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Gerald Kelly closed his latest acquisition; a book on crystalogy, it joined the growing collection under his bed. Books on spiritualism, astrology and numerology all hidden; all forbidden. At one point he had owned more tomes but he had threw them all away when his mother had found them. The only books he had managed to keep were the Mythology ones, the old bag had considered them "harmless"; if only she knew. Although the mythology had taught him a lot about symbols and god-forms, they didn't show him how to speak to the hidden forces. Which was why he had spent nearly all his student loan in the local occult shop named Aquarius. He sighed despondently, he would never find the answers. He laughed mirthlessly, he had just wasted 80 dollars he didn't have, on the book and the matching healing crystals.
He took a seat on the small bed and looked out the grimy window. The apartment was a small decaying box with numerous prints of arcane imagery decorating the peeling walls. Sunlight streamed in through the small window casting distorted shadows on the walls from the Buddha, dragon and Egyptian statues on the table in the centre of the room.
Why was he still doing this? Why? He reached for the packet of caffeine tablets and downed eight in one swallow. He ran a hand through his jet black hair and examined the dark circles under his hazel eyes. Gerald didn't want to sleep, too much research to do, to many secrets to look for and never enough time, he was always running out of time.
He checked his mobile; he was late for his art lecture. Gerald ran out the door and headed down the road at a brisk run. The large grey apartment block growing smaller behind him. As usual he wasn't paying much attention to where he was going and found himself stepping on something. He looked down and saw a dead whippet, it's jaw hanging open grotesquely. He jumped back in alarm and looking closer saw that the dog's teeth had been replaced by gold dentures, and that the death wound was in the shape of a Cancerian astrology symbol with a Sagittarian one just above it. His sun and ascendant signs.
"Oh shit", he breathed quietly and crossed himself. On the completion of the symbol, his hand and stomach started burning "Orator de Iaceo", he hissed in a voice that was not his own. Fuck he thought, what's happening to me? "No" he growled and the pain subsided enough for him to get his breath back, he was beginning to form an idea of what was happening and he was in serious trouble.
He ran as fast as he could, he knew where he wanted to go and he had to get there fast. He burst into Aquarius, the local occult shop where he bought books; breathing heavily. The place was stepped in the scent of incense with various pentagrams, strange statues, a crammed bookshelf against the wall and dreamcatchers stretching across the ceiling with a shelf nearby dedicated to crystals.
"Hello Gerald", David the shop owner greeted him cheerfully. He looked closer at the young man, then drew back with a look of horror on his face. "Help me", Gerald gasped. David looked at him again; Gerald's eyes were performing a extraordinary dance. The pupils were fading to a white iridescence, then deepening in tone to their original black. The tonal shift was accompanied by change in the young man's features from gormless idiocy to grim determination.
Gerald looked at the crystal shelf then staggered over and placed one of the clear quartz's on top of his head, knowing it's essence would help balance the seventh chakra. He hoped it would help establish his connection with the supreme light. He visualised a rose pyramid around his body with a white star feeding it at the top. It seemed to be working, he felt better and his breathing slowed. He launched into a explanation of what happened.
"Orator de Iaceo - teller of lies, you found yourself saying this when you blessed yourself?" Graeme gasped his reply in a hoarse whisper. "They've come for me David because I'm a sinner, because I 'm g-". "Shhhh Gerald, I have to phone someone. Please try to remain calm and don't let go of that crystal." "Hello Chas get John for me please, tell him it's urgent."
