59 Reconnaissance

The Little Red Haired Girl

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59 Reconnaissance

On their return to the Pumphouse, the Little Red Haired Girl had curled up with Body and gone straight to sleep. She was exhausted, as was Nana. But Nana was still present in the Pumphouse, tetchy and tired, but trying to explain everything she had seen from the top of the hill. The dense forest of Pine and Eucalyptus, the steep valley sides, the dissappearing path because of the thick fern undergrowth, no signs of human habitation and finally the Pylons which would have left a scaring on the hillside from their installation which may provide a possibility of a path, a guide to follow possibly to a town with people.

They all listened.

Finally Nana put the other choice for them to decide upon. The other flat path in the opposite direction. Should they go that way? Yes it would waste the time spent ‘outside’ already, but it may be a better choice?
Spirit was suspicious “Why would you think the other path may be better? Because its easier for you to traverse?”

“Look Spirit” Nana retorted “I don’t know what your problem is with me and why you are so suspicious. Are we not all here for the common goal? To get help?”

“I do have suspicions I am feeling that you Nana know nothing about. Past events that make me call that way and I do not know yet your true intentions. I reserve the right to feel that way until you prove yourself to me and my inner calling.”

“Well that’s honest, and I respect that. To a certain degree I can understand how you may feel that way, especially in this current situation.”
“How so? Have you not told us everything Nana?”
“Hang on, hang on a minute” Nana took a deep breath. “There are only so many words I can speak at a time. Although Tom might disagree with that.”

“Go on” said Brain “we are listening even though I don’t pretend to understand you guys.”
“Shut up Brain” Soul sighed.

“Ok well for a start where have all these flies come from? Don’t they ever rest in the dark? They are really annoying” Nana stated as she removed a couple that were stuck frantically buzzing trapped in her furry hat.

“I don’t know about the nocturnal habits of of insects and flies” Brain admitted another failing, “but I will admit that there are more of them.”
“Is this relevant?” sighed Soul.

“Continue Nana” called Spirit.

“Well on our way back the child and I were following the white stones we had laid. She was having fun and skipped with delight every time she found one, it was a pleasure to watch her being so happy.”
“Oh how lovely” cried Heart.
“It was, she is so pretty when she is happy and..”
“Enough” interupted Brain “Please get to the point.”

“I tried to encourage her counting, and so we tried to lay the stones every 30 steps. She’s so clever and has such a good memory for one so little.”
It was Brains turn to sigh loudly with impatience.
Nana continued “anyway, now and again she struggled to find one, and it was missing as if someone had taken it?”
Spirit began to glow.

“It was a numeric mistake no doubt” stated Brain.
“Perhaps you forgot a couple” sighed Soul.

“I don’t think so” said Nana “Cause the imprint of its placement was still in the grass. It was very strange. The next one the child couldn’t find much to her dismay, I specifically studied the ground and again, the imprint of its presence was still there but no stone.”

“Had you seen anyone following you Nana?” asked Brain.

“Of course not otherwise I would have asked the child to ask for help from them. There was noone. The strange thing was they had not removed all of the stones so we were still able to find our way back to the Pumphouse, but it felt like someone was playing a game, being ‘tricksy’ to see if we would manage.”

“That’s your imagination” stated Brain “and you were probably overtired.”
“I’m overtired now but am I not talking well and correctly?”

“Grammatically yes” assessed Brain “but the subject matter is a little iffy”
“Open mind Brain, you promised” sighed Soul.
“Ok ok I apologise.”

Nana continued “I think it was odd and felt very strange. Deliberate. It was very annoying just like these flies. So I can understand you being suspicious of me Spirit, I felt suspicious about these missing stones. I feel the same. There is something awry.”

They were quiet for a while except for the sound of flies as they buzzed and bounced of the circular walls.
Spirit finally spoke. “I knew it, I knew it” Spirit called.

“What?” Nana questioned as her eyes focused on a fly that had the audacity to land on her nose.

“I have been recalling the past events as well as the current situation we are in, and I believe there are some dark forces, spirits or humans that have been involved in our life”

“Oh come on now here we go again. Facts, give me facts” Brain was getting impatient.
“Life is not just about facts Brain” sighed Soul “Let Spirit continue.”

“Nana I wish you to talk with the Spiritual court again when you return. Ask them to check this child’s akashic records with the appropriate permission of course, see if there is something we should know, see if there is something good destined for her and what her gifts may become. I believe the dark spirits want to take her energy and light. I believe they may want her abundance and gifts maybe even her life in the physical Body. I believe she has something they are after. It may even be a generational resolution that is required.”

“Not sure I know much about that. I am not privy to advanced knowledge, I am not of high enough rank” Nana freely admitted.

“Neither am I” answered Spirit “but they must see that this is an exceptional circumstance. This child, ‘we’ are being targeted, and none of us can help her. We are bound and trapped in here. They at least must be made aware of it Nana even if they will not disclose the information to you.”

“It is worth taking that path. The path of questions Spirit is suggesting because I cannot see far enough ahead, not much further than these walls” sighed Soul.

“I will try” sighed Nana “but we only have so much time” as she looked at Body and put her soft hands on its forehead ” and I only have so much energy here on earth.”
“You must try Nana” Spirit and Soul urged her.

Brain listened but felt detached from such a nonsensical subject matter and yet there was something familiar about its pattern, not the subject but the pattern. It was fried. Brain was fried. What was it? It tried to think logically. Too much ‘bad luck’ supposedly in the recent physical endeavours and yet a little teaser of something going well to keep them going. Too many strange or unusual responses in conversations within supposedly supportive friends or lover. Too many facts or figures that made no reconciliation or gave answers in the light of other examples or ‘controls’. Just too much full stop. It saw the pattern. Nothing was making sense for facts, for love as Heart would testify, for intuition as Spirit called it, or whichever path they took or adjusted to as Soul would agree. And Body? Body bore the brunt of it all. There were no answers. If Brain only knew the answer then there would be the right question.

It was becoming clear that they had been deliberately left in limbo, trapped in a void to create their own demise. At least that is what whoever had wanted them to feel. Whoever, dark spirits, whatever had created this ‘pattern’ and then they had fallen for it or allowed it in all areas of life. Brain cursed its own lack of knowledge but all five of them were feeling the same pattern. The pattern of no answers at all when there should be some at least to the factual questions as Brain saw them. But for what purpose? why would anyone play games with their life? attack them in all areas of their life? or as Spirit claims, to even take their life or have them do it to themselves out of despair? There was no proof of anything and that in itself was strange. Even removed stones left an imprint in the grass.

“Stop overthinking” the familiar voice said “Sleep now.”