New moon.
1666 Great London Fire begins in Pudding Lane. 80% of London is
destroyed
1939 WW II starts, Germany invades Poland, takes Danzig
The Great Fire. The last World War. A portent for my day. I still remember being in Berlin in those heady days.
Had a meeting at Citybank today. Peter was hard to convince, but finally sold. Details are on the office system in: f23984. I didnt get the margin I was expecting on that. It was a omen for a bad day ahead.
Went to Austin's to check on the Ming vase. It was slightly abrased on the neck near the handles, so I managed to get the price reduced. Organised for shipping to the office where I think I will put it on the mantle piece near the orcid.
The day got stranger. As I was coming out of Austin's, I was knocked down
by an solid woman in her 40's. She said,
"Your dreams will be explained/become clear."
"Do I know you?"
"You will."
I was very put off. The woman scurried off, but I will recognise her if and
when I meet her again.
The whole encounter brought my past back to me. It disturbed me, but it was nothing compaired to what was to happen later in the night.
I drempt again. I was in my nightshirt in The Park, covered in dirt. Even in my hair. I feel sick thinking about it. There were people there, they were strange, bewildered and primative I would say. They seemed to think that we were linked or something. I managed to convince them to give me a lift back to my appartment.
When I got there, one of them, Smith, was inside my flat.
THE BASTARD WAS IN MY FLAT!
I went for the H&K, but he attacked me. We fought and I put him down. Another of them appeared from nowhere. She asked to help Smith and I let her. Smith then dissapeared and reappeared healed. The albino freak changed into the killing form, but didnt appear to threaten me, although what impression she was trying to get across I am unsure. They both blinked out and were gone.
I think that they are Changing Ones. I must take care. I had not realised there were so many or that they have found a way to peirce the spirit world.
Called FP Security and ordered cameras and motion sensors. Slept with a weapon for the first time in years. I feel unsafe.
Found it hard to think back today. Too distracted. Cortes took me a while to remember. I laughed when I thought of the Julian calendar. I still remember all those people out protesting that they were being robbed of 12 days of life. People are sheep.
I found it hard to sleep. I seem to have drifted for a while, but I drempt. Other than The Dream, I last drempt... I forget when.
I drempt of the park (although not like before). I saw them although their faces did not seem to be focused on me ... I floated through the Park until I saw that same woman who knocked me over. She focused on me. Her eyes lock onto mine, and I feel some thing very very large behind her eyes, like a relaxed preditor. She said "Your time is at hand, your purpose is coming, your essence is needed. It is the time. Bring them forward so the lost can return. You must test them and yourself. If you fail we die. If you destroy this, I will ensure you live to see the End - I will use your soul as my battle shield."
I woke up awash with sweat. They threaten me, even in my dreams. I want to just remove them, but my head tells me I need to know more. Changed the satin sheets and showered.
The shower helped. Maybe this is my chance to remake my connection. I feel so distant these days. Unconnected. While I stood under the shower, I thought of home and how I used to enjoy the grassy hills in the sun, but especially in the rain around dusk when the colors were so much more intense.
When I came back out into the living room, it struck me again. I just can not shake that image. The bastards followed me home and broke in. I have to do something about that.
2:30am Called FP Security. They will have two operatives in the Park by 3am. I gave them discriptions of all those I saw. I want to know where the bastards live.
Played on the OS markets from home for a bit. Atleast twice I missed double figure returns, but I think it was my lack of consentration. This is disturbing me. I need to solve this. No play on the market until I get to the bottom of this.
Ordered 10 more people into the Park and 2 to the Pub. I need to know where they live and what their weaknesses are.
Arranged an empty building at 276 Brereton Drive overlooking a bank of public phones. Used to be a automotive detailing shop before the idiot went out of business. I am getting it wired for sound and video. IR aswell now I think of it.
Once I know where they live and can return the favors of threatening and violating their homes things will be fair.
I feel something. I am not sure what. I should just kill them. No. I should, but it seems the wrong path. Maybe they are doing something to my mind. Note in diary, Wednesday is the deadline.
No. I will talk to them, but MY way. Once they are kneeling, blind folded, handcuffed, video taped, each covered by a goon with silver bullets, I will feel safe. Once they know that my people are outside their homes and following their family, then I will teach them about property. What is mine and why they are never to touch it.
When they understand that I will threatened and destory where they just threaten and follow, I will feel ready to talk, on equal footing but not on the disadvantage.
I should kill them. I should hate them. I know not why I hesitate. We will see.
Purchased a silver capped walking stick and three of ingots of silver. The garage had enough to melt it. I covered a set of simple brass knuckles. Furguson's Armory was happy to take the other two ingots and forge 50 9mm hollow point bullets. They thought I was mad, but I told them it was a show thing, anyway what do I care. The bullets will be ready by 12.
9:30 One of the joggers failed to report in. Cut carpet sample from infront of the door (with Smith's blood on it) and any other physical evidence they might have left (blood or skin on the handcuffs) and bag it and chuck it in the Porsche glovebox.
Abandon house for the time being. Time to go mobile I think. Get in the car and start driving, organising things with the hands free. They are obviously much more organised than I thought.
The plan. --------- * Wait as long as I can to try and find any information on them, but given they have one of the joggers, I will have to move soonish. * Call them from the porsche and get them all to run to place X. * Drop 1/2 the samples off with security firm for inclusion with later video mpeg. * Call them at place X. Get them to run to place Y. Drive to place Z. * Call them at Y and tell them to go to the corner near Z. * Video them at the phone box corner (from Z and from a parked van). Zoom in to get facial features. * If they are not all there then asistant calls them and tells them they all need to be there in 1 min or all communications is off. * Assistant calls them and asks (this is important, and I cant help but imagine the voice of the gansta from Pulp Fiction here): 'You know who I represent. That dissapearin' thang you did, you know in Kelly Morgan flat, you can do it again on demand? This is a condition of continued negotiation.''Stop screwing us round. If you want to meet then let us.' 'I ask you again.. that dissapearing trick...' 'I think I understand what you mean. Yes.'
(Wait for them to answer yes)
The video of them on the corner and the voice over from the phone is encoded into mpeg and emailed to a remote server. This is my backup plan. If I lose and have to dissapear, then all the info I have on them is going to be sent to the police to make it look like they did it. :) * Have them come over to the building. Frisk them and remove all personal effects. Walk them in to the building. Big empty stark. Have them kneel 10 ft from each other with an armed grunt behind them. 3 more armed grunts patrol the building and 2 cover this area from rooms at the back. They are laying down and there are motion sensors with screchers covering the area behind them. * Goon calls me and tells me to come in. Drive into empty shop. Arrive at Z. Put second tape copy of conversation in my glove box with remaineder of DNA evidence. * Check them for silver vulnerability by touching them with the cane. * If I have any info on their families, play the mpeg of it on the computer. Contact goon outside family house and say that if they lose the mobile signal, go to plan B. (Plan B is drive away, but the players dont know that).
* (I know this doesnt protect me from an umbral assult by the rest of the caern, but I dont know how many more there are, so I may be paranoid about that. Goons also know that one of them dissapeared and that these people broke into my place (that their 'top' security firm helped set up.) * (The porsche is parked to my side (3 meters), motor running, refueled, door open.)
* _THEN_ we talk. + Want to know WHAT they are. Am willing to say wolfie infront of them :). + Will want some evidence against them or a home address before I send the goons in the building away. Want them to feel vulnerable before I talk to them, one vrs 5. + Will taste their blood (take samples, needle not bite). + Will probably want to speak to the woman from the dreams. * If/Once 'friends' + Want them to _promise_ never to interfear with anything of mine without my permission again.
They finally answer. Put the plan into action. Chat to them one by one.
3am Chat to deirdra.
Note to self from tuesday morning. Neutralise intruders and their families if the threat is not neutralised.
Cabel Co. Plastics, refinaries, mining. + Execs give off scuttling feeling.
BSD operate offer Colerado.