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Email Phyllis and the Floating Maiden

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Sunny du Pree
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Joined: 01 Jan 2003
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Location: Push, Nevada

Email Phyllis and the Floating Maiden

Dear Sunny,

Malicious spirits continue to bump and thump the walls and rearrange things in the oddest ways. It's all rather tiresome putting things back where they belong and, in some cases, I've just given up. By maintaining a positive attitude and a sense of humor, I do seem to be holding the cold spots at bay. But, I know they're there, hovering, waiting for the opportunity to touch me with their icy fear. Saturday morning when I went into the shop to prepare to open, the "floating maiden" was actually floating about two feet above the counter! For a moment, this shocked me so badly that I let my guard down and the cold was upon me in an instant. As I turned to run from the room, the maiden came crashing down. I was so upset that she might be damaged I turned around again
and fought my way over to the counter and grabbed her into my arms. Solid pewter holds up well to this kind of mishap but the wooden countertop had a significant dent in it. Well, I was in the thick of it, I tell you. The fear and dread were all around me, invading my feelings, sapping my will and I did the silliest thing. I started singing, Row, row, row your boat, gently down the stream, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream! I stood there in that oppressive atmosphere and laughed and sang, merrily, merrily over and over again until the cold went away. Isn't that just absurd?! But, it worked!

Did I tell you that I went to the Emporium of the Weird the other day? I opened the door and the cold came pouring out. Patti was in a heap on the floor, crying hysterically, and things were jumping off the shelves. I ran in there and grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her outside. I held onto her hand and was saying, "Poor dear," but I couldn't help laughing. She rightly got offended until I turned her to look at her reflection in the shop window and then she started laughing, too. You see, she effects that gothic look with tons of black and white make-up and her tears had transformed her into looking like Pierrot, the love-sick clown in French pantomine. I had some tissues in my purse so she could dry her face and I loaned her the use of my compact to repair the streaks somewhat.

I'd gone there to seek her advice on dealing with these imps and I ended up giving her mine. They mean to provoke fear and anger and tears because that's what they feed on, I told her, stay happy and calm and they ease off. She told me that everyone, not just in Aglaura, but the whole township, has been reporting these events. She's sold out of their stock of books on poltergeists and paranormal phenomena. She told me some people are even putting out food and ginger beer to try to placate these spirits! So giggling like school girls, we went back into the shop and laughed the cold out. Then, she says to me, "Mrs. Willingham, you're not the stuck-up bitch I thought you were." "Ha," says I, "I am to and don't you ever forget it!" It stung me a bit to hear her say it like that but, I'm not self-deluded. I know I'm an arrogant, snooty snob because, frankly, I am more educated and cultured than most of the rubes in this town. I take pride in being in a class above ordinary people; I admit it. But, Patti
isn't the mindless, little vamp I imagined her to be and it felt good to form a bond with her. Perhaps, I've misjudged others and need to open up to the possibility that some people may be more intelligent than I have assumed. I mean, she knew who Pierrot is and not many people do.

I think I've proven to myself that these spirits draw power from negative
emotions and are driven away by child-like happiness. I can't convince Douglas to take this approach but it's working for me. Of course, with his job it wouldn't do for him to be singing nursery rhymes in his office at City Hall and he is under a terrible strain lately. In fact, dear Sunny, he is the reason I haven't been able to chase these spirits out of our home entirely. I see him glowering in deep thought and can almost feel gathering clouds of negativity forming around him. Something is going on, something really bad, and he isn't telling me.

Last night, I answered the phone and someone with a deep voice and thick, Mediterranean accent asked to speak to him. He made me hold the phone while he went into his home office and shut the door before picking up. Then, he said, "Hang up the phone, Phyllis," very curtly, before even asking who was on the line. I had to restrain myself from the impulse to listen at the door. When he came out later, he was muttering, "I don't know why he's looking out for --" But, he cut himself off when he saw me sitting in the library. Oh, Sunny, he's keeping something from me. In general, the business of the town bores me but I've never before seen Douglas so brooding and that worries me. Right now, with
my determination to stay happy and calm, I don't even want to press him into telling me what it's all about...

Yours truly,
Phyllis

this reminds me of Stephen Kings "IT" when they would recite things that were the most dear to them, like types of birds or even a toungue twister to help a stutter, to get rid of the EVIL

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Grace and Peace
Sunny Du Pree
I dreamed a dream and now that dream has come for me

Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2003 7:31 pm

Barbarellany
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Joined: 12 Nov 2002
Posts: 245

Another missive from Phyllis

I wrote saying I received a picture of the manuscipt page with the owl coin as a collector from a blind source. I told her what interested me was to see the two items together when I happen to have an imprint of that coin and she is missing a manuscrit page. Her reply.

Quote:

Dear Barbara,
I am amazed! I've never seen it before but it does seem to have
qualities in
common with the manuscript page I had. All I would say to its current
owner is
take extra care to guard against burglary! It would seem someone has
set about
gathering all the pages from this manuscript. Nor can I say I've ever
had a
metallic disc like the one that lies on this page. I do recognize it as
being a
variation of an Athenian Owl coin but it seems too large to be an
actual
casting. It is, perhaps, a larger-scale artistic interpretation of one
of those
ancient coins. How very curious. My mind is whirling with the
implications of
so many connections. I had a page like this page. You have a disc like
the one
shown with this page. I have lucid dreams about a red disc that I've
only seen
in an email attachment. Boojums are thumping in walls and rearranging
things
all over the township. So much strangeness! There must be a connection
between
all of these objects and events! What, pray tell, do they all have in
common?!

Oh dear, my husband has just come home and set off a series of crashes
in the
kitchen. He is so on edge about the town council meeting tonight he has
become
a poltergeist magnet. I must go see what's been broken now...

Phyllis

Posted: Tue Jun 10, 2003 11:58 pm

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