Skip to main content

Quick Update - Future

Hello Dear Readers,

Part 1
I didn’t think I’d have new information about that contents of the almanac so soon.  But I do!  Most unexpectedly I got an email from Jan March!  Apparently, it is that time of the month!  Hooray for menstrual cycles!  She says that she still isn’t sure about sharing her journals with me but that she had a vision with pressing information.  This vision filled her such a sense of dread and foreboding that she contacted me as soon as she woke up!
            Her vision was about the destruction of Kevin’s Crossing!  In it, she saw the town underwater with torrential rain.  Then everything began to shake and the ground split open and more water came out!  In water dark shaped could be seen swimming out of the cracks in the earth.  She didn’t know what they were, but she said she could feel their hostile intent.
            This dream/vision mirrors the events in the 1887 Newton Almanac so closely as to make me extremely nervous.  While disastrous and chaos is always an exciting opportunity, I fear for the fate of my adopted hometown.

Part 2
Also, of note, I bumped into Officer Eric and his partner, at the Steaming Mugs.  I was very excited, though his partner still only talks to me in an official capacity, I know I am growing on her!  Unfortunately, Officer Eric was looking worse for wear.  His complexion was sallow, and he had bags under his eyes.  He took me aside for a moment to talk.  In his hand, he held a black coffee.  I was eating a scone.  He told me that nothing bad had happened yet after his visit from the Pale Sandwich Man.  While I thought this was a reason to celebrate.  He felt something bad was still on the horizon.  That the waiting for the event had caused him to lose any sleep and his appetite.  I squeezed his arm to try to reassure him.  It didn’t seem help.  He said he was on patrol and had to leave.  On their way out the door, his partner gave me a concerned.  I must admit that I was concerned as well.  Officer Eric must have good intuition, being a police officer, and if he thinks something bad is going to happen, then it probably is.
            Could this bad thing be the joint flood/earthquake that Jan March saw?  Are the Tribe Below going to try to overtake or destroy the city?  My concern for Kevin's Crossing deepens with this new information.  But what can I do?  How does everyone feel about me coining the term ‘florthquake’?
            I took this opportunity to inquire if Officer Eric had any knowledge of Treakle St.  Being a seasoned law enforcement official, I assumed he must know something.  He said that he was familiar with the legend and the police department received a few crank calls a year from someone asking for police assistance on Treakle St.  Oddly the calls always come from an untraceable phone.  Officer Eric dismissed these, pointing out that they always receive several calls from Jak-Jak each month as well.

I’ll keep you update!
FUN FACT

            The people of Kevin’s Crossing refer to themselves as K-Crossers.  DO not, on any circumstances, refer to them as Newtonians!

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Treakle St.

Hello Dear Readers,             On my way back from the viewing the petroglyphs in the woods, where all the teenagers hang out and do unsupervised teenager things, Tim began telling me the story of Teackle Street.  It was really more of group effort since Tim’s friend Karen and a very pale kid that went by T-Bone, frequently interrupted to add their incites.  So instead of giving you the complete, jumbled transcript, I will summarize the story into something comprehensible.             Apparently, many years ago there was a road named Treakle Street.  It was the only road that lead to the on-ramp for the old highway US 1 that brought most of the traffic and commerce through town.  It was lined with business, shops, warehouses, and hotels.  But the new bypass was put in on the far side of town and traffic began to slow.  As the traffic on Treakl...
Post a Comment
Read more

CinePlex 12

Hello Dear Readers, After the encounter with Horatio Grey at the train yard, I decided to take some time off and re-evaluate my approach to uncovering the unknown and the effect it has the new network of friends I’ve been building.  Unfortunately fate had other ideas! I decided to go see a movie.  A favorite American pastime!  (Suzie, remember when we used to sneak out to the movies after Mom and Dad passed out on NyQuil?). Kevin's Crossing has a small art-house movie theater with only one screen.  But it has such a long and dark history that I thought I would save it for another day.  There is a twelve-screen multiplex over in Telford, so I took three buses and arrived at the gleaming edifice of plaster and neon lights.  On the bus ride over I made an effort to count the graffiti I saw.  The ‘Shh’ graffiti seems to be waning currently, which is a good sign for the people of Kevin's Crossing, but I bad sign for me and my handful of readers. Also...
Post a Comment
Read more