Subj: The Funhouse mirror Pt.3
Date: 8/9/99 9:18:41 PM Central Daylight Time
From: marcos1

Longwood Florida in the present

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"Death, is it mankind's greatest adventure?" I said, sitting in my backyard, "or the end of the greatest adventure imaginable...life."

"I'm not afraid of death," Vicki Winters said, sipping on a glass of instant ice tea. "And I've never had any doubts about the existence of God. He has always seemed very real to me."

I petted my yellow cat named Ginger on the head. She rubbed up against my leg. I looked over at Vicki, raising my eyebrows. "Is it true what you told me about Collinsport?"

"Yes, every word."

"Then there are ghosts, vampires and witches," I said slowly, shaking my head, "parallel time rooms...stairways to time."

"Yes."

"I don't believe you," I said, with a cold emotionless tone to my voice, "I can't believe you."

Vicki smiled, petting my gray stripped cat called Felicia. She reached into her large carrying bag and pulled out a book. "I knew that you would say that so I brought proof."

The book was the diary of man named Winston Grimsley. He had been a lawyer in a small town in New York in the 1960's. From reading the first few pages of his notes, I could tell that he had been a good man, a humble man, serving the balance of justice, the best he could. But then on page 10---{My life had been a normal one, some would even call it boring. I had handled my usual share of murder cases, people suing each other, families suing each other. Until one summer afternoon in 1969, when I encountered a most unusual client. He was a dapper looking fellow, that had been arrested for hit and run driving and I had been assigned by the court to be his lawyer. His name was Nicholas Lucifer
Blair.}

I put the book down on my lap. "Vicki, this book...."

"It is a step by step instruction manual as dictated by Nicholas Blair, on how to become a witch or warlock," Vicki completed. "Instead of paying Winston Grimsley money, Nicholas gave his lawyer, the keys to power, absolute magic."

"This is very interesting," I said, "but it really doesn't prove anything. These are just words in this book, different, strange sounding, but still just words."

"I know that," Vicki said. "But you don't understand. I have a plan. A dangerous plan, but one that would be worthwhile to both of us. What if we both read this book...and took the practice to heart? We would become a witch and a warlock. Then, we would both find answers to our quests. You would have proof of the supernatural and I would have power enough to revenge the death of my best friend, Josette duPres."

To be continued--