John had asked the night manager for the best room they had available but as he opened the door the room presented itself no different to Jason and Jasper’s. Given the small glimpse he had of it, the only addition was an air conditioner remote. “Perhaps this is the best room for the simple reason they haven’t had to remove a body from it,..I hope.” He thought to himself.
Staring at the clothes, as the steam began to rise in the bathroom and swirl around him, he wondered about the child that was in that coffin, looking to his left where he dusted the clothes off in the shower/bath he could see the particles forming fine swirling lines as they circled the drain. As dark as this thought may seem to some John smiled and thought “I guess there are still journeys you can take after death”. Then his smile quickly left his face as he spun around and put his hands down on either side of the sink, he looked at the dry sink hole which immediately reminded him of what was happening behind him. He closed his eyes and focused on his breathing realising it was shallow and fast, his heartrate was also fast. Raising his head and wiping the condensation from the mirror he looked into his own eyes, his pupils were dilated as he feared. John stood upright and in a surprised tone he announced, “I’m going into shock!”
John turned back to the shower and using his hands washed the last of the remains down the drain without a thought and then promptly put the plug into the lower bath-half of the shower sitting in Seiza* directly under the hot shower jet to raise his skin temperature. Forcing all thought and attention inward John focused on his lungs pulling deep breaths in through his nose, feeling his lungs expand and swapping cell feeding oxygen for the carbon dioxide by-product. Exhaling through the mouth John continued until he felt his lungs were as flat and devoid of gas as possible, he counted to ten and began again. Hearing the splash of water as it spilled over the bath edge he calmly removed the plug. Given the shower was not very strong it had clearly been some time, he stood up holding on to the shower head but he didn’t feel dizzy. John accepted this as a very good sign that the episode had passed for now, proceeded to quickly wash himself and get dried with the thick towel that was by the sink.
Putting the towel on the rail he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror, “Yeah, I could probably use a trim” he thought in regard to Jason’s childish comment earlier today. Naked, John opened the door to the bathroom, as the mist fell to the floor he strode out to the small area beside the bed and began to do some stretches. His muscles were still warm from the hot shower as the steam snaked around his feet in the light from the bathroom. Five minutes later he got dressed into his pyjamas then took from his bag a thinning black notepad with a metal spiral spine & pen. He then turned the desk chair around to face him. Placing the items on the seat in front of him John sat down in Seiza again and flipped notepad upside down.
Opening the back cover revealed a thin but solid plate of metal glued to the inside of the cover, he then turned a fresh page to cover the metal. Then he rotated the notebook 180 degrees. It is clearly something he had done a lot as the procedure was smooth and systematic, almost ritualistic. Closing his eyes and slowly breathing again John sat with his hands upright in his lap. He began touching each of his finger tips to his thumbs systematically as he attempted to draw as much detail as he could from his day while processing relevance and potential outcomes regarding information levels and interactions.
This day was unlike most others for John and he was about to write down why, his eyes snapped open and he took up the pen and began to write.
Mind Journal
March 14th 1995
EVENTS
Arthur Donnelley (GARRET) Event
- This morning at 4:12 am Arthur Donnelley rang me.
- He wanted me to meet him at the house he was fixated on (see client session notes; Donnelley, Arthur) tomorrow night. Since he rang in the am of today I am going to assume tomorrow night is what he meant as he was quite a factual man.
- I learned in the morning that he had died. Knowing he was a “Night Opera” Client I figured it was another cover up and was expecting an agency email in the morning but it never came.
- Something is out of place.
- Concerned for Arthur.
- I made my way to Meadowbrook.
- The house seems normal, Nothing out of place. Has an unfavourable history, avoided by the local populace.
- Was about to go to the Meadowbrook Police Department regarding the history of the house when I got a call from Jasper.
Agents Events - 67% chance they are who they say
- Contacted in the early morning by Jason. Aggressively Rude. Thought to be another orange tier psychotic. Hung up.
- Jason calls again during my drive to Meadowbrook. Still tries his best to intimidate.
- Contacted by Jasper – clearly under orders from Jason. Asked not to go to the Police (that’s a great sign).
- Asks for a meet up, I choose the place.
- Jasper gives a soft explanation as to what’s going on. Enough to convince me to see what these guys are about for now.
- Picks out new clothes for “blending in”, Jasper does show all the signs that he is telling the truth so I go along, being very careful.
- Jason arrives showing obvious signs of paranoia (there are eyes and ears everywhere) and insists on going to their base of operations. Ok..
- They ask how I know Arthur and I catch them using the name Garret when referring to him.
- We go to what they call a “Green Box”
- A storage shed with a lot of junk
- Stand out items: Used child’s coffin, 2 shotguns with a lot of ammunition, 14 cans of fuel, a camera and burnt photos of the house on Spooner, and Arthur’s Notebook.
- I want to look closer at the notebook.
- There were two young men, kids really Jamey and Brian.
John had been writing as fast as he could think but at that moment he stopped and put the pen down. Walking to the sink in the bathroom he splashed water on his face, filled a glass with water and drank it quickly. His reflection was clear, the steam was gone from the room. His pupils were normal and his breathing and heartrate were calm.
“What the hell happened tonight” he said softly “Jasper tried to pistol whip that kid. Were they going to kill them? Was there a chance that it could have happened?” John took a step back and sat on the edge of the bath “Logic is only going to carry me so far here. It was fun to play agent and be along for the ride for once instead of having to convince some poor person that what they saw wasn’t real when I know that it was just to facilitate the “official story”. The best successes I have had was by letting these agents believe what they saw was real but gave them techniques to live with the knowledge and they are thriving. Like Stephen” John remembered the card that Stephen had sent him at Christmas and how it read “Thanks John. You really saved my life.” “Arthur was one of many of these Night Opera Agents that I was trying to help live out his days as sane as possible. He clearly had PTSD from his experiences, Jason reminds me of him except that Arthur wanted to get past this and he had made a lot of progress which is why the Spooner House came out of nowhere to me.”
John dropped his head into his hands “Perhaps I jumped into this too quickly excited about all the truths that Jason confirmed while he was running off his clandestine rhetoric. If these guys were real then a lot of the other hinted agencies, supernatural, interdimensional beings, electro magnetics and quantum logics, etcetera, must be real in practice. That dinner I had with Carl Sagan, Steven Hawking and Richard Dawkins two years ago would have gone a lot differently if I knew then what Jason inadvertently told me today.” He began to smile at that thought but then he remembered where he was and why. “Jason and Jasper would have thought I was stressing over the information about their agency when I was processing what this confirmation of existence means. Wait. That’s great scientifically but what does this mean for me, for those kids and for whoever else get in their way. It didn’t seem very well planned out or covert what took place at the storage unit so how professional can they be? I better make some quick notes about those two and get some sleep”
John slowly walked back to the chair tired and distressed. “Ok, let’s focus get some facts out” he said to himself as he sat back down, and repeated his process. Taking up the pen he continued.
PEOPLE
Jason
- He is clearly trouble but there is a strong likelihood he is connected to Arthur, either by investigating like myself or he is a part of reason Arthur is officially dead.
- Low EQ
- Jason’s level of Interpersonal Communication Skill is on par with an Old Israeli Waterboarding Towel. He asks you a question the same way a meat tenderizer asks a chicken breast to get thin.
- Questionable Leader
- He was afraid of that coffin, he got as far as he could from it but didn’t have a problem sacrificing the rest of us.
- Team doesn’t matter, any lives matter?, only his purpose!
- This man is deeply troubled possibly from what he has seen and experienced beyond the veil but there is more. Committed to purpose but not a sociopath due to reflection and self-preservation instincts...Loss.
- He must have suffered a great personal loss. The pain from this loss is what drives his purpose and grants him this personal right to do what he feels he needs to regardless of others in this pursuit of justice? Righteousness? not sure yet.
- Jasper is a soldier.
- Average EQ
- He follows orders and stays on task. Easier to believe he is an agent as he shows all the signs of a Hight Tier Operator.
- Carries a different weight to Jason, it doesn’t fuel him. Almost an acceptance of something saddening. I’ve found it in amputees this sense of not being able to do certain things again that they want to dearly. I’ll figure it out.
- Believes he is doing what must be done, yes, definitely feels he is doing good.
- Whether these guys are or not is yet to be fully confirmed.
* A traditional Japanese way of sitting that strengthens core muscles, improves blood circulation and concentration among other benefits
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