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Email Phyllis Confrontation with Don M at the Barrens

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Sunny du Pree
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Location: Push, Nevada

Email Phyllis Confrontation with Don M at the Barrens

Dearest Sunny One,
We just returned from the road to the ashram site and I am in a dreadful state. Yesterday I got commitments from dozens of people to go out there today and I was really gratified when almost a hundred people showed up. I don't think this is due to any leadership qualities on my part. Because so many people were naturally concerned, all it took was one voice saying, "Let's go!" We couldn't get to the actual site because we ran into a roadblock formed by a couple of heavy construction vehicles with SOD logos on them. Workmen were already driving in poles and running wire to fence off the perimeter. Just beyond where they were installing gates, I could see several luxury cars and a number of pickup trucks. Along with the workers, there were Marzano security men and quite a few DEG's; a veritable army began to form a line against us. But, we
closed ranks and pushed our way through the gateposts. Beyond the large construction trucks, I could see that a couple of the luxury cars had the Mount Analogue name on them and there was a small group of men in suits.

As the forces of darkness blocked our way, I demanded to speak to whoever was in charge. Marzano's goons pressed right up to us, looking menacing, while the DEG's hung back. Over their shoulders, I could more clearly see the group of men by the luxury cars as they started toward us: Pat Dobbs, Don and Frank Marzano and two men in elegant European suits who were unknown to me. Pat, sounding more like a child than ever, piped up over the tumult, "Now, now, what's going on here? I say, what's going on here?" The goons parted like the Red Sea to let Pat, the Don and the others move toward me but they closed behind me, separating me from Iris and the town's people who had come with me. "Phyllis?" Pat's face took on a comical look of surprise, "Phyllis Willingham, what on earth are you doing here? What is the problem?"

And there was the Don, standing so close to me I could smell his cologne. My mouth went dry with fear but, looking over my shoulder, I could see Iris and the others pushing their way back to me. I demanded to see the Environmental Impact Study for the project and told them I had called the DEP and spoken with the governor this morning. I really got rolling and poor Pat was just sputtering, trying to get a word in edgewise, "But this has been planned --" and, "I assure you, everything is on the up-and-up," and, "Phyllis you're overreacting--." The suave strangers stepped forward and one said, "Madam, we assure you that Mount Analogue will--." While the other said, "You'll find that we have nothing but the local area's interest at heart--" But, the Don cut them all off with a slicing gesture. He boomed at them, "Enough, we don't have time to waste on this poor deranged woman. The deception and criminal activities of her worthless husband have already jeopardized this entire project by bringing
about the Grand Jury investigation in the first place, she WILL not delay what we are doing here."

He was so commanding I could feel the press behind me fall back while I stood my ground and glared at him. He called out to the town's people, "We have every right and legal authority to be here." Then, he turned to his mob and instructed, "Remove these people from this property immediately." At once they began to push and heave people back through the gateposts and I found myself isolated with the Don in my face. His whole demeanor altered, his very face seemed to twist in rage as he forcefully whispered to me, "You are less than a worm to me, you fool! I should slit your throat right here and let your blood feed the ground at my feet."

The only people who heard him were the men from Analogue and they looked truly alarmed. One of them even stepped to the Don's side and took hold of his arm, saying, "Marzano, I don't think--." The Don, his eyes on fire, swiveled his head toward the man and roared, "Shut up!" They both gaped at him, started to speak and then thought better of it, stepping back. I could see Frank holding Pat out of earshot and the Don turned back to me with an almost soothing tone in his voice. "I had hopes for you too, Phyllis. I once thought your heart was as black as your husband's. It's a shame really." He paused and I found the
nerve to say, "We will stop you, you know, there are too many of us."

And he laughed in my face, loud and long. Two of his thugs grabbed me by my arms as he chuckled, "Stop me? You have no chance. I know what your husband stole from me but it is too late. I no longer need it. I have eliminated the others who knew what they were, one by one. And the ones who had already lost their way have no power." He was beaming, radiating malevolence, "Even if you find the rest, I still hold the final key."

Bringing himself under control, he straightened his suit sleeves and smoothed the front of his jacket. Looking down his nose at me, he smirked, "Go now, enjoy the last few days of your pathetic little life. My destiny awaits." Then, he pivoted on his heel and strode away with the two strangers falling in beside him. As they departed I heard one of them say to him, "Was that wise?"

The Don's men man-handled me back outside the gateposts and I realized that most of those who had come with us had already gotten in their cars and driven away. I held my posture until I got back into my car with Chris and James. Iris, with a strange look on her face, came running up and jumped in the car with us. Once we were down the road a ways, I started to shake from nerves and James drove us the rest of the way home. I am still shaking and very afraid, Sunny. I'm going to get back on the phone with the governor's office and the DEP and see what kind of legal re-enforcement I can get for the battle tomorrow night. You better believe I'm taking my security force with me to that Council
meeting!

Yours,
Phyllis

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

Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2003 6:07 pm

Varin
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Joined: 02 Dec 2002
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Quote:

"Even if you find the rest, I still hold the final key."

So what is this final key?

Sarah? Diana? Diana's baby? The note that should have been with the wand? The wish?

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Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2003 7:28 pm

Sunny du Pree
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Joined: 01 Jan 2003
Posts: 636
Location: Push, Nevada

Email Phyllis wants to Kill Marzano

Oh, Sunny! I am so afraid. He thought I had a "black heart." Was I really so awful when you first started writing to me? Snobby, vain, superficial and materialistic, perhaps, but evil? I am so afraid. I keep imagining plunging a dagger into his heart. There is a part of me that wants to kill him. Part of me wishes I'd had a knife and had cut his throat when he threatened to cut mine. This is terrible and I can't stop having these bloody thoughts. I want to be part of the Light, to work my way toward redemption and Goodness. But, there is some ruthless part of me that still belongs to Father and that part cries, Vengeance, how dare this son of a bitch speak to ME this way! I can't say this to anyone else: I am more afraid of killing than I am of dying. If I die in a good cause, then Heaven will receive me, won't it? If I kill him, then I will be as evil as he is. But, being evil in a just cause... He thinks I am nothing and he will get in my face again, I know it. Could I do it? I think I could. All I would have to do is remember the agony of Douglas' death as Dale described it. I could do it. Oh, Sunny, help me! I am so afraid. Please guide me toward the Light. Help me find a way to avoid what I think I can do.

Yours,
Phyllis

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

Posted: Mon Aug 25, 2003 9:12 pm

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