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September 6th, 2008, 02:36 PM
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Here begins the
Scientific Romance
of
THE LIGHT AT PROPHETS TOWN
Prophetstown, Indian Land, Indiana territory, 19:00, November 5th , 1811,
“You sure this will work? I've never even... heard of this spirit in all my training, let alone participated in a ceremony to bring it forth.” The assistant said. His tall lanky body was visibly agitated, twitching and lloking around nervously. His scar was almost invisible in the fading light of the setting sun, and the various ceremonial objects he carried in his crossed arms were indistinct.
“Of course it will! He, it promised it would answer if we queried!” Tenkwatawa said as he carefully drew the patterns on the ground that he had been instructed to.
“Yes, but this is very unorthodox. I mean, I trust you, but...” Th assistant said , now carefully setting things in their proper places.
“You are not to question. This is very important. The Whitemen are coming northward as we speak. We need all the help we can get.”Tenskwatawa said, looking at the sun, and away from his assistant. Around him other helpers were scampering around, moving drums, preparing for what was to come.
* * *
Taken from The Bureau of Paranormal Affairs: Prophetstown/New Madrid Commission Report
.... At 2200 the first sightings of the dead began in the area immediately surrounding prophetstown, according to the surviving Natives present there. At the time Tenskwatawa had already entered the trance-state, possibly as early as 2100 and therefore had lost all control of the preceding actions. The ritual continued unabated, with increasing spirit sightings and paranormal phenomena. At this time the first tremors began in New Madrid...
* * *
Fort Harrison, Indiana territory, 23:30, November 5th, 1811
“Sir! We have reports from our scouts. What they're reporting is very... strange.” The Militia Lieutenant ran up to Gov. Harrison. A large man flung himself out of his bed, obviously severely agitated. His large nose and graying hair gave the impression of a stately person, although his frantic actions seemed to disagree with his features.
“Have the Indians left? Have we been attacked?” The Gov. said jumping out of his bed. He quickly began dressing, grabbing his uniform putting it on, then taking it off, having forgotten to part on the more underlying layers.
“No... they report seeing... things. In the forest. They're transparent and fly. Its strange. Most of them describe an intense cold,, and then. They get scared.”
“You mean they just flee?”
“Yes sir. Thats how e know. They came back terribly fast, sir.”
“I'm going to go disciplining them myself. Getting all worked up over ghosts.” The Governor said, quicly walking out of the tent.
“Sir , your.. its you now open and hang-never mind.” the lieutenant followed looking askance at his governor.
“Bastards, never should have left their post, the governor grumbled before suddenly stopping and giving out a confused cry.
“Sir! Are you allr-Oh.” The lietenant said, now in the middle of a crowd.
In front of thhem, to the north, a huge glowing dome was now present. It was not white, nor was t red, or any other color, it simply glowed. It had a pattern, as it appeared to be made up of thousands of small flying things that moved around and around directly parallel to the ground. The dome seemed to be steadily growing all though all sense of scale was lost when looking at it.
“What the Hell is that?” The governor said, turning towards the rest of the group. Then as the various soldiers looked uneasily at each other, the fir cold wave hit. It was a wave, a literal wave, as if suddenly the air had become cold and then normal again as the wave progressed towards the back. Then they came quicker and quicker the waves of cold increasing in power and frequency.
* * *
New Madrid, Missouri Territory, 23:35, November 5th, 1811
The lady fell out of her bed with a thump, as the whole house shook. She let out a cry before getting up and rubbing her hair. Her nightdress was on, an looking over at the other side of the bed, she proceeded to hurriedly walk out of the house, as the quake stopped.. She stopped halfway, and grabbed a small ceramic statue at this point still unbroken. As she stepped out of the door, the area began to shake again, this time stronger, although still not very powerful.
Outside her house she saw a group of three or four men simply staring northward, although they blocked whatever it was they were looking at. She thought it was oddly bright, but perhaps she was simply confused about the time.
“This started a while ago, when I got up. You didn't notice so I left you asleep.” her Husband said as she walked next to him.
“Thanks.” She replied looking at him, and then to where he was looking. Far away, or at least, she thought it was far away, was a small light.
The Earth began to shake again, this time stronger.
* * *
Prophetstown, Indian Land, Indiana territory, Midnight, November 5th , 1811,
“Yes! Yes! IT HAS OPENED!” Tenskwatawa shouted as the great pillar of light arced through his body and high into the sky.
* * *
New Madrid, Missouri Territory, Midnight, November 5th, 1811
The Earth shook, so stornly it sent all of them sprawling onto the ground. The Husband hopped up even as the earth continued shaking like mad. He helped the others up, each of them scrambling for positions. They started moving, in any direction they could, as the house began to come undone.
“The Earth is collapsing!” One of them shouted in the confused darkness as he felt the very earth begin to move directly towards on spot. Suddenly a great light burst through the town, from the cemetery. The earth began to... spiral down towards the light, bringing the various citizens of the town with it. The Husband screamed and held on to a tree which was moving more slowly. Grabbing onto his wife he pulled her up to the tree and then helped push her away. She leaned in from another tree hoping to help him, but as her hand reached out, his slipped and he was pulled into the light.
As she left she could hear the screams of her former neighbors, which were suddenly silenced as the light went out. And Nothing more was to be found of the town of New Madrid.
* * *
Fort Harrison, Indiana territory, Midnight , November 5th, 1811
The Great pillar of light had flown into the sky, illuminating them in its bright light. All their errified eyes were easily visible as the great pillar seemed to consume everything in Northern Indiana. The men were nearly knocked over s the wind rushed by them, a cold killing wind that felt like it would slice their bodies into pieces. The air was now cold as that of the highest mountain and they could feel themselves breaking into a cold sweat, even as their hands felt like they were gaining frostbite. The moon and stars were now invisible in the bright light, although dark clouds had been swirling over the dome all night.
All the environment paled in comparison to what the men saw in front of them in the light. They were great things flying about the pillar. They were not dark, nor were they light, they were in fact invisible, yet clearly visible. The men were seized with an unimaginable terror as their minds tried to reconcile what they “saw' with what existed and what they know. A few broke down and began running, although this would soon prove to be useless. Others simply collapsed making the sign of the cross or simply holding up their crosses, or reciting parts of the bible. The figures seemed to turn, away from the pillar and towards the men, although how they imagined that could happen is indescribable due to their lack of any distinct features.
The things flew through the air towards the assembled men, who all began running, or at least those who had not given upon their life. The graven images scythed through the air, creating in inaudible sound. Around them as the men ran in a hectic pattern. Throughout the forest. They could hear the low moans, that were not moans as the things followed them. One young and luckless soldier was unfortunate to be the one caught in the first possessed corpse that had unburied itself from th eforest. As it grabbed he gave merely a whimper his boyish face burst into tears, the other men barely looked behind, and simply ran faster.
* * *
Taken from The Bureau of Paranormal Affairs: Prophetstown/New Madrid Commission Report
At Midnight, the walls between worlds were broken and the first cases of mass risings were reported. New Madrid was completely destroyed, and sucked into an undetermined other dimension.
53963
End Part One.
Hope you enjoyed that Sir! Will you be coming back next week for the next part? Excellent, Excellent. Would you like us to reserve a place for you? Good, Good. Have an excellent evening Sir!
Here begins the
Scientific Romance
of
THE LIGHT AT PROPHETS TOWN
Prophetstown, Indian Land, Indiana territory, 19:00, November 5th , 1811,
“You sure this will work? I've never even... heard of this spirit in all my training, let alone participated in a ceremony to bring it forth.” The assistant said. His tall lanky body was visibly agitated, twitching and lloking around nervously. His scar was almost invisible in the fading light of the setting sun, and the various ceremonial objects he carried in his crossed arms were indistinct.
“Of course it will! He, it promised it would answer if we queried!” Tenkwatawa said as he carefully drew the patterns on the ground that he had been instructed to.
“Yes, but this is very unorthodox. I mean, I trust you, but...” Th assistant said , now carefully setting things in their proper places.
“You are not to question. This is very important. The Whitemen are coming northward as we speak. We need all the help we can get.”Tenskwatawa said, looking at the sun, and away from his assistant. Around him other helpers were scampering around, moving drums, preparing for what was to come.
* * *
Taken from The Bureau of Paranormal Affairs: Prophetstown/New Madrid Commission Report
.... At 2200 the first sightings of the dead began in the area immediately surrounding prophetstown, according to the surviving Natives present there. At the time Tenskwatawa had already entered the trance-state, possibly as early as 2100 and therefore had lost all control of the preceding actions. The ritual continued unabated, with increasing spirit sightings and paranormal phenomena. At this time the first tremors began in New Madrid...
* * *
Fort Harrison, Indiana territory, 23:30, November 5th, 1811
“Sir! We have reports from our scouts. What they're reporting is very... strange.” The Militia Lieutenant ran up to Gov. Harrison. A large man flung himself out of his bed, obviously severely agitated. His large nose and graying hair gave the impression of a stately person, although his frantic actions seemed to disagree with his features.
“Have the Indians left? Have we been attacked?” The Gov. said jumping out of his bed. He quickly began dressing, grabbing his uniform putting it on, then taking it off, having forgotten to part on the more underlying layers.
“No... they report seeing... things. In the forest. They're transparent and fly. Its strange. Most of them describe an intense cold,, and then. They get scared.”
“You mean they just flee?”
“Yes sir. Thats how e know. They came back terribly fast, sir.”
“I'm going to go disciplining them myself. Getting all worked up over ghosts.” The Governor said, quicly walking out of the tent.
“Sir , your.. its you now open and hang-never mind.” the lieutenant followed looking askance at his governor.
“Bastards, never should have left their post, the governor grumbled before suddenly stopping and giving out a confused cry.
“Sir! Are you allr-Oh.” The lietenant said, now in the middle of a crowd.
In front of thhem, to the north, a huge glowing dome was now present. It was not white, nor was t red, or any other color, it simply glowed. It had a pattern, as it appeared to be made up of thousands of small flying things that moved around and around directly parallel to the ground. The dome seemed to be steadily growing all though all sense of scale was lost when looking at it.
“What the Hell is that?” The governor said, turning towards the rest of the group. Then as the various soldiers looked uneasily at each other, the fir cold wave hit. It was a wave, a literal wave, as if suddenly the air had become cold and then normal again as the wave progressed towards the back. Then they came quicker and quicker the waves of cold increasing in power and frequency.
* * *
New Madrid, Missouri Territory, 23:35, November 5th, 1811
The lady fell out of her bed with a thump, as the whole house shook. She let out a cry before getting up and rubbing her hair. Her nightdress was on, an looking over at the other side of the bed, she proceeded to hurriedly walk out of the house, as the quake stopped.. She stopped halfway, and grabbed a small ceramic statue at this point still unbroken. As she stepped out of the door, the area began to shake again, this time stronger, although still not very powerful.
Outside her house she saw a group of three or four men simply staring northward, although they blocked whatever it was they were looking at. She thought it was oddly bright, but perhaps she was simply confused about the time.
“This started a while ago, when I got up. You didn't notice so I left you asleep.” her Husband said as she walked next to him.
“Thanks.” She replied looking at him, and then to where he was looking. Far away, or at least, she thought it was far away, was a small light.
The Earth began to shake again, this time stronger.
* * *
Prophetstown, Indian Land, Indiana territory, Midnight, November 5th , 1811,
“Yes! Yes! IT HAS OPENED!” Tenskwatawa shouted as the great pillar of light arced through his body and high into the sky.
* * *
New Madrid, Missouri Territory, Midnight, November 5th, 1811
The Earth shook, so stornly it sent all of them sprawling onto the ground. The Husband hopped up even as the earth continued shaking like mad. He helped the others up, each of them scrambling for positions. They started moving, in any direction they could, as the house began to come undone.
“The Earth is collapsing!” One of them shouted in the confused darkness as he felt the very earth begin to move directly towards on spot. Suddenly a great light burst through the town, from the cemetery. The earth began to... spiral down towards the light, bringing the various citizens of the town with it. The Husband screamed and held on to a tree which was moving more slowly. Grabbing onto his wife he pulled her up to the tree and then helped push her away. She leaned in from another tree hoping to help him, but as her hand reached out, his slipped and he was pulled into the light.
As she left she could hear the screams of her former neighbors, which were suddenly silenced as the light went out. And Nothing more was to be found of the town of New Madrid.
* * *
Fort Harrison, Indiana territory, Midnight , November 5th, 1811
The Great pillar of light had flown into the sky, illuminating them in its bright light. All their errified eyes were easily visible as the great pillar seemed to consume everything in Northern Indiana. The men were nearly knocked over s the wind rushed by them, a cold killing wind that felt like it would slice their bodies into pieces. The air was now cold as that of the highest mountain and they could feel themselves breaking into a cold sweat, even as their hands felt like they were gaining frostbite. The moon and stars were now invisible in the bright light, although dark clouds had been swirling over the dome all night.
All the environment paled in comparison to what the men saw in front of them in the light. They were great things flying about the pillar. They were not dark, nor were they light, they were in fact invisible, yet clearly visible. The men were seized with an unimaginable terror as their minds tried to reconcile what they “saw' with what existed and what they know. A few broke down and began running, although this would soon prove to be useless. Others simply collapsed making the sign of the cross or simply holding up their crosses, or reciting parts of the bible. The figures seemed to turn, away from the pillar and towards the men, although how they imagined that could happen is indescribable due to their lack of any distinct features.
The things flew through the air towards the assembled men, who all began running, or at least those who had not given upon their life. The graven images scythed through the air, creating in inaudible sound. Around them as the men ran in a hectic pattern. Throughout the forest. They could hear the low moans, that were not moans as the things followed them. One young and luckless soldier was unfortunate to be the one caught in the first possessed corpse that had unburied itself from th eforest. As it grabbed he gave merely a whimper his boyish face burst into tears, the other men barely looked behind, and simply ran faster.
* * *
Taken from The Bureau of Paranormal Affairs: Prophetstown/New Madrid Commission Report
At Midnight, the walls between worlds were broken and the first cases of mass risings were reported. New Madrid was completely destroyed, and sucked into an undetermined other dimension.
53963
End Part One.
Hope you enjoyed that Sir! Will you be coming back next week for the next part? Excellent, Excellent. Would you like us to reserve a place for you? Good, Good. Have an excellent evening Sir!