posted on Aug, 14 2007 @ 06:18 AM
Fiona started to read, “hmmmm… and they managed to control all forms of matter with their minds and this included acts of Detachment. The Manchuna
Elders would detach themselves from their shadows and would command their shadows to do their bidding. This was especially useful when they had to
travel long distances and would want to know how safe the road was ahead. However, although it was quite a harmless act some Elders would use this
ability for the wrong purposes.”
“Mike… How did this happen? It is actually something that died with these people.”
“I don’t know. Like I said, I was in this chamber and this, whatever it was, I don’t know - shadow, started to talk to me”
“Did you have a headache or anything like that?”
“Just asking; some that have tried to do this have experienced headaches etc.”
“What are you saying. I didn’t try to do anything.”
“Well it is possible this was your shadow!”
“MY SHADOW? MY SHADOW?”
“Yes… Well according to other notes in this book, the chamber you may have been in, which I can’t say till I have seen it, may have been the
chamber where the Elders were trained and taught to use this ability. Do you guys want some tea?”
“That will be good right about now,” Peter remarked.
“MY Shadow? What the…” Mike was visibly shaken.
“Perhaps you should take her down there Mike”
“Peter, do you know how I feel right now? I am scared to the core”
Fiona put the tea on the table and handed the cups to the guys, “Sugar?”
They helped themselves to sugar; Mike a little more than he should have. He was visibly trembling.
Fiona started, “ok! Look Mike, we can sit here and go through this journal as much as we think is necessary but it won’t explain why this thing
happened to you. Can we go to this place now?”
“Yes, ok, but I would rather not.”
They climbed into the landy; Peter climbed into the driver seat and they moved off slowly in the direction of the ruins. Mike was looking out the
window as they were bouncing along the sandy road and saw how the sun was cutting through the trees. The shadow of the landy was bouncing up and down
being stretched and squashed as the contour of the ground changed.
“OH DAMN,” Mike shouted.
Peter got such a fright he slammed on brakes and brought the old landy to a very sudden stop.
“What is it?” Pete demanded, “You nearly made me lose control!”
“Sorry; look out the window.”
Peter looked. “What is it? I can’t see what you are on about.”
Fiona stared out the window. “I see…,” she cleared her throat, “I can see, or perhaps rather, I can’t see Mike’s shadow.”
“Peter froze as he looked at the ground where the sun shone through the landy from the driver side through to the passenger side. Sure enough,
holding up his hand in the light Peter could clearly see his shadow but no shadow cast from Mike. It was like Mike was transparent and the sun shone
though him onto the ground.
“Did you see your shadow when you left the ruin Mike?”
“I didn’t look”
“Damn Mike!” Peter looked at him with eyes like saucers. “I don’t even remember looking, or even thinking to look, when you were at my place
and we were chatting about it.”
“OK,” Fiona said, ”Let me think… OK, OK, OK; I know that you can get your shadow to leave you at will but ONLY when you actually know what to
do and how to do it. This can also only be done in absolute darkness. Sometimes, if this is done wrong, one can lose their souls and it is said that
the souls are collected in the rock where these practices took place and shine like diamonds…”
“Like diamonds? In the Rock? Shine? Like light?”
“Yes… So they say Mike.”
“It is down there…”
“What is Mike, Fiona? What is he talking about?” Peter asked.
Fiona looked at Mike and was feeling a little rattled herself.
“Mike, you saw diamonds?”
“NO! I saw what looked like little pin head sized glowing specs of light – I don’t know - but it was strange. I can’t explain it now.”
They walked slowly toward the entrance of the chambers and Mike motioned to which doorway they need to enter. As they went in Mike suddenly felt a
cold chill and shook with what felts like the feeling of someone walking over ones grave.
“Mike, come here. Peter, you need to see this too!”
Fiona walked through the doorway which was far enough down the passage that no light could penetrate the chamber. Mike felt around where the shelf
should be, fumbled with the torch and turned it on.
“NO NO NO,” Fiona screamed. “Turn it off!”
Mike turned the flashlight off and there was dead silence in the chamber with only the sound of their breathing. As their eyes started to become
accustomed to the dark they started to make out the specs of light in the rock walls. Mike looked toward Fiona who just stared at the walls.
Fiona whispered, “Mike, how are you feeling?”
“Like I have been here before”
”NO, I am serious; and I don’t mean earlier today.”
Fiona took the torch from Mike.
“Mike, stand there and don’t move. I am going to stand behind you, Peter also needs to move, and then I am going to shine the torch at your
Fiona moved behind Mike and stood there pointing the torch at Mike but not yet turning it on. Slowly she pushed on the switch feeling it budge as it
slid toward the on position. Fiona did this as slowly as she could. Suddenly light filled the chamber and they stood there with their jaws opened
Mike had no shadow - but that wasn’t what had them so dumbstruck. There were 3 other shadows in the room, amongst their own, but attached to nothing
and no one. Fiona turned and ran shoving the torch intro Peter’s hand. The two men followed running and tripping as they exited the ruin.
They came together outside the entrance and sat on the rocks not saying a word. Mike looked around at the other two with a questioning look on his
face and brow bent down.
“Fiona…,” Mike paused. “Fiona…”
“Y…. yes” she stuttered.
“What just happened in there?”
“It seems that there is something not right going on in there.”
“I’d say!” added Peter.
Fiona looked at the two men and added, “We need to find out more about this. Let’s meet tomorrow morning at my place say around 9am.”
Mike arrived home and walked into his bachelor pad which was cosy but had a feint smell of cat. He had tried to keep it as clean as he could but the
cat would have nothing of it. He threw his keys on the couch and dropped into an easy chair to watch the telly for a while before heading to bed.