Friday, 28 September 2012

The Phantom of Bonfire Night - Chapter 1 of my kindle book

Chapter One




The Beginning


Joseph Turner was getting ready to pick up his girlfriend Emily Faden in order to take her to a big fireworks night celebration at the local town hall.
After leaving his flat he headed for his car, but he couldn’t remember where he had left it although he wasn’t alone outside since he had some company.
“Have you got a problem with something by any chance Joseph?” His neighbour Eddie Roland wondered after having noticed him looking somewhat flustered about something that wasn’t obvious to him.
“Just lost my car for a moment, but I can see where it is now.” Joseph explained to him in relieved fashion.
“That’s right it’s still parked across the street from what I can see. How much have you had to drink today anyway Joseph?” Eddie suggested to him while feeling that his eyes were playing him up for a reason and that reason could well be alcohol related.
“Not enough let’s just put it that way. I’ve got to take Emily to the fireworks display at the town hall later on.” Joseph informed him while joking around, because he hadn’t had anything else to drink apart from tea this evening since he was going to be driving.
“Hey you better not have been drinking tonight! You do remember what I do for a living right?” Eddie wondered while fixing him with a knowing stare.
“Yes I know you are a cop. Look you can make me walk in a straight line right here and now and I will pass your test with flying colours.” Joseph believed while showing that he was confident if he happened to challenge him to do that he would certainly pass the test.
“You know something? That’s not too bad of an idea.” Eddie responded and he put a shocked look on Joseph’s face since he wasn’t being serious with him when he said he would take his straight walking test.
“Come on I wasn’t being serious Eddie?” Joseph couldn’t believe that Eddie was going to challenge him into walking a straight line for him.
“How about you take that walk in a straight line and I’ll watch you and see how you get on performing it.” Eddie informed him while showing that he had no other option in the matter than to partake and he was after all a badge-carrying member of the police force.
“You aren’t kidding around with me are you?” Joseph fell into the fact that he was being serious with him and wasn’t going to let him wriggle his way out of this without carrying out the test.
“No I’m not going to let you out of this Joseph! So let’s see you walk in this straight line of yours.” Eddie explained to him in eager fashion and then rubbed his hands together in mild amusement at what he had made him do.
“Okay let’s see what you think of this then.” Joseph informed him before he made his attempt to walk along in a straight line.
“I’m still waiting…I’m still waiting for you to get going here.” Eddie informed him before checking out his watch to see how long it had taken Joseph to prepare himself for the challenge he had set for him.
“Give me a few moments please.” Joseph reasoned with him while wondering how he thought that he would be able to perform a challenge like this on such short notice.
“In three, two, one! Walk along now!” Eddie exclaimed and then watched on as Joseph kept his balance before completing his walk in a straight line shortly afterwards. Joseph then looked towards the off duty police officer in order to get his opinion on his ability to walk steady and straight.
“Well did I actually pass your test or what?” Joseph wondered if he had done as well as he thought he had while performing it.
“Just about made it! Take it easy out there tonight there’s a lot of traffic on the roads and I wouldn’t want you to get yourself caught up in anything that you shouldn’t be involved with!” Eddie explained to him after realising that he had no other option than to let him go here.
“Don’t worry about that, because I don’t want to be caught up in any of that kind of stuff either.” Joseph explained to him before walking across the street and over towards his car.
Eddie walked into his house to enjoy a movie he’d rented for his evening’s entertainment with his wife.
 After getting into his car Joseph fired it up before pressing, his foot hard down onto the accelerator where it purred like a kitten.
“This is going to be a pretty incredible night with any luck.” He told himself before heading towards Emily’s house with renewed enthusiasm and a sense of satisfaction after completing Eddie’s spur of the moment challenge. Eddie’s wife Janet looked up as he walked into the living room wearing a funny smile on his face.
“So what’s so funny?” Janet looked to find out.
“I just made Joseph complete a sobriety test.” Eddie informed her.
“Was there a reason for this?” Janet thought it was unusual since he wasn’t on duty here.
“He thought he’d lost his car, which was parked on the opposite side of the road. I thought that since he wasn’t sure where it was to start off with he might’ve been taking something alcoholic.” Eddie believed that it was for the best to be cautious in this instance.
“So you made him walk in a straight line? How did he get on?” Janet looked to find out whether or not he had passed the test.
“He passed with flying colours and hadn’t been drinking, well at least not yet he hadn’t.” Eddie reasoned with her.
“How about we just get the film on and enjoy our evening’s entertainment?” Janet believed that this would be for the best.
“Well I’m up for doing that.” Eddie responded before he cuddled up to his wife on the sofa and they settled in to watching the film they had rented for the evening.    

Meanwhile at Emily Faden’s house she was getting pretty impatient for Joseph to turn up and pick her up. He had promised to be there about fifteen minutes ago and so far he had no showed on her and she had no idea for the reasons behind his no-show since he hadn’t called.
“Where is he?” Emily asked Megan Davis her flatmate for her opinion on where she thought Joseph was tonight.
“Maybe that wreck of a car he’s driving around in has gone and broken down on him yet again what do you think?” Megan suggested a possible scenario to her and one that she could certainly see happening.
“It’s a bit of a bomb I’ll give you that much, but it still does the trick of getting him from a to b though.” Emily reminded that it still had its uses.
“Not if it breaks down it doesn’t get you from a to b does it!” Megan responded before they both started laughing about it.
“So looking forward to the fireworks display tonight are you then?” Emily wondered while trying to get the subject back off of her boyfriend’s car.
“Why are you asking me? Aren’t you the one going to the display at the town hall with Joseph?” Megan suggested to her.
“If he ever actually gets here that is! I thought I heard you say that you were going with Arnie to the very same fireworks display?” Emily recalled her mentioning something about it the other day.
“I am indeed, but I’ve got to meet him there, because he can’t even be bothered to pick me up?” Megan suggested to her with a lingering question at the end of her sentence that Emily quickly picked up on.
“Why can’t he pick you up then?” Emily wondered while feeling somewhat confused as to the reasons’ why he couldn’t come and get her tonight.
“He’s gone and got his license suspended once again.” Megan informed her of what had happened to Arnie recently.
“When did that happen though?” Emily was surprised to hear this news since his driving had improved over the past few months.
“It happened last week actually. He got caught again for another speeding violation. Third strike and its all gone his license that is.” Megan was disappointed about what had happened since she had to relay on public transport and cab services since he had lost his license.
“Still he could have picked you up by cab or something instead?” Emily wondered what she made of this idea.
“That’s just not his style I’m afraid to say.” Megan realised that it just wasn’t in Arnie’s thinking pattern.
“In that case how about you come along with us then? I’m sure Joseph won’t mind dropping you off and after all we’re going to the same place as you are.” Emily explained to her.
“That’s if the aforementioned Joseph ever actually gets here to pick either one of us up!” Megan reminded her and then took a look outside to see if any cars were coming along the street with their lights on outside.
“Don’t worry he’ll be here soon.” Emily responded while still having some faith in him even if Megan didn’t have that same kind of faith in him.

Joseph pulled his car up outside Emily and Megan’s flat and then looked around and since there didn’t appear to be anyone around he quickly sounded off his horn in order to attract her attention.
“Sounds like he’s actually made it here?” Megan suggested to her.
“All ye of little faith and all that kind of thing?” Emily wondered while wearing a smile on her face.
“So I was wrong about him and he got here in the end.” Megan conceded before they made their way out towards Joseph’s car and got inside the vehicle.
“Joseph I think that you already know Megan my flatmate.” Emily reminded him that they had met a few times before.
“Hi Megan! So where are we dropping you off this evening?” Joseph responded after all he hadn’t been expecting her to be coming along with them this evening.
“At the fireworks display at the town hall. That’s my desired destination this evening thank you driver.” Megan explained to him causing some raised eyebrows.
“That’s a strange co-incidence, because that’s exactly where we’re going ourselves.” Joseph informed her.
“That’s the main reason why I suggested she come along with us. Arnie had his license suspended last week and he will be meeting her there this evening.” Emily explained to him why she wasn’t going along to the display with her own boyfriend.               
“In that case let’s get going then. It’s going to be one heck of a night with any luck.” Joseph was hopeful of the display living up to the expectations he had for it in his mind.
“Are we going to be getting a move on or what?” Megan suggested to him.
“Of course I don’t plan to sit here all evening.” Joseph reasoned with her before he drove away from outside the flat on towards the local town hall.
“I’ve read they have brought in some special foreign fireworks for us to watch this evening. It’s been in all of the local newspapers recently.” Megan informed them after having been intrigued about them and what kind of noise and pattern they would make once they hit the sky.
“They’ve brought in some special foreign fireworks?” Joseph found himself repeating back to her with a fair amount of surprise in his voice since it sounded a bit adventurous for the local fireworks display.
“Yeah you know ones’ that really go bang and thunder around the skies before disappearing into thin air kind of like they were never there in the first place.” Megan explained to them with a smile on her face showing how much she was looking forward to seeing them detonate.
“What are the fireworks called? Did they have a name?” Joseph wondered if Megan had seen them called anything.
“I think the name they used for them was the rocket plus.” Megan had seen this printed in the newspaper she read and a light went off in Joseph’s mind as he had come across these somewhere before.  
“I’ve heard all about them these special fireworks. Last time they were brought in something went wrong with them didn’t they?” Joseph suggested to them after recalling an incident that had backfired after they had tried to send them up into the sky.
“Something as in what for instance? People weren’t hurt or anything were they?” Emily asked him while feeling concerned to hear him talking about this.
“It’s nothing like that Emily, because nobody got hurt. They just failed to go off and people were left feeling somewhat disappointed and that was the last time those kinds of expensive fireworks were used in public at the town hall.” Joseph explained to them.
“Well let’s hope for all of our sakes. These one’s go off with one almighty big bang.” Megan responded with the look of excitement in her eyes at the prospect.
“I think that all depends on the weather of course?” Joseph reminded them that they couldn’t accurately predict the weather for the evening.
“I heard that it was supposed to be changeable whatever that’s supposed to mean?” Emily suggested to them after having seen a local weather bulletin from a few hours ago.
“I heard that as well, but I haven’t seen any rain in the air so far this evening. So let’s just hope it stays that way.” Joseph was hopeful of clear night weather wise at least.
“Why were you late in picking Emily up anyway?” Megan decided to question what made him late and caused them to wait in for him to arrive.
“My neighbour decided I looked like I’d been drinking something I shouldn’t have been. So he made me walk in a straight line in order for me to prove him wrong about that.” Joseph explained what had happened to them still feeling disappointed in Eddie for having done this on a day when he was already feeling a little nervous.
“What’s your neighbour do for a living then?” Megan asked him intrigued.
“He’s a police officer so when he said that I had to do it I felt like I had no other choice in the matter.” Joseph reasoned with them.
“Did you go ahead and pass his test of his?” Emily wondered while thinking that it would’ve been funny to see it.
“Yes I did pass his test! Passed it with flying colours as well.” Joseph confirmed for them both.
“At least that’s something! The last thing I wanted to do this evening was get into a car with someone who had been driving under the influence of something they shouldn’t have been.” Megan reasoned with them before laughing at the very idea of it happening.
“Hasn’t Arnie just been banned for the same kind of things though?” Emily moved to remind her and in the process stopped her from laughing about it.
“No he was banned for going way too fast although it still amounts to the same thing really doesn’t it? He has no license and with it he now has no car to drive.” Megan suddenly got what she was pointing out to her when she was laughing at Joseph walking a straight line for his neighbour.
“We’re aren’t too far away from the town hall now. Lots of people around here so there must be a quite a crowd expected for the display itself.” Joseph believed after checking out the scene that greeted them this evening.
“Not a lot else to do in this town tonight by the looks of things then.” Megan exclaimed with a flat observation about the town and its people.         
“So did Arnie say anything about where he was going to be meeting up with you?” Emily suggested to her while hoping to find out, because the last thing they needed to do was have to walk around lost trying to find him.
“No! He just said to me that he was going to meeting me up at the town hall for the fireworks display.” Megan reminded her that he had been a man of few words on this occasion.
“No what I meant was whereabouts exactly? I mean there’s bound to be a lot of people there and it will be difficult to find him unless you know where you are going to be meeting up with him.” Emily explained to her.
“That’s the main reason why I have a mobile phone on me at the moment!” Megan reminded her before Emily realised that she was panicking for no real reason here.
“At least we will find out where he is once we get there.” Emily was pleased that they would be able to get through to him on arrival at the town hall.
“Looks like we will get to see the display after all.” Joseph believed that this was a good thing since he was still looking forward to it himself.

At the town hall Arnie was walking around and getting ready to meet up with his girlfriend Megan, but as he was unsighted he passed an elderly looking gentlemen posing around with a couple of figures in the dark.
“Hey watch out!” The elderly man called out to stop him from walking into him.
“Whoa you really scared me there for a few moments.” Arnie informed the man with the hat on his head who was stood in front of him.
“Was it me who really scared you? Or was it my two friends here that actually did the trick?” The man suggested to him while diverting attention away from him-self and onto the figures standing either side of him.
“I suppose it was a little bit of both to be honest with you.” Arnie explained to him in honest fashion after giving them a more detailed look and finding them more than a little creepy looking.
“That’s just what I wanted to hear.” The man informed him before breaking out into heavy sounding laughter.
“Can I ask you why you are standing around with a couple of dummies anyway?” Arnie wondered what the purpose was to this.
“These aren’t dummies! These are guys. You know when you were a kid you would say penny for the guy after making up one of these things and hanging around looking for a penny or maybe more to drop into a hat?” The man suggested to him and Arnie stood there contemplating the idea.
“I suppose I would’ve probably done that at some point when I was younger of course.” Arnie realised, that he had done this a few times as a kid although his guys never looked anything like as good as these ones’ did that the old man had knocked up for the display.
“Well I’ve decided not to sacrifice my two dummies, so I’ve now got to go and take these things back to the car.” The old man responded before taking a heavy sounding sigh, as he readied himself for the task ahead of him.
“Do you want me to give you a bit of a hand with them since they look kind of heavy?” Arnie suggested to him while trying to be helpful to him.
“No I’ll be perfectly fine, but listen do you want to take one of my guys with you for this evening?” The old man suggested to him while thinking it would be a nice gesture to make.
“I was wondering why you had two dummies with you in the first place, because they looked quite a handful!” Arnie responded after feeling that it must’ve been quite a task for him to cart these two around the town hall all night.
“The more of these guys you have the better in my opinion. One penny for one guy and two pennies for two guys.” The man explained his money making plan to him and Arnie understood what he was getting at.
“I can see what you are getting at now.” Arnie realised it was actually a good money making scheme, but it didn’t look like it would be paying off for the old man not this evening anyway.
“I need to take them back to the car now, because I haven’t been getting too many tips from passers by since I’ve been stood here for the last hour or so. They all seem to be too caught up in the fireworks that will displayed later on to notice me and my dummies as you called them.” The old man explained to him before he shook his head.
“Hey listen if the offers still open I don’t mind taking one off you…unless you want some money for it, because I haven’t got a great deal of money on me and the money I’ve got is to make sure my girlfriend Megan has a good time this evening. I kind of owe her that much for sticking by me.” Arnie informed him while thinking about his license being taken away and with it losing his favourite possession known as his car.
“Why not? Take it! This guy of mine! He’s all yours.” The man responded before handing the dummy standing to his right over to Arnie to hold onto and look after for as long as he liked.
“Gee thanks a bunch. Megan is going to really love this! Has he got a special name or anything?” Arnie suggested to him while feeling impressed with the dummy he had just been given.
“His name is Guy Fawkes! He’s the reason why we celebrate fireworks night every year on the fifth of November.” The old man responded with a wry look on his face.
“What’s your name anyway?” Arnie wondered after having failed to catch it so far.
“Why’s it so important you know my name?” The old man suggested to him in defensive fashion since he didn’t know Arnie and as such didn’t particularly trust him.
“It’s not that important I suppose, but thanks for the dummy or should I say thanks for Guy Fawkes.” Arnie responded with a smile on his face pleased at the dummy he had just been given.
“It was my pleasure, but just make sure you look after him and nothing comes of his being with you.” The man informed him before turning to walk away with the other dummy tucked under his arm.
“What could come of his being with me then?” Arnie wondered what the old man meant by this idea, but the old man didn’t answer and just continued walking away without turning back to answer his question for him. Arnie didn’t let that get to him and simply smiled before he checked the time on his watch and picked up the dummy of Guy Fawkes and made his way over towards the main entrance of the town hall in order to meet up with Megan for their date of fireworks on this special night of November fifth.

The Liverpool Encounter - Chapter 1 of my kindle UFO book

Chapter One



June 1977

Frederick Tate was sat behind his desk in Manchester, England when his secretary Jennifer Lennon walked into his office looking somewhat put out about something. Frederick realised that she’d obviously had some bad news and decided to make her a mug of coffee to drink in order to try and cheer her up. Jennifer wiped her eyes with a hankie chief just as Frederick made his way back over towards her carrying the mug of coffee he’d just made for her to drink.
“If you want to share the news with me then I’m more than willing to listen to you, but if on the other hand you aren’t interested in telling me what has happened to you then I will perfectly understand.” Frederick informed her before she took the mug of coffee off of his hands and then quickly took a couple of gulps of it.
“I’ve just had some bad news. It seems my planned trip to Sydney, Australia has been cancelled for the time being. The airlines were apparently overbooked and I haven’t made it this time around.” Jennifer explained the problem to him and Frederick chuckled at this news since he had been expecting something a little bit more drastic to come out of her mouth than just a missed holiday opportunity.
“I’m sorry for laughing like this, but when you come to think about it a postponed holiday isn’t the worst thing in the world. There are so many worse things that could happen to people really.” Frederick reminded her that she still had her health for instance amongst many other things going for her.
“That’s what you think Frederick. I was really looking forward to going to the other side of the world and seeing things I’d only ever dreamt about seeing before.” Jennifer obviously didn’t share his viewpoint here and before either one of them could say another word the brown coloured telephone on the desk started ringing. Jennifer quickly moved to answer it since as the secretary it was kind of her job to do.
“Good morning Frederick Tate’s Investigations, how can we help you?” Jennifer started off while waiting for a response from her caller.
“Hello? My name’s Ken Wigginson. I’m calling from Liverpool, England in connection with a strange incident that occurred here last night.” Ken explained his problem to her.
“What happened last night then?” Jennifer looked to take down the details of the incident to which he had been referring.
“I was out and about with some friends following the Liverpool football match at Anfield when a fast moving object suddenly sped above our heads and appeared to crash someway up in the distance ahead of us.” Ken explained to her and Jennifer decided that the prudent move to make here was to hand the telephone straight over to Frederick Tate to take the rest of the message down since it seemed most important. Jennifer wandered over to another part of the office before pulling a magazine out of a desk drawer and reading it to her-self while Frederick continued taking the message from the very worried sounding Ken Wigginson.

Shortly afterwards Frederick made his way over towards Jennifer who placed the magazine down she had been involved with reading before looking up at him to see what was going on.
“How can I help you then?” Jennifer wondered what he had in mind, because from the look on his face he seemed to have something in mind to say to her.
“I know you were looking forward to going to Sydney before your flight was apparently cancelled. How do you fancy going on a trip to Liverpool instead?” Frederick wondered if this might go someway towards making up for her dream trip to Australia, but from the look on her face this was unlikely to be the case.
“How can a trip to Australia be replaced by an investigation to Liverpool?” Jennifer suggested to him and although momentarily flustered about her response Frederick managed to pull him-self, back together and recompose him-self.
“I know that it’s not a particularly ideal situation, but something is happening in Liverpool at the moment and the locals are feeling scared and concerned about what they could well be encountering there.” Frederick reasoned with her that they had to help out in any-way they could.
“Fine in that case? I have little other choice in the matter by the looks of things?” Jennifer soon worked out before Frederick started organising their hotel via the telephone he was now once again using. Jennifer placed her magazine down before putting it into her handbag. Frederick appeared besides her wearing a look of professionalism that he always pulled out for such investigations.
“I’ll have to go home and pack some things for the trip.” Jennifer reminded him that she barely had enough clothes hanging around to last a few days or more,
“I’ll drop you off in my Volkswagen Beetle and then we’ll make our way to Manchester Piccadilly Railway Station in preparation for our adventure to Liverpool in order to work out what the people of Liverpool had really seen last night.” Frederick explained to her.
“I can’t wait for this.” Jennifer wasn’t being entirely serious with him when she said the words and this wasn’t lost on Frederick. They left the office and headed for his Volkswagen Beetle car that was parked right outside the office.

Zodiac Isaac a six-foot-eight inch man in black was driving along in Southern England when he received a telepathic message that something was occurring up in Western England.
“Is there something up with you Zodiac?” The man driving the car asked him if something he’d seen had disturbed him.
“We have some trouble to deal with in Liverpool.” Zodiac explained the situation to them with a very serious look on his face.
“When you say trouble to deal with? Are we talking about football hooligans by any chance?” The man seated in the back of the car suggested to him while knowing full well that Liverpool was well - known for its football team.
“I wouldn’t say that was really our problem it’s more the problem of the football authorities. The trouble I’m referring to here is in actual fact Alien related.” Zodiac Isaac explained to them.
“So it would be UFO’s again?” The man driving the car quickly worked out what they would be coming up against once they arrived in Liverpool.
“The skies of England are always being filled up with visitors from outer space, but for the most part the British Government has people believing that these are all false alarms and no actual UFO’s or Aliens exist. I think we’ve been working with each other long enough to know by now that isn’t actually the case.” Zodiac reasoned with them.
“So that’s going to be our next port of call then?” The man seated in the back of the car suggested to him.
“Now we know that there is something there in Liverpool, we have no other choice in the matter than to go there. There are people out there who need our help and what kind of people would that make us if we didn’t come to their aid?” Zodiac placed the question out there for them to answer.
“I wasn’t aware that we were human?” The man driving the car wondered what he made of this idea, but Zodiac just started laughing at the remark while the car sped along the motorway in Southern England in preparation for the journey up to Liverpool to see what was really going on up there.

At Manchester Piccadilly Railway Station Frederick Tate and Jennifer Lennon looked to get a train from the platform they were stood on.
“Do you think that we might actually encounter something from another world when we get there?” Jennifer looked to get Frederick’s opinion here since it was something she wasn’t able to shake out of her mind.
“I really couldn’t tell you that at the moment, but after having spoken with Ken Wigginson I am starting to believe we could well encounter something very worrying, but that’s our job.” Frederick Tate explained to her, as a woman walked up to them looking for something.
“Excuse me I don’t suppose you could give me directions to Liverpool?” She wondered if this was possible.
“Well as a matter of fact we are heading that way ourselves. Why don’t you join us when the train gets here of course?” Frederick Tate suggested to her, but she wasn’t travelling alone and quickly called over her travelling companion.
“Kristy? We are on the right road to Liverpool. These people have invited us to travel along with them.” Rachel explained to her.
“Excellent! When is the train due to arrive at this platform then?” Kristy wondered if they have a time scale here.
“What are you going up to Liverpool yourselves for?” Rachel suggested to Jennifer and Frederick and they looked at each before responding to the question since what they had in mind was a little unusual.
“We are going to be conducting a scientific experiment when we get there.” Frederick looked to keep them off of their trail since he didn’t enjoy the mocking that came with telling people he was a UFO investigator and they looked fairly with it to him and could see that they probably would find the idea amusing.
“You will be conducting a scientific experiment? That sounds challenging and exciting at the same time.” Rachel was interested in what they were up to and was pleased to hear it was something that was right up her street.
“Rachel has been to university studying science, so anything like this seems to interest her.” Kristy explained why her friend liked the sound of their scientific experiment idea.
“So what do you do on these scientific experiments of yours then?” Rachel asked Jennifer about her involvement.
“I’m his secretary and personal assistant. I help out wherever I can and whenever I’m needed.” Jennifer informed them that her role was purely administrative in this experiment.

The train arrived at the platform whereupon they all quickly boarded it and settled inside one of the carriages for the journey from Manchester’s Piccadilly Station to Liverpool’s Lime Street Station.
“We are off to Liverpool for a concert ourselves.” Kristy explained where they were going to them.
“So who is playing in concert then?” Frederick wondered if they would spill this information his way since he did enjoy the odd concert himself whenever the mood took him.
“We are going to see Queen ‘Day At The Races’ they are playing live tomorrow June 2nd 1977 at the Empire Theatre.” Rachel explained to them while wearing an enthusiastic smile on her face.
“The band Queen you mean?” Frederick looked to make a distinction between the group and the monarch.
“That’s right the band Queen.” Rachel confirmed as much for him.
“What else would she be talking about here? I mean you would hardly get the Queen of England on the Empire Theatre playing to packed out crowds at a concert would you?” Jennifer suggested to him and Frederick realised that she was making a very good point.
“So about this experiment of yours?” Kristy harped back onto this and hoped that Frederick might just spill some more information their way just like they had with the Queen concert they planned to attend tomorrow in Liverpool.
“You might as well tell them what we are up to?” Jennifer suggested to him while feeling that if they could get this out of the way then the rest of the journey would be an absolute breeze and Frederick recognised the point she was making.
“My name’s Frederick Tate. I’m a UFO investigator by trade and I have my own office set up in Manchester.” Frederick explained to them although they didn’t seem too disturbed by the idea certainly not reacting in the way that he’d been expecting them to.
“Wow! I don’t really know what to say about that? I’m not sure if I should laugh at the way you said that, which by the way made you sound like you had just come from alcoholics anonymous. A UFO investigator is an Alien finder?” Rachel suggested to him while wondering if that ultimately was what he was looking for.
“I suppose you could certainly call me that, but I prefer trying to find rational reasons for things people are seeing rather than them coming from somewhere outer space.” Frederick explained to them, as the train now rolled away from Manchester’s Piccadilly Station.
“Frederick Tate? Wait a minute! My word you are that guy who wrote the book about ‘The Newcastle Sighting’. I’ve got to admit that was quite a work of fiction and put hairs on the back of my neck when I read about what apparently happened up there.” Kristy explained to him and this caught him a little off guard.
“You actually read my book?” Frederick was somewhat surprised even though it had sold well he hadn’t been expecting people from this young age group to have read his book.
“I’m sorry, but whatever you heard about this book he wrote is completely wrong.” Jennifer informed them.
“In what way is it wrong then?” Rachel asks her confused.
“I was there when this event actually happened and whatever else was going on in Newcastle? This was no work of fiction the book that Frederick wrote was based on pure fact and nothing else.” Jennifer explained to them and a stunned silence greeted her words.
“So what you’re saying in essence is there were real beings from other worlds involved in the story?” Kristy was the first to break the silence and ask the question.
“That’s exactly what we were getting at.” Frederick explained to them and the two young women contemplated the idea for a few moments before looking to change the subject.
“Anyway enough of this spooky kind of talk! What kind of things are you into musically speaking of course?” Rachel looked to change the subject on them since what they were saying worried her in a way she hadn’t been expecting and made her come over all cold as a result.
“I really like ABBA myself. That’s the sort of music I like whenever I go out to clubs and things.” Jennifer explained her viewpoint to them.
“Really? I kind of had you down as a disco diva myself.” Rachel had prejudged her and been totally wrong by the sounds of things.
“So what about you then Frederick?” Kristy hadn’t heard about his music interest yet.
“I really don’t think my sort of music would impress anyone. Although since we are talking about music then I still have a thing for the music by the Beatles and the Rolling Stones.” Frederick explained to them while wearing a smart reflective smile on his face.
“So you really like the music from the past then?” Rachel clearly had her ideas about where the Beatles and the Rolling Stones fitted into her modern day nineteen seventy-seven and that was clearly in the past.
“They were both big in the sixties and I was a club going younger person myself at the time. For me the music well it might age, but it will never fade away. Do you have a favourite Queen song then?” Frederick wondered if they did have one they were really looking forward to hearing about.
“For me it’s got to be Bohemian Rhapsody!” Kristy instantly responded to the question and it was a Christmas number one song for the group in December of 1975.
“What about you Rachel?” Jennifer looked to find out if she had a different choice to her friend.
“For me it’s Killer Queen, that hit number two in the charts back in October 1974 and it was only kept off the top by Sweet Sensation’s Sad Sweet Dreamer.” Rachel reasoned with them while Kristy looked to find out what their favourite songs were.
“You’ve heard ours so let’s hear yours?” Kristy wanted some answers from them and Jennifer had one instantly to share with them.
“My favourite song is called Dancing Queen, which is of course by Abba. I had a brilliant summer dancing to that last year and I couldn’t get the song out of my mind.” Jennifer advised them while Frederick was contemplating his answer since he didn’t really have a favourite song in particular, but he needed to tell them something or they would think he was strange.
“My favourite song is called We Can Work It Out by the Beatles.” Frederick informed them and a look of amusement crossed Rachel’s face.
“What’s so funny?” Jennifer asked her in confused fashion.
“Well you are going up to Liverpool for a scientific experiment and Frederick’s favourite song is called We Can Work It Out.” Rachel advised her and this helped lighten the mood in the carriage as they continued to make their way towards Liverpool.                               

Monday, 17 September 2012

The Diamond Trail of Stockholm - chapter 1 of my kindle & paperback book

Chapter One



The Retelling


Bjorn Gunnarson was on his way home from work on the train that ran along the Stockholm mainline when the lights flickered on and off causing some passengers to gasp, but the power was soon restored and everyone settled back down again. Bjorn himself was suffering from a slight cold that caused him to arm himself with plenty of tissues. The train slowed as it approached the station and many passengers got to their feet in order to leave the carriage although Bjorn wasn’t getting off yet. The train then once again closed its doors and started moving away towards the next stop along the line and Bjorn got back to viewing a book he’d been doing his best to concentrate on. A striking woman with long blonde hair suddenly sat down opposite him and the lady smiled at him causing Bjorn to respond in kind, but once he’d done so the lights once again started to flicker on and off before stabilising.
“What’s going on with the lights?” She wondered if he’d any idea.
“Search me? It’s been happening a lot since I boarded the train not that I’m in any – way responsible for it.” Bjorn looked to distance himself from this idea.
“I never thought you were. I’m Christina by the way.” She readily introduced herself to him and Bjorn realised that it would be practical to do the same since they were involved in a conversation.
“I’m Bjorn and I’m just on my way home from work.” He told her causing her to giggle slightly and Bjorn lost complete interest in his book.
“I’ve noticed you’re reading a book about Easter?” She found this a strange thing to do given the celebrating that was often done about this time.
“Sometimes it takes me a little longer to get into things. This is taking me back to when I was a child and my mother would often read to me at bedtime although not about the kind of scary violence that this book is about.” Bjorn’s choice of reading material was being questioned, but Christina had something else in mind.
“Did you happen to hear about the Black Easter Egg of Stockholm?” She wondered if this was something that had interested him, but Bjorn didn’t like the sound of it one little bit.
“What’s that?”  Bjorn took the ignorant path here feeling that it would be for the best.
“It was something that happened many years ago, some would say back in the nineteen seventies? Anyway a young man was given an Easter Egg by his stepmother, but it was all wrapped up in shiny golden paper. When the boy unravelled the Easter Egg it wasn’t chocolate it was something else.” Christina started to explain to him and Bjorn shifted uncomfortably about in his seat.
“Something else?” He found himself repeating back to her.
“That’s right. The Easter Egg had such a disgusting smell that the boy instantly dropped it onto the floor, but rather than break it instead rolled around the room. Then it stopped and something broke out of it something that was so terrifying that legend has it that if you repeated its chosen name it would be back for you too.” Christina’s attempts to get to Bjorn were obviously working and he laughed nervously as a result.
“This is a joke?” Bjorn suggested to her in hopeful fashion, but Christina’s expression failed to change and whatever else it might’ve been it was no joke.
“I’m afraid that it’s no joke. This was real and happened not that far from here actually.” Christina realised after she’d looked at the route the train was taking.
“Are you saying that this thing whatever it was killed this boy?” Bjorn sought some clarification on the subject.
“Plus another twenty people too! You see it never stayed in one place, but the thing that emerged was able to move about freely.” She explained to him although this sounded like a Hans Christian Anderson fairytale to Bjorn since it was going a little too far for his liking.
“What’s this a game?” Bjorn looked relieved about it, but she soon shook her head.
“It wasn’t a game it was a demon that emerged from the Easter Egg. That thing was the most dangerous being to ever hit the Easter celebration.” Christina thought that he should be taking things a little more seriously than this.
“A demon? Are you sure about that?” He staggered back whilst feeling that she shouldn’t go around trying to scare people like this.
“I’m not lying here Bjorn. This was real and some people think that it could well happen again. Do you want to be around when it does?” Christina suggested to him, but this wasn’t something that interested him and he looked away and out of the window.
“Have you got nothing to say?” Christina was surprised that he didn’t seem to be too interested in her story.
“I’m only counting the minutes until my stop arrives.” Bjorn wouldn’t be drawn on what she was talking about and felt somewhat letdown about it.
“If it happens to you at least you can’t say nobody tried to warn you about it?” She reminded him, but Bjorn felt that something like this was unlikely to happen to anyone let alone a grown man such as he.
“I will take your words on board, but that’s all they are for me is words.” Bjorn showed that she wasn’t bothering him just as the train arrived at his station. He moved to get off only to find that Christina was suddenly stood besides him.
“Looks like we come from the same place?” She suggested to him, but from the look on his face he wasn’t sure that was the case.
“Perhaps, but then again we view things from an altered perspective.” Bjorn wasn’t interested in folklore, urban legends or fairytales, which was in direct contrast to her.
“Take care of yourself Bjorn.” Christina called out as he got off the train and hastily travelled away from her. He placed his left hand in the air to acknowledge her call before he carried on his way while she left on the other side of the platform.

Bjorn made his way to a bus stop that was located just outside the station although his mind was now racing away with him.
“Someone on your mind? I know that look anywhere?” A man with wavy brown hair thought he knew what was bothering him.
“Trust me it’s not that.” Bjorn wouldn’t have minded if that’d turned out to be the case, but it simply wasn’t true.
“I know we don’t know each other, but you can confide in me if you want?” The man suggested to him although Bjorn was never one to confide his feelings to anyone, so he wasn’t willing to be drawn on this. His female friend walked up to him and looked to see whom he’d been talking to since she’d never met him before. 
“So who’s this then Martin?” She wondered if he could introduce them to one another.
“I don’t know his name?” Martin realised that during his spur of the moment conversation he’d not even got this from Bjorn.
“I’m Britt what’s your name?” Britt took the opportunity to quiz him and despite his thoughts on this he decided that maybe it would be the decent thing to do.
“I’m Bjorn and I’m stood here at the bus stop with you.” Bjorn told them, but Martin thought that there was more to the story than that.
“I’m Britt Salaramson and this is Martin Matveus.” Britt provided their names to him during the exchange, but Bjorn just had his eyes on the road for any signs of his bus.
“What’s on your mind?” Martin felt that given the circumstances maybe he should divulge his issue to them, but once again he was reluctant since who’d believe what Christina told him.
“Come on you might as well tell us?” Britt suggested to him and against his better judgement he shared the information with them.
“Have you ever heard of the Black Easter Egg of Stockholm?” Bjorn was certain that they would respond in the negative, but that wasn’t the case.
“That was horrendous and even today looking back it’s hard to believe that happened.” Britt shook her head in dismay while Martin looked nervously up at the blue tinted sky above their heads.
“Don’t tell me you believe in it?” Bjorn was simply amazed that they’d been taken in by this idea.
“It actually happened so yes we believe in it.” Martin confirmed that he hadn’t been hearing things although he was disappointed that he hadn’t misheard.
“You honestly think that seven foot demon arose from a small black chocolate egg and then killed everyone in sight? Don’t you think that’s reaching a little bit?” Bjorn was convinced that if they thought about it hard enough they’d come up with the right answer.
“No, we don’t.” Britt showed him that his confidence had backfired and they weren’t any - more open to his rationality than they were previously. Bjorn looked up and thanked his lucky stars that at least the bus was coming down the road towards him, he placed his arm out and the bus stopped right in front of him. Unfortunately for him Martin and Britt were also getting on the same bus and followed him upstairs.    
“You know that Easter is in just a few days time? Have you got all of your Easter eggs yet?” Britt questioned him not that he thought that this was any of their business, as they sat down behind him.
“I’ve got all the eggs I needed to buy thanks.” Bjorn told them while feeling that their attempts to put him on edge weren’t working.
“Is there anyone that you’ve upset recently?” Martin suggested to him although he couldn’t see what this had to do with anything.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Bjorn looked for some form of explanation to come back his way.
“I was just saying that if you upset someone they’re the ones’ most likely to get you a black Easter egg.” Martin informed him and Bjorn shifted about in his seat.
“So what you’re saying is unless I’ve been a good person someone will get me a black Easter egg that contains a demon and said demon will eat me?” Bjorn worked out what they’d been trying to tell him.
“That’s pretty much the long and the short of it.” Britt confirmed for him not that he was paying much mind to this.
“The only thing that would make this worse is if that lady I was speaking to on the train turned up?” Bjorn was pleased that he’d only two people to deal with instead of three, but then Christina walked over towards them.
“You are here?” Bjorn wasn’t exactly overjoyed to see her there and this was clearly evident from his expression.
“That’s right. We know each other.” Christina confirmed that she wasn’t a stranger to either Britt or Martin.
“I might’ve known you’ve stitched me up here? Why can’t you all leave me alone?” Bjorn looked for them to go away or at least talk about something that sounded less sinister.
“It’s only been about ten years Bjorn yet you still haven’t worked out that we went to school together?” Martin found this more worrying than anything else although his point raised Bjorn’s eyebrows.
“I can’t believe it? We did go to school together? How did I not realised it before now?” He was shocked that he’d failed to recognise them although they had a good reason for this.
“Probably because you didn’t really talk to us or anyone else much whilst you were at school.” Britt reasoned with him and he nodded his head.
“This Easter Demon you’re talking about is just a joke isn’t it?” Bjorn was hoping to clear this one right up.
“No, this is real. I think that when we get off this bus we’d better go somewhere that sells the eggs just to make sure nothing like this happens.” Christina’s idea wasn’t one that Bjorn shared or had any intention of following through.
“A little bizarre isn’t it? I mean to crash a supermarket and demand to inspect Easter Eggs just in case one of them contains a demon?” Bjorn put it into perspective for them.
“You’re acting like you don’t believe in folklore?” Christina accused him of being a non-believer.
“Maybe that’s because I don’t believe in it. If it was something about a lost treasure maybe I would? Who wants to go hunting for a demon?” Bjorn found the idea somewhat disconcerting and they recognised what he was getting at.
“You think that we’ve got this all wrong then?” Martin suggested to him, but as he said the words another young lady stepped forwards with a new spin on the Easter Demon tale.
“My name’s Hannah Martinson.” She told them although Bjorn already had a question for her.
“Did we used to go to school together too?” He wondered what she made of the idea, but she shook her head.
“I’m afraid not. The fairytale of the demon Easter Egg has been taken out of context spread by unscrupulous types only out to erase the real Demon.” Hannah explained to them although none of them had heard the story before.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Britt was clearly out of kilter with what she was talking about.
“The Easter Demon wasn’t a person, being or monster.” Hannah felt they needed to hear this and Bjorn smirked with a knowing look on his face since he’d suspected this all along.
“See what did I tell you?” He reminded them that he never took this for fact in the first place.
“So what was it if not a being, person or monster?” Martin wondered what she knew that they’d no idea about.
“It’s a special diamond that was once presented to the King of Sweden about two hundred years ago. It was lost whilst he was out and about in Stockholm and it only came to light after he’d arrived home.” Hannah knew a lot about this since she’d studied it at school, but those she was talking with weren’t convinced about the explanation.
“If this is a diamond then why was it called a demon?” Christina thought that she had her here.
“It was called a demon by the King who thought that the way it had disappeared was so bizarre. Inanimate objects shouldn’t move about by themselves, but he was absolutely certain this one had a mind of its own.” Hannah reasoned with them and they took this in.
“Where was it last seen?” Bjorn was suitably intrigued to ask her.
“Some say down by the river, but others thought it was in another location entirely that’s the main reason why it’s never been found.” Hannah told them in no uncertain terms. Bjorn got to his feet after noticing his stop coming up and now he had the perfect excuse not to go into a supermarket and look for something that had never been real just another urban legend that had escaped from someone’s mind.
“Where are you going?” Christina thought that he needed to hold his horses here.
“Are you kidding me? I’m going home.” Bjorn wasn’t about to let them bother him for another minute. The bus slowed at the stop and he rushed down the stairs in order to get away from them.

The bus continued on its way with Christina, Britt, Hannah and Martin still engaged in conversation.
“The idea that it’s a demon is still bothering me?” Martin felt that after all they’d heard about this for it not to be true was tough to take.
“The legend was born from the pen of a writer named Thomas Gunnarson back in the early part of the twentieth century. His work of fiction created a legend whilst the real legend was quickly forgotten about.” Hannah informed them, but the surname was creating quite a stir for them.
“Gunnarson as in Bjorn Gunnarson?” Christina looked at her while wearing a puzzled look on her face.
“That’s right Thomas Gunnarson was Bjorn’s great-grandfather. He’s the reason why I’m here today too.” Hannah dropped some more news their way.
“How so?” Martin was finding this all kind of hard to take in let alone take seriously.
“Most people believe that Thomas Gunnarson knew what happened to the Easter Demon or should we say diamond, but he never let on about it one way or the other. I’ve been trying to talk to Bjorn for some time now, but he’s always proved an elusive person to track down.” Hannah was sure she wasn’t telling them anything they didn’t already know.
“Bjorn has a habit of being like that.” Christina informed her while their stop was coming up.
“This is our stop coming up. You’re welcome to come along with us?” Britt suggested to her and Hannah was interested enough to do that.
“Where are we off to though?” She required some more information before she confirmed that she would attend.
“Just to the supermarket since Easter’s only a few days away and we need to buy some Easter Eggs for our relatives.” Christina informed her, as the driver stopped at the bus stop and they all got off the bus with Hannah for company. They made their way towards the supermarket under the glare of a beautiful looking sunset that made them stand out like silhouettes.
“So other than the fact that Bjorn’s great-grandfather had something to do with changing the legend of the Easter Demon diamond? What else do we need to know about this?” Britt questioned Hannah since she seemed to be very clued up here.
“Many people believe that Thomas Gunnarson might’ve known where the missing diamond was located? Unfortunately after the story was changed nobody ever saw the Easter Demon again.” Hannah said to them with a knowing look on her face.
“Does Bjorn even know anything about this?” Britt wondered if she felt that he knew why they were looking for this.
“I should suspect the answer to that would be no, because he’s too young to even have known his great-grandfather.” Hannah pointed out to them, as they entered the supermarket and grabbed a trolley for the eggs.
“Also he thought that this was some kind of fairytale didn’t he?” Christina reminded them that he wasn’t clued up on this.
“That’s true. He wasn’t open to what we had to say, so by the time you came along he’d really had enough.” Martin realised that Bjorn’s mood wasn’t that surprising although they were still left with questions that needed to be asked and answered.
“I feel that we still need to find out if he knows?” Hannah couldn’t see any other way round the issue not that she got any arguments out of them.