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Authors: Carmen Caine, Madison Adler
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secretly controlling the Earth from the fifth dimension for thousands of years. They allegedly built the Pyramids and some claimed that present day rulers in some rich countries were really reptiles. Apparently, it was quite a popular conspiracy theory on the internet.
I frowned, not certain what to think about it.
I turned my attention to researching “The Inner Circle”, but my searches brought up mostly musicians and self-help groups. I doubted they had anything to do with Jareth.
Scanning the first part of the entry again, I grabbed my science notebook. Since Jung had mentioned that these beings disappear into clouds and talk to animals, I figured I must at least consider the rest of her data in my research. I quickly jotted down the following:
Per Jung Lin, they do the following -
Drink Equal in water - unconfirmed
Don’t touch metal, causes problems - unconfirmed
Jareth arrived on Earth six months ago - unconfirmed
Jareth has a rival - musician?
Melody - person of interest?
Snake Brotherhood - need to research
Inner Circle - need to research
Blue-Threads - need to research
Fate Tracker - need to research
I stared at the page, tapping my pencil when, again, the thought crossed my mind that I was alone in the house.
I reached over and turned on Betty’s radio, but they were talking about Jareth’s upcoming concert and I nearly knocked over the computer in my attempt to change the station. I found one playing classical music and managed a deep breath as the sounds of a harp filled the room.
Deciding it was getting too dark, I got up to flip all the lights on in the living room, kitchen, and hall, before returning to the computer and reaching a sudden decision. I was going to respond to Jung Lin’s message. Maybe I could get her to talk to me. She might have more information.
I created a fake username of “Tigger” and posted “I’ve seen them disappear into mist too.” I didn’t say anything else. I hit reply, but an immediate message popped up on the screen. It said: “This discussion has been removed. It’s no longer valid.”
Frowning, I hit refresh and searched through the list of entries.
The discussion was no longer there.
I kept hitting refresh and searched for any traces of the thread for a good fifteen minutes, but it was as if Jung Lin’s entry had never existed.
Recalling that she’d been located in Covina, California, I thought googling her directly might be worth a try.
It didn’t take long.
I found the link near the bottom of the first page of results.
“Local Journalist Found Dead in Apartment.”
It was Jung Lin. It had happened just five days ago.
I looked at the screen in complete shock.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang and I screamed. Searching for a weapon to defend myself, I seized a pair of scissors.
The doorbell rang again.
Shaking, I crept up to the window and peered outside.
It was Ellison. He was surprised when I opened the door and hugged him.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, but rushed to add, “Never mind, I’m glad you are!”
Ellison grinned and walked inside. “Yeah, Betty texted me and asked if I wouldn’t mind dropping by to check on you. She thinks you’ve been a little freaked out since Halloween.”
I laughed a little nervously and hid the scissors behind my back. “Nah, not really. I’m used to being by myself.”
Ellison bent and scratched Tigger’s belly before straightening and holding out a small white stone. “What are these? I found quite a few outside in the yard. Kind of cool looking.” He tossed it to me.
Still clutching my weapon, I couldn’t move fast enough to catch it and the stone bounced off my nose. Ellison laughed as I sheepishly revealed the scissors and set them on the table. He stooped, picked up the stone, and dropped it into my palm.
It was small, polished, and pearly white. I turned it over and saw a strange symbol burnt into it that looked like a triangle with some loops inside it. It was actually
I frowned, not certain what to think about it.
I turned my attention to researching “The Inner Circle”, but my searches brought up mostly musicians and self-help groups. I doubted they had anything to do with Jareth.
Scanning the first part of the entry again, I grabbed my science notebook. Since Jung had mentioned that these beings disappear into clouds and talk to animals, I figured I must at least consider the rest of her data in my research. I quickly jotted down the following:
Per Jung Lin, they do the following -
Drink Equal in water - unconfirmed
Don’t touch metal, causes problems - unconfirmed
Jareth arrived on Earth six months ago - unconfirmed
Jareth has a rival - musician?
Melody - person of interest?
Snake Brotherhood - need to research
Inner Circle - need to research
Blue-Threads - need to research
Fate Tracker - need to research
I stared at the page, tapping my pencil when, again, the thought crossed my mind that I was alone in the house.
I reached over and turned on Betty’s radio, but they were talking about Jareth’s upcoming concert and I nearly knocked over the computer in my attempt to change the station. I found one playing classical music and managed a deep breath as the sounds of a harp filled the room.
Deciding it was getting too dark, I got up to flip all the lights on in the living room, kitchen, and hall, before returning to the computer and reaching a sudden decision. I was going to respond to Jung Lin’s message. Maybe I could get her to talk to me. She might have more information.
I created a fake username of “Tigger” and posted “I’ve seen them disappear into mist too.” I didn’t say anything else. I hit reply, but an immediate message popped up on the screen. It said: “This discussion has been removed. It’s no longer valid.”
Frowning, I hit refresh and searched through the list of entries.
The discussion was no longer there.
I kept hitting refresh and searched for any traces of the thread for a good fifteen minutes, but it was as if Jung Lin’s entry had never existed.
Recalling that she’d been located in Covina, California, I thought googling her directly might be worth a try.
It didn’t take long.
I found the link near the bottom of the first page of results.
“Local Journalist Found Dead in Apartment.”
It was Jung Lin. It had happened just five days ago.
I looked at the screen in complete shock.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang and I screamed. Searching for a weapon to defend myself, I seized a pair of scissors.
The doorbell rang again.
Shaking, I crept up to the window and peered outside.
It was Ellison. He was surprised when I opened the door and hugged him.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, but rushed to add, “Never mind, I’m glad you are!”
Ellison grinned and walked inside. “Yeah, Betty texted me and asked if I wouldn’t mind dropping by to check on you. She thinks you’ve been a little freaked out since Halloween.”
I laughed a little nervously and hid the scissors behind my back. “Nah, not really. I’m used to being by myself.”
Ellison bent and scratched Tigger’s belly before straightening and holding out a small white stone. “What are these? I found quite a few outside in the yard. Kind of cool looking.” He tossed it to me.
Still clutching my weapon, I couldn’t move fast enough to catch it and the stone bounced off my nose. Ellison laughed as I sheepishly revealed the scissors and set them on the table. He stooped, picked up the stone, and dropped it into my palm.
It was small, polished, and pearly white. I turned it over and saw a strange symbol burnt into it that looked like a triangle with some loops inside it. It was actually
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