled to awake himself. He kicked about on the bed trying to move, he threw his arms around but he felt crippled and dead. It was as though it was only his soul that was trying to escape what may follow. The magic of the witch kept Melissa warm and protected, she dreamt of the oceans and the skies, she saw the clouds moving faster towards her and then the world turned upside down, the clouds moved faster, she was so high up in the sky she could feel the heat from the sun that had begun to shine. The world turned once again and the clouds were above her. Derek tried to scream and shout but he was unable to make any sound, finally a loud noise shrieked inside the apartment, the noise

startled the detective who quickly awoke, it was the alarm. He sighed and then turned the alarm off. It was morning now and he would have to get himself ready for Operation Rime. He thought it would be better if he did not think about the nightmare. Derek had a quick shower, and got dressed in a pair of trousers and a shirt and waited for the kettle to boil the water. The front door buzzer rang; he did not know if he had heard correctly and waited, it rang again. Curiously he walked down the narrow staircase and opened the front door. There was a young girl dressed in a white gown standing in front of him. Can I help you ? The detective enquired. Im Melissa. Melissa..? Derek thought for a moment and then looked at her properly and studied the resemblance, he thought that this could only be some kind of a weird joke and tried to get rid of her. Im sorry..but Im only expecting technicians to fix my computer this morning. Im Melissa..youre looking for me.I went missing eight years ago. Whats the names of the police guards that were protecting you before.before you mysteriously left ? Graham, Max and..Chester. Derek looked around to make sure nobody was watching and invited her inside, those were the undercover names. Dereks mobile phone began to ring as he closed the front, he told Melissa to follow him upstairs as he quickly jumped up the flight of stairway and then pondered as to where he misplaced his mobile phone last night. Hello..am I awakesorry are you awake or is this a dreamokay whats the location.okay..I should be there in less than two hourswhats the traffic like..? Derek put the phone onto the couch and told Melissa to quickly grab some breakfast while he puts on his shoes, ties and jacket. Five minutes later they were sitting in the Daihatsu. Derek told the girl that he had to get to Weybridge as fast as he could. He told the

girl that it would be better if she explained her story to him afterwards. There were helicopters circling the farms and the forests, they belonged to both the police and the media, as Derek approached the turning into the forest off the motorway he had to show his pass to the policemen who had cordoned off the area leaving just one lane open for cars to travel through. The media and spectators had gathered; Derek drove up the narrow path, he recognised the area and what it was famous for, there were police vehicles everywhere, he drove on further and saw several fire engines and then a burnt down house. He knew that forensics would have to wait until the area was safe from spreading fires before they could begin their investigation. Derek told Melissa to wait for him in the car before walking towards the scene of chaos. Derek was told that a film crew had gone missing last night, they were using the farm house to document a fright-fest yet now none could be contacted. They found the producers body and his identification in his wallet but they had not yet found his head. The body still had to go through formal identification and so its still unsure who the person could be. Another burnt body was also discovered by the fire crew inside the farm house. The arsonists had obviously resented the documentation of the programme content. They discussed as to whether this coincidence meant that Derek would also be a prime target, Tyler dismissed the idea. The homicide Detective Constables told Derek that Operation Rime 3 was only there so that Tyler could be blamed for not producing any criminals. Tyler was told that it was reputation that re-opened the investigations. They warned Tyler that the superiors only want to hear about how this investigation is of a magnificent excellence and so it would be good and protective if some culprits were caught. This arson attack was an enemys message of their capabilities; Tyler needed to find a question and a reply too. They told Tyler that once the forensics are set up and begin their work he will be kept informed. Tyler told them that after he finished other business

related to the investigation he would return; it would probably be in the late evening. Tyler walked back to the car realising that he was a major player in an intense global competition of crime detection whereby the recognition of solving the crimes would give the Met a world-wide honour. The car drove past the media who were still waiting for their news breaking stories, Tyler had wanted to visit the BioArchaeological Research building in Wanstead this morning but now that would have to wait. Melissa was young and he could not tell her that he actually needed a witness before questioning her under police regulations. The swamp that Derek Tyler was stuck in was not an entertaining one. If the commissioners think that they can use me as a somebody to blame and punish because.. Tyler thought to himself. then they will to shelve their last one night horror for an eight year missing girl that I have. Tyler kept his happiness to himself. Melissa..do you want to listen to some music, weve still got an hour. Tyler turned the CD player on while Melissa shrugged and acknowledged the thought. Its horror music, it keeps me in the ambivalence you see.

Scotland Yard was bombarded on that Thursday morning because of other investigations that were also taking place, for instance there was a morning raid on a group of football hooligans who were visiting stadiums pretending to be home supporters while instigating trouble and violence. A separate homicide investigation also became involved in connection to several murders that were related to rival football gangs. There were other arrests made in connection to an illegal poultry farm that was supplying the market with under-nourished farm produce and there were also interviews and interrogations being made into a factory that was producing and selling illegal and fraudulent uses of graphic design in order to copycat legitimate brands.

Melissa was first introduced to a medical examination and in the presence of a female detective she was mildly questioned about where she had been. After a short lunch with Tyler Melissa was told that some relatives had been contacted in regards to her sudden appearance, however she will have to remain under police surveillance and so a safe-house needed to be organised. This time Tyler explained the property will have CCTV and tighter security as he could not afford for her to go missing again. Melissas story was too fairy-tale like and contained things that only a young woman like her would be able to conjour up. The intensity of the kidnap that had taken place resulting in three police guards and a superintendent being murdered simply did not match her story that she and a ghost-friend were looking for secrets in a secret place. It was the ghost-friend that kidnapped her and it was a place that she could not describe. They could not decide whose side she was on but at least Tyler could concentrate on where the investigation had been left; the basis being as to how was Melissa connected to the crimes or was it a completely different crime scene altogether. A connection had been placed on the basis that the crimes contained motifs of witchcraft and destruction of public norms. When Tyler was speaking to the CID at the farm earlier they told him that it was this particular aspect that the squad had been trying to warn him about. The other detective who was present had become uninterested in Melissa after the illustrations of the wanted events did not materialise; Melissas recognition was not an outstanding piece of an explanation nor a confession that attracted the interest of the detective. This is what Tyler had actually hoped for otherwise there would be a more supposedly superior kind of an investigative branch waiting around the corner. When the questioning was over the female detective was explaining to Melissa that Tyler will arrange for her to change into a new set of clothes, Tyler though repeatedly said his motto to himself while the detective had her back to him. Give the world what they want and you wont achieve anything for yourself...

Lilith sat in her large predominantly white coloured living room. The five seater sofa had been delivered yesterday and fitted perfectly around one corner of the room. She sat there as always when in thought admiring the transparent vase that held the white roses; the vase stood on a low grey marble table and the impression it gave was to project was tranquillity and the after life. Lilith had left the diaries on the glass table in front of her but she was not admiring anything at the moment as she was too deeply disturbed by the writings and recordings of the guardian angels. The seances they held, the way they had initiated themselves and the rituals that they had performed were all too unbelievably true events from true persons and there were no coincidental representations involved but only real life. The occult people say can lead to insanity. The Angels had the correct formula..as the angels explained in their diary about how people want to be complicated though they will only end up confusing themselves. They are the obvious insanity. The angels went missing..were they the leaders at the time.? Are they still alive hiding somewhere..? Lilith knew that Tyler and especially Grover would probably already know what she has to talk about; they are like mirror images of dark underworld crimes that are preoccupied with occult rites that need to send the ghosts to another place. Tyler was not looking for a sensitive when he contacted me..he did not want to hide truths from me and expects me to ascertain what may have happened or what may not have happened..no.Tyler wants to overpower the crimes.that is the only way he can point out any serious and real suspect. She looked over the papers that she had made in relation to the discoveries contained inside the diaries, she needed to so that Tyler and Grover would not misunderstand or misinterpret the information she was giving to the detectives. She silently read through the findings. The guardian angels believed that the Evil will command the Good to perform Evil thus making Evil an innocent norm termed as only evil. These plans the diary explains shall be achieved in the human life-form in this life whereby everything one sees as of now in an outer realm is only a mirage that claims that the rich are destined to become poor.

All that will be gained is what evil requires, good however in this case is the actual evil, one will need to satisfy their life within evil education and then to teach evil, and evil will only teach good. There will be no more secrets held between good and evil and so it will be a simple life for evil to tempt the newborns into a good way of sinning. Evil will no longer need to fear good for good will only want to destroy good and evil will thus be immortal yet good will need to prove its faith to follow. Good will become evils slave and it will be the beginning of the end. The diaries so far revealed no set of beliefs or an opposing sector but were realistic importances that show how similarities could be achieved through force because humanity is always seeking false facts. This is so that humans will never learn. This is the Evil. Evil only wants negativity to destroy and to refuse by not creating or helping. Evil doesnt want to see the happiness within good. Evil will never rest until good has been destroyed, there needs to be no explanation to this act. Just wait for the day that is very near when goods army is brought to its knees making all the other followers tremble, though it will be very unimportant for evil is unable to elaborate and fully explain its motives. Evil adores revenge and satanic sacrifices that witness selfdestruction. By deleting good there will only be one kind and that is the unimportant evil that is innocently good. Evil witness evil and sees nothing wrong unless it is good. Evil does not want to bribed or blackmailed or given luxury and pleasures for they are evil. Evil will stop good from producing good through mischief and mayhem thus giving a life of suffering that consists of depravity. This mockery and depravity is evils most wanted desire. At the end evil will not exist for it is good and the good will condemn the evil for it is a curse, what use is evil one may ask, there will be no more violence in the name of good. This life is only a life that questions whether it is evil or evil. This life will never forget its evil. God will never want to create life gain this is evils want. Evil will be the new god and god will be Evils slave and then the god who created life shall be slaughtered and fed to the daemons. The notion is pretty clear being that it was best to listen or be listened to by not being disruptive and taking things into ones own hands by thinking that life is easy and simple. The diary thought-provoked defence, its content was very true though it is also very unwanted and wrong by confining intelligence and emotional oppression. The paganist impact of the subject that leads to witch-hunting

do not need further introduction as the written recordings show the angels self-religion to be an immortal kind of existence since the big bang, they explained life and death in context to having always receiving help from the gods who created the seasons. It is explained that it is the nature of humans to opinionate influences via evil actions in order to disrupt and to destroy; yet simultaneously always seeking refuge. The prophecies of evil will be the law, this good will seek for, for its the only truth available, evil will never be humiliated again, life will be easy, hell will be a forever pleasure whence good obeys evil by accepting its eternity, good will do the hard work in the name of evil so that evil can spread its wings while good will seek new horizons and to open new doors in the love for evil. Evil will proclaim all of Gods creations and all the histories of the battle will be unimportant thus making it more reasonable to destroy all unwanted and aggravating suggestions and evidence. If good decides to conspire and destroy evil then the battle will once again begin and it will be the end of a beginning. Hopefully some light will be shed on the investigations. The door bell rang; she was not expecting anybody though maybe it was someone for Berekely. She still had another three diaries to decipher; she left the diaries on the shelves and walked to the front door and turned the handle opening the door slightly, it was a man. Parcel for Mr Noyes. Mr Noyes ? She opened the door and she could see another man looking at her from the back of a small delivery lorry that said Lithium Statistics on it and thats what it said on the mans sweatshirt. Do you want to sign here while we bring in the box ? Lilith took the paper and pen from the man wondering why hadnt the company been named Berkelium Statistics. The two men lowered a long box onto a spider-trolley and pushed it into the doorway. After they had pushed and pulled the box inside Lilith realised that she did not want it to ruin her white living room rug and asked them to push it through into the study-room.

Lilith decided she did not want to know who had sent this monstrous box to Berkeley; she did not want to know what was on the inside. Some time had passed and Liliths decided to leave the remaining diaries for now and to take a little rest after having her life scared out of her by the guardian angels magnificent ideas of resurrection in a mythical fairy tale world. Once Berkeley arrived she would visit Tyler and find out if the news stories were in any relation to the investigation he was heading. After making a cup of coffee she had just touched the television remote control when the bell rang. Derek ! Hi Lilith, I did not want to disturb you.. Nono come in..I was going to visit you once Berkeley had arrived. Derek walked into the living room and was astounded by the romantic brilliant white interior that was disturbed here and there by bits of grey and silver furniture. He admired the essence the place had. I met Grover earlier..he asked me to give you this disk and that I should tell you to put into your DVD player immediately; he didnt tell me what the content contained but its probably censored police evidence material; he gets it all the time. Lilith took the disk from Tyler. Is this mornings fire in that farm anything to do with Operation Rime. Well I should hope notthat would be ridiculing the detectives of today. The DVD was a recording and Lilith pressed play. After a few seconds they were watching a CCTV footage of a woman who had entered a building. The camera footages were primarily focused on capturing her as she entered the lobby, she was tall with dark hair and she approached several men who at first were hesitant to enquire as to why she was approaching them. The woman looked at the camera that was filming her and smiled, she then put her hand to her head and pulled her hair off as though it was a wig. Grotesquely her face moulded into that of a man resembling the same features and

one of the men looked at her ready to attack as her body formed into a more muscular male structure. She lunged forward hitting one of the men in the head and the footage stopped. The next footage was that of a woman who was sitting at a table in a restaurant, the restaurant was quiet and she sat there staring at the camera, the footage was edited so that ten minutes were cut down to about thirty seconds. The woman put her hand into her mouth and bit on it hard, she did not let go, her jaws were locked onto her hand and blood was flowing from the wound. The footage stopped. There were a few gasps and cursing while the DVD played, the front door opened and that meant Berkeley was home. Berkeley theres a box for you in the study, it arrived just a while ago..here meet Derek. Hes the one that needs my help to organise the conference on super-paranormal human powers. Nice to meet you Derek. Lilith picked up the diaries and took the DVD out from the player. What do you think of Liliths organization of the living room Derek ? I think its a great envy. Whats this super human thing your organising ? Ah.well we all know about ESP such as telepathy, the ability to make objects appear and disappear and all the other unexplainable things to do with the magical occult including other expectations of the paranormal world. Derek had to quickly think. Well my conference is about the twenty first century and how such natural and unnatural powers would have changed into a more higher realm of the unexplainable you see. Im trying to get those that are interested in the psychic world to not give up but to keep seeking truths in relation to how we the psychics have powerfully advanced. Lilith interrupted him. Derek you must meet Berekely another time and spend some time together.Berkeley Im sure Derek would want you to attend his conference, he can tell you everything some other time. Certainly.of course..how about that Berkeley ? Definitely Derek.

Lilith went into the study to collect the pieces of paper that she had used to write down any findings, codes, decipherments and explanations. She had only read one diary and it was already immense. Back at Scotland Yard, Tyler read through the papers that Lilith had prepared for him. Lilith sat there drinking a can of cola wondering if the detectives already had this information and if it would be any help to them. The cola tasted quite flat but it had to do. Lastly there was a knock and Grover opened the door and walked in. He walked to the green armchair and sat down and then looked at Lilith. Lilithcan you tell me a frightening story related to the place where you grew up ? I can tell you several if you want. Just one..make it a good one. Well theres an old cemetery in the town I come from, and well in those days..and today though its more of a secret, children are told not to go near or inside the cemetery after the sun goes down. And if you wanna know why well its because the elders say that the cemetery is haunted by a monster that they actually call a karupan. The original legendary folklore name was karupan-doo, but we just call it a karupan for short. Nobody knows what this karupan actually looks like but anyway there are numerous stories about children and adults becoming scared when being near the cemetery but the one I was involved in was because one of my cousins and his friends decided to climb over the cemetery wall to take a short cut to where it was they were going. Karu-pan-doo ? Grover asked. Yes.any way while they were walking through the cemetery a few of them kept seeing something moving around them, they thought it was the karupan and they all started running in different directions when a headstone fell down near them, obviously scaring them. The next day one of the boys was not found.and they say that the karupan took him away. You have a cola for me Derek.

Ill get you a cola in a while but take a look at these findings Lilith has given us. Tyler handed him the papers. So Lilith am I correct in thinking that the crimes were somewhat related to a kind of gang-war in the name of religious beliefs. Detective youd be surprised as to what people get up to as long as it is in the name of religion. It seems like we have an opposition that the angels were up against but were still unclear about who they actually were, yet, Lilith I want to thank you because at least weve got some motives and an actual story line that depicts what was going on and what the reasons were. Yes thank a lot LilithI can see the meanings..this should help us to make new leads Derek. Grover wanted to know when he could talk to Melissa and after a few hours in the office Tyler decided it would be a good idea if he got some rest. At least there were positive things happenings though it was a very slow process and quite painstaking. That nights sleep was quite disturbing for Tyler, it began with visions of Death, he kept seeing her face as though she was sitting somewhere near the bed, she was a large, powerful woman and very barbaric; it was though she wanted to kill him, she had no eyes and there was a strong smell of blood. The nightmares were crimson. The visions, dreams and nightmares ended with a large bang at the bottom of the stairs and then footsteps that ran upstairs. Tyler turned on the light and waited, it was silent, there were no noises but finally the door opened fully wide but no one was there. Derek waited once again and then slowly peered down the staircase. It was empty. The morning was quite a cold one and Derek wanted to have a little more time in bed. He heard footsteps running up the stairs but ignored it thinking that it must be something to do with his imagination. He heard the door open and so he looked to see if someone or something had entered the apartment; there was nothing there and the door slammed shut by itself. Derek looked around confused thinking whether he should get out of bed or not; but the thought of getting up off the bed too frightened

him. It was a better idea to get ready he thought rather than to lie here thinking about things that go bump in the morning. He had an unusually long shower; relaxing from the ordeals of Operation Rime 3 wanting an easier route to solve the crimes. He got dressed and sat down on the bed about to put on a sock when something caught his eye. It was a small pink flickering light that was hovering in the air above the bed. The glowing pinkness knew that it had the detectives attention and then other pink lights too appeared and then many others before they formed a large pink cloud. Derek was awe-struck but he wished there were other people around to see this phenomenon; the pink cloud was very friendly and its emotional instructions wanted Derek to lie down on the bed; he refused but it explained that it wanted to communicate with him; it expressed that it was not an evil spirit but had come to help through the forthcoming voodoo-propagandas that will want to ruin him. In this case Derek thought it will be a good idea to listen to this heavenly angel who had come to guide him through the future troubling times. Derek lied down and waited. The pink mist hovered down lower blanketing and enveloping the detective with its sensual attractiveness. A face appeared within the cloud, it was quite faint to make out but he could see it floating inside the pink misty cloud. My name is AndrewDerek. Derek wanted to jump and run but Andrew continued to talk. I am the one who has come to help you..they tortured and killed me..without me you wont find anything.Derek you cant solve the crimes, I have to..open yourself to me Derek.open up yourself. Derek did not know if he should shout out a no or just quietly refuse the help. A strong invisible force pushed Derek down stopping him from moving; his refusal had just upset the pink cloud. Derek tried a struggle but the invisible force was too powerful. Andrew began to torment him; threatening him to submit his body for Andrews own use. All the while Derek refused but he struggled; after his energy had been used up Derek lay there waiting. Let me in Derek. Was the last thing Tyler heard before the right side of his temple vibrated. A split appeared and like a geological

earthquake the split opened up allowing the billions of years of imaginative recesses to escape through the doorway, the apartment violently shook as though a seismic activity had just taken place inside its walls. The split opened up some more and the pink mist began to enter inside; Derek tried to shout for help but it was no use. Andrew felt around inside, touching the detective in all the sensitive parts while feeling the parts that Derek did not even know about. The daemon had thus begun to take over the detectives world thus proclaiming its evil into the world of the police force. What Derek did not know was that his eyes were burning a brilliant bright red colour and his teeth had grown longer and into razor sharp incisors. Derek opened his eyes knowing that Andrew was asleep inside of him; he quickly grabbed a piece of paper and pen and wrote down EXORCISE ME..ITS KETTON ! and threw it near the kitchen floor. Derek tried to walk to the door to get out of the apartment and out of the investigation. He walked half-way towards the door when he knew he had to stop. A heavy and intense spectre hit him on the head; the detective fell violently to the side falling onto the leather couch before hitting the table and then landing on the floor. Derek became knocked out. Evening was nearing and nobody knew about Dereks unfortunate encounter with Andrew. Lilith had tried phoning the office; Dereks mobile too did not answer and so she decided she would post the findings from another diary through the post box. Dereks body slid towards the door as though an invisible somebody was dragging him. His body sat up and then his eyes opened but there was nobody looking through them. Lilith approached the front door and as she was ready to post the papers the door opened. She walked inside and then climbed the stairs. Derek..!! She waited for an answer but got nothing back. The upstairs door opened. Derek.!! She pushed the door and looked inside. Here heart began to beat faster and she breathed more quickly trying not to lose her senses. She looked around but saw nobody.

Lilith walked inside thinking that shell leave the papers on the table and making sure no other doors were left open. She saw Derek sitting at the dining table; he lifted his head and she saw that there was a large swelling inside his mouth. Derek opened his lips and a big black, thick, elongated dead tongue fell out. Lilith found Dereks mobile phone and asked Grover to come around as soon as possible but did not want to tell him why. She also telephoned Berkeley and gave him the address to the apartment and gave him a list of things to bring; she told him they had to perform a very quick ritual. Lilith wondered whether they had come too close to anything that may have triggered of this reaction from the opposing sides. Lilith waited, she found the piece of paper that Derek had written down his message on. Derek stood up and walked to the bed and then sat down in the middle of the mattress. An unknown aura surrounded his body, he seemed as though he had just undergone an invigorating sensation. Slowly he began to disappear, bit by bit as though he was entering a parallel dimension he disintegrated and disappeared. Lilith was astounded but was also lost in fear and tragedy. She thought about running outside and waiting but she needed to help Derek. His physical body-light flashed several times before reappearing once again on the bed. Tyler was switching on and off as though he was a projection of light that was either losing or gaining energy. There was an abundance of light outside but the apartment had grown into a dark mesmerising location that was hiding secrets of the forbidden kind. Dereks physical self flashed several times once again. For Lilith she was watching the art of levitation alongside telepathy versus poltergeist twisted together inside the ability of disappearing all rolled into one single possession that was now beginning to toy with her psyche. She ran into the kitchen and brought a knife; she used it to cut the wires off the television and DVD player, she then used the wires to ties his hands together. That should stop the daemons from manipulating him and her for some time. Andrew..? Lilith called out to Derek but there was no answer. Derek just flopped back onto the bed and lied down ignoring her.

Half an hour had gone before the buzzer rang, Lilith ran downstairs and opened the door; it was Grover. She told him not to ask Derek too many questions. Lilith made a cup of coffee for herself and a tea for Raymond while they waited for Berkeley. Finally the buzzer rang; it had to be Berkeley. Lilith went and opened the door. Behind Lilith was a man dressed in black and wearing a black balaclava to hide his face. Grover this is Berkeley. She took the bags from Berkeley and emptied the contents. Berkeley. Grover acknowledged him and then lit a cigarette. Derek woke and sat up in the bed. Lilith set fire to a lump of stone and several more. Theyre natural earth stones. She then put them into different dishes and made a square with them. In the middle after telling the two to enter the square she lit another lump of a different kind of earth stone and placed it in the dish. The apartment began to smell of five different kinds of chemicals that are the living and unlived materials of the planets. Groverdont step outside of this square, if you have to run dont.just stand in this square and dont do anything, let the daemons attackin a few minutes it will realise it cant enter inside of here and it will use up all of its powers to destroy this square. Lilith stood watching Derek. Grover youre most vulnerable here, its going to try to scare you, to ruin this square, it will want your power. Berkeley explained while asking if the detective understood. Of course but our exact motive is to save Tyler right ? Exactly right. Berkeley answered. Smoke soon filled the room; Andrew showed that he was not scared, his evil was unbelievably real, positive and forthcoming, time began to dismiss the real world; the possession was closing in on them and the more time they wasted the more they were likely to become victims. Lilith picked up some ash from one the dishes using a spoon

and waited for it cool down, using the spoon she flung the ashes towards Derek, he moved and looked up at the three and saw that Lilith was getting some more ash from another dish. He sat up kneeling on his knees looking at her. The wires began to untie and untangle and he freed himself. He raised his right hand and tilted his head back. He then inserted his wrist into his mouth pushing his hand further down; his whole forearm had nearly entered his body when he began to take his hand out. They saw his wrist and then his hand, the smoke had swirled around them and they had forgotten everything apart from theirs and Tylers safety. Tyler pulled out his hand from his mouth; his hand was holding a one foot long dagger. His head fell forward and so did his body, they saw his back, it was reptilian. The reverse of Dereks body was an awful dark green, rigid and bumpy. His scalp opened up horizontally, it was filled with long sharp teeth and thick pink skin. His legs were adjoined and had turned into a long thick tail with two legs adjoined at the stomach. Lilith threw the ash towards the alligator, it snapped its jaw at her and crawled forward. Its powerful muscular body scared Grover due to its fierce anger and threat. Dont run Grover!! Dont run !! Berkeley warned him. The alligator typed crocodile held tightly to the small sword and began to climb down from the bed. The apartment had suddenly begun to reminisce of lizard-like killing reptiles. Lilith threw more of the ash towards the lizard, the ash deterred it from coming towards them, Berkeley was holding Grover and himself from running away. The alligator began to slowly walk around the square after realising it could not enter inside it began to turn quite mental. In the meantime Lilith picked up whatever burnt and cooled down ash she could find to hit the crocodile. Slowly it had began to circle them but half way it stopped and walked towards the door and stopped to think of others ways to terrorise their sacred square. Eyes were forming on the walls; the eyes appeared and were looking into the square and looking at the three and the alligator. Lilith heard a dripping noise and looked towards the bed. Water was dripping from the ceiling in several places. Ectoplasm !! Berkeley proclaimed.

The water had made several puddles in front of them. Grover though was still more interested in the alligator; he had not seen anything like this in his life and needed to know if it was safe to get out this unhurt and alive. The lizard moved revealing the decapitated bloody head of Edmund Willoughby; it then walked towards the drinks cabinet. Lilith and Berkeley noticed that the drippings had stopped but out of the puddles emerged humans. Lilith began burning more earth stones while the zombies approached them, Berkeley picked up lumps of ash and dust and threw it at the walking dead. The eyes on the walls had disappeared and the zombies resembled freshly dead people dressed in their casual clothing. The alligator turned and began to walk to the bed. Berkeley hit one of the zombies on the face with dust from the burnt earth stones and the zombies face caught fire and melted. Lilith too began throwing the ash around. Grover wanted to help but they pushed him away. Some of the zombies had dissolved, their screams and shrieks echoed around the apartment, the crocodile with a lot of unease and struggle climbed back on the bed. Lilith and Berkeley threw the dust around them until the dead stopped moving. Their energy levels had climbed and their adrenalin levels had soared, they felt undefeatable. They were the most powerful. Underneath the ceiling above them a cloud had formed but it was not a smoke cloud from all the burning of the stones. The cloud grew larger and began to come down on them. The dark sky in the apartment closed off all of their thoughts as angelic bells began to ring inside of them while their heart beats rotated and rolled beating to rhythms of unknown superstitious implications. What is it ? Grover asked. I dont know but weve come to a new realm. Lilith was unsure. The dark clouds inside the cloud swirled and twisted wanting to cause turbulence. A finger appeared from the cloud. The hand then appeared and they saw the elbow; it was a woman. Her face peered

out from the cloud, her eyes were closed, her upper half appeared and she was naked. Her body tilted to them her finger pointing at them. Grover thought that it was God and extended his finger to touch the almighty woman. Before Lilith and Berkeley could stop him he touched her finger. The woman opened her eyes, her eyes were yellow. She flashed her fangs at Grover and grabbed his arm. She then quickly pulled him up into the cloud. Shit !!! Did you see that ? See that over there. She pointed in Tylers direction; the detective was lying half asleep on the bed. Berkeley was still more interested in what had just happened to Grover. The cloud began to rise up towards the ceiling, the clouds turned darker and moved at tremendous speeds. They saw lightnings flash inside the cloud and thunders shook the apartment. Shit its gonna rain Grovers soul Lilith. Abruptly blood fell from the cloud; it was a bloody thunderstorm that rained Grovers blood and soul. The apartment including the three individuals were soaked in blood, the rain had extinguished the burning earth stones and had also wet the unburnt.

THE PUTRID FIRE PROPHECIES.

THERE WERE THREE STORMS SINCE THE BEGINNING OF TIME the past, the present, the future. IT IS NOW THE TIME TO TELL OF THE PHROPHECIES THAT SPEAK OF THE SERPEANT. THE PROPHECIES ARE CONTAINED WITHIN THE BLEEDING STORM. THIS ETERNAL TORTURE CONNECTS THE ENDURANCE AND THE NIGHTMARE AND THE OBVIOUS AND THE ORDER. THE MYSTERIES OF THE PROPHECIES WILL BE WORSHIPPED BY THE SERPEANT AS THESE PROPHECIES ARE THE GREATEST CURSES THAT WILL WALK THE EARTH.

Detective Derek Tyler slowly opened his eyes, it was dark. The apartment was dark. Fucking shit.its night. Tyler thought may be had gone back to sleep that morning. The apartment smelt like a human abattoir and he felt like he was in a state of rigor mortis. The bed was soaking wet as was his clothes. He remembered the pink cloud, and how he had met Andrew. Derek quickly turned to turn on the desk lamp and looked around trying to make out that it was safe. He did not want to be stuck in an apartment with a person who was deceased and most probably the criminal that Derek was looking for, there was an envelope sitting near the lamp desk, Derek did not recognise it, it was a large gold coloured one. The writing on top said From Lilith..read as soon as possible. Derek finally admitted that truth to himself for the crimes had stopped once Andrews death had happened. Though Andrews post mortem did state that he himself had been killed leaving another killer out there somewhere. Derek put his foot on the floor getting ready to stand up, the floor felt cold and sludgy and Derek quickly pulled his foot back. He knew it was blood it was all over him; the blood had dried on the parts that were not covered by any clothing.

He opened the letter and read what Lilith had written for him. Derek I have written you this letter to tell you what will happen and what may happen. If you cannot remember - You had an encounter with a daemon [it was supposedly Andrew Ketton], this has been exorcised from you but now you will have to face questions.you are prone to be attacked again so that the daemons would not have lost, I have written down this information on paper for you so that there is a matter of privacy leaving the evil spirits with least amount of matter to follow. Remember if you do not answer the questions put forward to you; you will be attacked either by Andrew Ketton or by his associates. Also do not forget that I am involved in this as is Grover who is no longer with us; I and Berkeley can not be with you as we have to protect our own world. When this has finished I shall contact you. You have to save those that have been affected by Kettons evil. Please Derek realise that there are many dark days ahead for you; please do not be carried away by the ignorant. Derek put the piece of paper back into the envelope and looked for his shoes. He turned on the lights, the apartment was bloody red, and Derek now knew what the smell really was. His head hurt and he was really hungry, his mind was elevated enough to leave his soul and body; he needed to reassure himself by eating healthy food. The kitchen area was not covered in blood and was dry and normal. There were pork steaks in the freezer. After warming several steaks in the microwave, Derek heated frying oil in a pan and placed the steaks in the oil allowing them to fry. The letter from Lilith confused him once again because he did not know what were the wrong or right answers though Lilith had said she was protecting her world. He would have to do the same. The steaks began to spit and sizzle, the smell and the aroma awoke his senses and now he could not wait to eat the pork. Derek turned the heat up on the hob. The detective wanted to have a shower and decided to check if there was any damage in the bathroom. Why is Grover no longer with us ? He thought to himself. He wondered whether Grover had been butchered by Lilith thus explaining the blood but only a psychotic murder ritual would involve splashing the blood everywhere. And

plus there was far too much blood around to have come from Grover alone. The bathroom was clean; Tyler flipped the bed mattress over and sat down waiting for the steaks to fry. Having eaten the pork steaks with tomato sauce Tyler took a shower and got into clean clothes. He needed to go to sleep and so he turned the lights off and closed his eyes. Tyler opened his eyes; it was bright and dark simultaneously around him. He was lying on the bed but the bed was not in the apartment. Are you getting the picture now..? He heard a mechanical voice say. He looked around and saw two figures; they were astronauts. Tyler was on the moon looking at mans first lunar landing. He looked around once again; the moon was much bigger than he thought it was; there was black space all around him; the alien atmosphere had sunk into him; fear began to take over for he was not on earth and this one thought began to scream inside of him. You do have to be careful.. Another mechanical voice proclaimed. The two astronauts then began to enter the lunar module. Several seconds later a loud noise in the apartment awoke Derek. He searched in the dark for any movements and then turned on the desk lamp. Near the drinks cabinet he saw a creature that frightened the life out of him. Tyler zoomed in and out focusing his senses before he stared at it for a few seconds so that he would know its attacking strategies and what weapons it may possess. It did not move and so he waited ready to retaliate. It was an astronaut from the landing on the moon but it was not an astronaut. It was a big, muscular creature, the visor was a big evil black eye that glistened in the light and its skin was a slivery-grey reptile kind. The creature had thick black claws and looked at Tyler. It stood there as though it had been jumping around on the surface of the moon before noticing Tyler lying on his bed before stopping in its stride. There was no oxygen hose but instead the creature had a thick tail that it whipped onto the floor to awake the fear in Tyler.

This isone small step for.manOne giant leap for.mankind. A mechanical voice containing static-electricity echoed around the apartment. Tyler understood its meaning and began denying all involvement in taking over the moon and planets. He was more scared now because he was all alone in the apartment with the lunar creature. Once he denied and learnt that the possession had overtaken his entire knowledge he realised that he was saving those that were influenced. The apartment was filled with dynamic energy that had the full potential to achieve a signed agreement to have itself demolished due to its non-stop activities of absolute zeal of distracting the everyday working world. But it did not care for it was not the apartment that was to blame, it was its past inhabitants, the estate agents and the Met including Tyler. Once the denial had satisfied Tylers obsession with outer-worldly special effects he raised his head and enjoyed the scene in front of him that showed that the lunar creature had departed. Though there was something else he noticed in the dimly lit apartment. There was a light hovering near the door. It advanced to the middle of the apartment and grew into a circular ball that was probably thirty centimetres in diameter; thence from each corner that could have been; a thin extension protruded in and out. It was plasma energy that vibrated the human inside of Tyler; questions were being asked but on which level and which realm did they belong to was what he did not know. The light bounced and sprung in the same position while the four extensions lowered and raised themselves. There was a massive aura surrounding the ball of light and then Tylers voice echoed around the apartment. What am I??!! Do you remember me..??!! Tyler thought he knew what it was because it was there in front of him. While the extensions glowed more brightly the ball of light switched on and off several times before turning completely off. The four extensions swam through the air approaching Tyler and then completely disappeared. Tyler realised that the invisible ball and its extensions had actually flown in the opposite direction; it was an imaginative

mirage and a secret that Tyler would have to learn to keep; the light had been an outstanding insight into the world of supernatural phenomenons. Tyler wanted to learn about the dark days; Lilith would not lie to him and so he needed to prepare for those forthcoming days. If other people had become affected because of Andrew Kettons possession then there would obviously be an entire internet-library of work to do mainly because the crimes had not been solved and so the dangers involved risked more threat to everybody around Tyler. Tyler asked himself about what may have happened during the day had he not needed an exorcism. Tylers anticipation for morning to arrive irritated the hell out of him; he was thinking about resigning from Operation Rime 3 and asking his superiors for a more hospitable investigation to follow. The realisations that hit him were the worst for several years because now he had to turn his back on all those that had been innocently murdered and those most probably abducted and sacrificed. This thought irritated him more because he was here in this apartment. Apart from the desk lamp it was risky to turn anything else on because of the dampness from the blood that had covered everything. After headaches and strenuous attempts to get something to eat that failed because there might be a creature in the kitchen a noise awoke Tyler from his hallucinating sleep. It came from the other end of the apartment; he could see it in the dimness; it was a young woman seeking help; she seemed as though her soul was being torn apart. A skeletal arm that grew from the floor held her left arm tightly while on the other side there was another skeletal arm that had grown from the ground holding her wrist thus disabling her from escaping. Tyler recognised the woman from some photos he had seen. It was Katherine; the very same Katherine that was reported missing before and after the fire at the farmhouse. There was noise that startled Tyler; it came from the corner near the dining table and hi-fi system. He could make out a figure that slowly walked towards Katherine. Katherine who was scared, lost and crying did not see the figure. Tyler noticed there were another two skeletal hands that were holding her ankles down, it was a nun, she

was very huge and she slowly approached Katherine. Katherine did see the nun and screamed and yelled trying to free herself from the four skeletal hands that held her. Her throat was dry and the shouts for help were very squeaky and coarse; it hurt Katherine more to try to struggle. The nun turned and looked at Derek whose brain jumped and nearly turned itself off. The nuns face had no skin or flesh. She was a walking skeleton. The occult had proven to Derek its unimaginative splendours of non-realistic truths that were happening right in front of him. The she-devil turned to Katherine and began to scratch the skin on her face; the nun poked her bony fingers into the eyes sockets and pulled down the skin making sure she ripped the skin off. Tylers imagination ran wild from forest to apartment and vice versa. Blood and flesh could be seen pouring down Katherines face while she shrieked and cried in her own state of realising her final moments. The she-devil tore the skin down using her fingers, Katherines nose had been pulled off and she was swallowing her own blood. There was no relaxation time for the pain was everlasting agony that requited Tylers sights for looking into the psychic dimension of soothsaying as to why this was happening right before him. How was he going to trap this murderer that is wanted by Operation Rime 3. The eyes of Katherine were badly damaged, she could not carry on any longer by herself not for anything, the nun pushed her forefinger and middle-finger deep into the nostrils and then with the thumb clenched into Katherines upper jaw; the nun pulled and broke Katherines face before throwing that broken bone onto the ground, the nun jabbed her fist inside Katherines broken face and broke free the brain, that she-devil showed the bloody human brain to Tyler and threw it at him. He saw it coming and put his head down and kept his head down diverting his escape route should the nun come towards him. Something spongy fell near to him; he knew what it was but waited silently. All was quiet and all Tyler could think about was how Lilith was going to explain Grovers accidental death; she was looking at imprisonment if her story proved to be wrong about an exorcism that Grover was involved that only resulted in his death. Tyler poked his

head out from the bed sheets and searched and found what he was looking it was Katherines brain. How was he going to explain that a nun had just ripped out her brain and thrown it at him while he was trying to reach morning. He was covered in blood and they had no alibis. He wanted to call the emergency services but waited until it was a little safer and until everything was real. In those days..Death was a mystery; there was no God.Death was the eternal power you sought but could never find.so you die of disease, famine, destruction. Death was the key to paradise, it was Hell and you were bound by fear..Death is the afterlife..Death is the re-incarnation of your souls.I am your love, your beloved Death, Death will burn your hearts that are born to blossom and grow to become ripe.the hearts that then grow old and die to wither away in the seasons of nature..Death will never grow old.Death will always remain to heal this body.!!! Morning broke through but it was like no other morning because not only had he nearly been killed but there were two other people who had died in the apartment; one yesterday and one last night. The warnings that suggested to Tyler that enough was enough in such portrayals and glorifications unknown mysteries remained true; but that was not the point or the problem at this very moment because now he was going to be questioned in regards to a murder inquiry that circled the entropy in himself. The detective remembered he had wanted to show the apartment to Melissa to see if she could make any connections but that would have to wait; probably for quite a long time. First Tyler had to manage his problems one by one. The Commissioners right now were on course to receive the nobel prize for publicising Operation Rime 3 whilst Tyler was looking to go on trial for so far two counts of murder; definitely one was for sure. This was unless Lilith the magician had murdered Grover during one of her seances and had then killed Katherine last night. Thoughts ran through Tylers mind about whether Lilith had dosed him somewhere making him incapable of saving Grovers and Katherines life. He and Grover had probably been there sitting and talking with the criminal that they were searching for all of this time.

Lilith the fuckin wanker..Noyes ! That was not all that Tyler could think of. Tyler would question Lilith and her answers had better be good. To begin with he wanted to know how clever she was to have killed Grover and then to plot to blame him; or did she want to go on trial with Derek for the murder of Katherine before getting her separate sentence. The stupid cunt.fucking son of a bitch ! Tyler quickly got himself ready to get to the office; he phoned Grovers phone but it did not answer. He was about to ring Grovers house number when the buzzer rang. Outside were several uniformed police officers and Lilith; they told Tyler that Grovers wife had been informed that Detective Raymond Grover had been involved in a severe accident. Lilith and Berkeley had gone to the police to explain Grovers death. They questioned Grover and then in their own time Lilith explained what happened. That was when Tyler remembered the note he wrote for her. The formal practise of identifying the blood in the apartment and looking for all the other conditions that prove the innocent and the guilty was organised by the police officers. A Police Line Do Not Cross tape was used to block entry into the road so that an official inquiry could be made into the possible murder of a detective. Lilith and Berkeley had already given their statements and Tyler told the officers what he knew had happened yesterday, though he was asked to give an official statement at the police station. Tyler agreed because he was innocent and because he was incensed with the complications as to how the fuck did he just get punched in the teeth during the investigation. Tyler knew that the world right now would be enjoying this inquest though it is he who is in the wrong side of the law that is of course until he proven innocent. Madness had no limits at this moment; because to murder Grover it takes at least a droning escapism into the world of teleportation as Grover was too big a person to shove let alone kill. How and why do I know that..is it of any importance.?

Tyler had no energy for this right now, his whole entity was in pain and there were blasphemous ideologies racing around from Kettons influence on the Met to Tyler being a hero for being involved in destroying the devil. Such devilish-ness that had terrified the public at the beginning of the century. Ritualistic concentrations surpassing wholly meanders of ancient enterprises that had built a world to make Detective Derek Tyler a menial subject of societys zoo was now inherent in the purpose to excruciate the differences held in the investigative understanding that had never taken place but instead was a battle; between good and evil termed as Operation Rime 3. Is Grovers disappearance an everyday phenomenon ? Of course not. Where the hell is that fatty when you need him ? Uncontrollable madness ascended upon Scotland Yard as Tyler returned to the office; the apartment was being taken apart at this very moment. Tyler hoped that Lilith the fucking Noyes had not concealed any used weapons in there; weapons that could also have his embellishing fingerprints on them. Subjugated incriminations that revelled in the apprehensions of disliking permanent concords were unleashing the ancient prisoners that used their powerful concepts through the blind side of humanity were being raised from the dead. The detective was now pushed aside in the battle. A battle that is unable to record itself. Tyler wanted to know where Grover was and so he took up the personal conflict that maybe the detective had been carried away somewhere in that hurricane. If Grover was declared dead then he died an unnatural cause; Tyler was supposedly possessed at the time making Lilith and Berkeley the only culprits who may have endangered the detectives life. It was not a game they had been playing whereby somebody had died because of an accident; it was an illegal exorcism they had undertaken. Tylers note to Lilith puts him in the frame for creating the actual exorcism to take place. Me..a god-hating non religious erroneous detective of Scotland Yard The exploration of new territorial segments of the investigation had to be left postponed, there was another unit of sceptics working on the farmhouse murders and disappearances. The hallucinating dream of Katherine could or could not be helping them right now but what

is the matter when everyday radiations had sunk into the deepest pit ever dug by a lone detective. Tyler had undergone a medical examination and during which he realised he should have visited a clergyman in order to identify the devils at work around Operation Rime 3. But the ministers were already deeply involved thus putting Tyler into an even more inexcusable position. Poor Lilith. The abominable-daemon Andrew Ketton had entered his body and mistreated his senses, Tyler had been raped, he was the victim here yet he was being treated as though he may be responsible for the death of another detective. Tyler felt sick and his tongue was dry and tasted foul. He smelt voodoo in the air and his insides turned in and out as though he was kissing a fiend. It was just the after-effects he told himself; the possession was real but what happens from here is inexplicable. Tyler vomited into the dustbin while invisible waves of air forced him to remain seated. There was a very thin layer of pink mist inside the office. Tylers stomach began to hurt; his insides moved by themselves and did things that he had not been told about. He felt a bulge as though a balloon was being blown up inside of himself. His pelvic area hurt and the pain surmounted to the normalities being withdrawn enough to drag him into a world of uncontrollable violence. His laptop flipped over; the door locked itself, the hi-fi on the table flipped over and fell to the floor and then the reclining chairs began moving back and forth. Rage was being born inside Tylers body; he needed blessings and holy aid. The invisible force held him firmly down while the phantom manifested the impregnation causing the fallen angel to grow. The detectives stomach area bulged and grew outwards; the buttons on his shirt tore themselves off giving him a view of his growing stomach. The weight pulled him back some more; his mouth and lungs tasted of poison that was being pumped around his body and up to his brain that enlightened itself with the daemon that was born inside him. He who was giving birth inside New Scotlands Yard could feel the bloody human-monster moving around inside him. Feelings that at first tingled the detectives senses now had over-powered his mind taking such a possession out of anybodys control; the feelings and the

presence relayed its authority through-out the entirety of Tylers lifeform. The detective roared the roars that were being disintegrated by the passing winds in the room; his eyes flared up into a brilliant red colour while unknown to the detective his teeth grew into long sharp razors and his finger and toe nails into big claws. Tyler saw hands around him that were pinching his ankles, pulling at his hair and his clothes while hitting and scratching him. The demonic features and haunting hands disappeared, the disgusting thought of somebody else being inside his body convulsed his interiors bringing out decay and rotten mould that was discoloured and disgustingly horrible containing the stench of undetected evil that had betrayed the laws of humanity. This Tyler vomited onto the table in front of him. The unit containing the television, DVD and VCR moved towards the middle of the office while the earth rotated on all of its axis; the solar system had started to collapse and then started to pump itself in and out in accordance with Tylers heartbeat while space debris was thrown around the universe. Other solar systems were too behaving in the same manner and this was when lightning flashed above London bringing forth God-forbidden thunder clashes; the sky turned into pink colour and the clouds moved at tremendous speeds. The unit that was now in front of Tylers table fell over onto its side. The ancient exorcism had only had any effect for a small amount of time; Tyler had no concept of how to stop the growth and manifestation of the demon inside of him. D-omen-ic screams and yelps were echoing around the office; the detectives brain elevated to make more room for his so-called satanic offspring that had been destroyed due to the bad omens and out of date luck that imposed upon him by the world that after his death had only shown any concern to step and jump upon a realm that was more highly motivated than them; this they achieved by remaining in the same place that they are too in today. The re-incarnation wanted to dwell into the world that reproduced a casual pregnancy under the umbrellas of governing institutions that were only there for them to perform the nondescript reasons of war and oppression. Descriptive belongings that prompted the public about things that move in the shadows whilst running through the lights accustomed

the orthodox mirror images to consort the lower levels of re-enacting the life thus given unto humans. Much could have been done yet much was not done. The long dead ghosts had not been invoked; they just invited themselves in to achieve what had not been done thousands of years ago. There were questions with no answers and answers with no questions; had the holiest highs inscribed this upon themselves and their people as fate or was there an exact purpose for the reverberating nuance that collided with the tomorrows yester-years. The cemeteries were empty and God had no source of power; all that remained was the ancient wisdom that had bypassed all human intelligence inside history. Yet this ancient wisdom had been bypassed by the modern world whose explanations resulted in the unexplainable curses surmounted by building bridges to conjoin with such ancient wisdoms. If the human wanted to play God in the name of god then God shall play human. The destruction that was quite severe so far during the Operation Rime 3 reign accentuated role-plays not for the macabre but instead for the intellect that is a viable extract of a subordinated demands of manufacturing not in the name of God or Satan but rather for the human that only expands in the darkness. Epitomising sensualities started to evoke more elevations to the lower levels of paradise; they thought Operation Rime 3 would justify The Battle of Eden but they forgot to think about the unfathomable terror that they were actually awaiting. Such terror that was unconquerable and unwanted for the squeamish may run late with their errands of utmost atrocities that they promote via unritualistic practises for the ordinary spectators. Paganism was a description that turned to reality and now it was just an absent-minded set of instructions that was ruled by witchcraft. The proverbial aspirations that neglect the self-analytical individual to entertain the crowds by acting up and down ones own sinful ways of reaching salvation by using self-pity as a tool instead of ones own mental philosophical insights that truthfully keep quiet in the name of public meetings that discuss the informal ways of the

arbitrary and the unbalanced harmonies of following any given paths had now awoken. Busy they were the idyllic adults that worshipped the lower divisions of society to marginalise a profit in the name of eliminating the cruelty that they had once created. The so-called enemies at this point were chanting to achieve the sequences that would betray the stoppages that link the marginalising profits to then help the worshipping of lower divisions to inaugurate the relevance of movement. If the horrors contained did not magnify the pests that were given utmost positions in governing places that they should actually at this point be working towards or domestically out of was why the enemies had started to weigh down the relevances of difficulties that matter in order to sideline such low levels of lazy sorrowful individuals to therefore depict the stoppage of power in its own glory by complicating, mocking and in the name of the working-ladder hiding in the world in which Tyler was ready to give birth to the re-incarnating Andrew Ketton. The exact Andrew Ketton who died unnaturally was prepared to rule the world using their blind spots in every place required. Prolonged systematic propositions aroused the familiar negligences that rewarded conceptual benevolences that ignored the horrors that now surrounded the doctrines. Emphasis paved the way for tending to the days sorrows that was to be initialised by the reminding of their once known eras of protecting the needs of consecrations. Witchery projected nil amounts of magic that was now deemed as an unseen format of silenced magic that required the powers to withdraw the usual gastrations that performed the intakes that output misleading prohibitions of questionable acts related to the once stretched occult practises that had frightened the person due to several armies arriving at one time. The armies that were enemies were neither human nor monster and the armies that arrived carried with them the mortal and immortal aspects of revenge. Detective Tyler had chosen the correct operation but the wrong investigation in terms of not adhering to the warnings, signals and the realities of not being a damned individual. Tyler was looking for something on the theme of viable doctrines that visualised the thoughts but he was unable to format his journeys because of lack of

self-confidence. If the Home Secretary was unhappy then the Met Commissioners too were unhappy meaning Tyler was the one who they would punish. To forget was to conspire and such questions had been answered and such answers had been questioned. But had the uneven prevented the battle between good and evil ? Or had such an uneven prospect rewound itself to a secret palace that had been created to withstand barbaric attacks ? Much significance was lolling and much lolling was insignificant, derogatory woes and the technocratic impacts that called themselves globalisation and casualisation still had not revealed their true identity which is hospitalisation. Such a secretive population however still had no idea of the labour-pain that the detective was enduring inside the headquarters of the police force. Collapsing institutions and degenerating arenas were now ruling the nature of humans that were the subject of what they most feared; that being what they did not understand. Given the pleasures of reality they had no intellect to pressure the unknown for what it may hold, the programming was then to explain the weakness for the rest of eternity; that eternity that shall consist of bombarding conflagrations that reveal the superiority of race-relations in accordance to the human that possesses the soul, mind and the body. Eight by eight mountain climbing exhibitions had now been cancelled and the human-creatures that ruled the solar system were being taken to the kitchen to be reverberated into a luncheon specification for the scorpion in the sky. Far too much of the darker-side of mankinds tribulations were deliberately being omitted while far too much of the shameful-side of mankinds stipulation were being included for enclosed encounters of the third kind. Darkness was only being explained on a one to one basis that stretched from the hip bone to knee bone to make sense of a realm that had been created long ago, violence and hatred which fulfilled mans ambitions of reaching beyond the horizons due to the lacking and effectual cause of under-developed technology and reverence thats a complication to begin with. The ticket came and that all was unwanted; so life can feel gutted as can empirical steadfastness that is irrelevant to the progression of damnations that

was the only hope of survival. Such a survival that drabbed bleakness through the obscurities of cannibalism. To give pain is to give birth and to receive pain is to receive birth. They decree the sensitive notions that ones loss is anothers gain; but did they understandably ask themselves what was able to be lost and gained in their sensitive leisures of discounting the free percentages that contain no mathematical equations ? Much was empty and so the empty was much whereas much was not empty; quiet was the life or was life the quiet ? The questions were a blessing to the ear and eye alike and the questions were a sore to the ear and eye alike. The sake of public awareness amounted to repetitions and in turn backwardness evolved through the spying glass and so the brain eroded as did the excrement that gained far too many higher ratings. Burgundy was the man and burgundy was the man, but they did not know each other; they did not even know who they themselves were. And so the days, weeks and months passed by while the production levels deteriorated yet they still did not know anything. However they knew a vast amount to do with political anchoring techniques. One had to experience and employ oneself in space-travel and so until that time arrived the worlds duties had to be forced to a nearby standstill. After the bureaucratic journey the governing bodies were thanked for their superiority and their ride to the cosmos. The next step in space research was not to be due for another lifetime because important and secretive interviews and private meetings were to be at a political peak. By then the golden oldies had lost track of spaceage configurations and had to sadly revert to everyday agendas of pathetically wandering what was out there. An alien or a human ? Microscopic whispers accentuated bereavements of professionalism that pledged out equal amounts of proficiency and iniquity for everybody. All was at one. The harder the work the easier the escape route; the lower divisions governed the institutes and a newer cult was born. The cult remained dormant until once upon a time whence an atom bomb was tested for statistical purposes. Technological advancements that had been only elaborated upon by the existing strays and the accentuate' that are quite visible actually due to their demands of winding down life found no reason to speak

of the advancements or the deteriorations. Migratory influences are forgetting the once contained desires of planning and executing the loved betroths that have since become the average minute blasphemies that were condemned even before the battle began. And then they died; but they did not die alone for nobody was sure what was basic and what was advanced; they questioned their own sins and were unsuccessful. They decided to swim an ocean once again without realising that their neighbours were afraid of the deep. And so as one swam the others waited while the generation broke its crown and tumbled down with croaks and groans relaying the evidence of text book realities that can not even be looked at even once. The above story heralded a new coming that was already entwined with the characteristics of look but dont touch and actually found themselves in a posture that was too far an affront collectiveness to be named as an ordinary, everyday and very wellknown gimmick that can be solved during afternoon teatime. Yet the hair grew white and the proud-ness shone through the kidneys and the abdomen and the liver and the toe and the chin and the spine and the birthmarks. Though humanity was still blessed by widely recognised contours and contrasts of space-relations alongside the very dark and scary bungalow that is used as both home and office. This resulted in the institutions being kept and swapped for nothing thus creating a larger home and office space entwined with the idiosyncratic complications that are exactnesses that are the only agenda of complications. Tyler could hear piano music enslaving him inside the office. The piano music was slow and he recognised it. It was a favourite of his ex-girlfriends who played this particular tune when she was not too good. It was called Beryllium. Tyler had always shown bitterness to it; and now it flowed inside his veins and arteries as his memories jogged. This was because his ex-girlfriend played it with strong emphasis on the parts of the tune that were repeated using higher and stronger notes. Tyler could today feel its own bitterness and insincere energy as the tune thrust forward bringing the heavy droning effects of the higher and stronger notes.

The score continued to bounce around the office while Derek and Andrew thought about how the detective did not even know anything about Andrew Ketton; Derek was quite unfamiliar with the daemons background and had no brainwaves to suggest any recognitions with the murders apart from the obvious being that they were related to witchery and blasphemy. Exaggerations were left out and so were the offsetting reprimands that would remind the latter or the former about the obsolete realities behind the fusion and the betraying and the devious acts of punishments. Andrew was able to boast about this possession as he was already dead; Tyler on the other hand had to resort to extreme climaxes of reproducing the whole story from a psychological and scientific point of view containing only rational and minute trends of the blasphemous monstrositys story. Andrews exhibition and obsessive-ness rekindled the sleeping flames of hell by awakening the daemon that was now while inhabiting the detectives body was growing inside of him. Andrew the dead son of a bitch that was causing unruly chaos even after his murder was not seeking revenge on the world for their mistakes and neither was he trying to cover up his stupidity by performing a possessed demonic birth. The imperative thing and point here was that Detective Derek Tyler was restrained; this was shrouded in the possession and the array of suppositions that recommended Dereks insanity to be analysed by the very faction of people that have no insanity. The interior of the office shook and moved; the detectives brain needed turned off due to the voluminous ferments of shocks. A moment had passed and the detectives eyes opened; the shock hurt Derek because he did not recognise the surroundings at first. It was Ms Hansons house; it was as though the investigation was just about to begin. The floors were bare from where the carpet had been removed and the house was still in its primitive state of being redecorated. There was a loud noise coming from outside of the room where Derek was seated. There was another noise as though somebody was trying to break in. Footsteps then trundled searching the house of its occupants. It was the priest; he took of his coat and left it to hang on

the coat rail. After placing the crowbar on the floor he entered the room but he could not see Detective Derek Tyler looking at him. Andrew Ketton too was present within the detectives body. The priest looked at the pentagram and thought about looking around the house. Ms Hanson or Andrew would have come if they were in, but they did not and the front door was mysteriously boarded up. The sky outside was pink and the weather was windy and dark. The priest kicked the candles aside while cursing Andrews ideologies of leisurely time that troubled the priest. The priest went back to his coat and took out a book; it seemed very ancient. Whilst sprinkling holy water around the room the priest read passages from what seemed to be an unadulterated bible, he was trying to exorcise the house. Smoke began to rise from the floorboards and out of the walls and the ceiling. Dereks teeth grew long and razor sharp and his skin turned pink. His eyes glared a bright red while horns grew from his temples, claws grew from his finger tips and the room began to heat up. The smoke was burning and boiling the contents around Derek and the priest. The priest skin was scalding and the pages of the book became crisp and were unable to be turned. The book became too hot for the priest to hold. The room grew hotter and hotter until it was enough to boil the priest interiors and his exterior. His skin has shrunk and his weight had decreased by a considerable amount. Furniture had caught alight and other contents had self-combusted into flames. The struggle was tough and as the white smoke disappeared the priest fell to the floor that also had begun burning. Derek needed to get away; he did not want to get burnt in here with Andrew but he was too weak. The sofa was already on fire and Dereks clothes too were alight. Derek tried to shout for help but his cries were compressed by Andrews negligence of the outside world. Derek gave up and opened his eye to see how fierce the fire had become. He heard an alarm and water fell on him. Andrew had taken the detective back to the office which was on fire. His legs and hands were already burning. There were several shouts and screams outside the office due to the panic on the fourth floor that had now started to spread across the New Scotland Headquarters building. The office door was kicked

open; a man stood there with a fire extinguisher; he was wet because of the sprinklers that had turned on in the vicinity; he then depressurised the CO2 fire extinguisher to make a path so that colleagues could try to save Dereks burning body. The fire had fought through the water sprinkling water and so they used their jackets to fight the flames on Derek and after wrapping his body and legs in the coats to omit the heat emitted from his body they carried his burnt body out.

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