![]() Cutting Edge
Copyright © 2010 Barbara Lynn Terry
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"Coming in?" Carl asked his friend Dan. Both boys were fourteen years old, and they could have been twins if it weren't for the fact their parents were not related. They did everything together; they went skinny dipping; looking for video game bargains; going on double dates to the show, or bowling. Their friends had dubbed them the two musketeers, because they were always there for each other.
On this particular night, the two of them had been challenged to spend the weekend in the old Stevens mansion on the outskirts of town. In the last ten years, people in town had said it was haunted because they could see lights on, and when they went to invesitgate no one was there.
The town's beginnings.
Ezekiel Stevens was one of the original founders of the town, having settled by the river so he would have a constant supply of water. He was a young man too, only twenty three when he, and three others settled in the area. They all said this was the perfect place for a town, because the one they just came from was two days ride away. The four set out cutting trees and making logs for building. The first thing they did was make their houses. Then the houses for all four were simple, and not too fancy. Then others came, and started settling in also.
One of the first after the original four, was a family of five. A man, his wife, and three children, two boys and a girl. One of the boys would become Dan's great grandfather. About two years had gone by, and there were three hundred people living in the town and the town's charter in the state capitol said its name was Cutting Edge because they had cut it out of the edge of the wilderness. There was a bank, a drug store, a general store, and four saloons. The pastor who had built the church was one of the last settlers to arrive in Cutting Edge. The year was eighteen hundred and seventy six, one hundred years after the signing of the Declaration of Independence.
Ezekiel Stevens had opened the bank with his own money of one hundred thousand dollars, and since a bank would bring in revenue, nobody bothered to ask him where he had got it from. After the town had grown, and the original four settlers as well as some others, became rich, Ezekiel Stevens then built his mansion right next door to the original house, and used the original house for guests.
Then sometime in nineteen hundred and ten, Ezekiel Stevens passed away mysteriously in his sleep. The whole town turned out at his funeral, and he was buried with full honors as befits a founding father. The mansion he had built and the original house went up for auction, because Ezekiel Stevens didn't have any children or a spouse to give his estate to. He was fifty six years old.
It was one year to the day that Ezkiel Stevens had passed away, that the haunting rumors had started. John Bartholomew, who owned and ran the lumber mill, was the one who had gotten the Stevens mansion. But a year later, on the anniversary of Ezekiel Stevens death, John Bartholomew had told the people in town of strange noises he had heard during the night for a whole week. He said it sounded like someone was crying, and he claimed it souned like a little girl.
A search of the Stevens mansion had turned up no bones of a child. But as night crept up on the town, there were sobbing sounds coming from Ezekiel Stevens bedroom. When the searchers went in there, they didn't see anybody, but they could still hear the noises. Then they all thought they heard a little girl say; "why won't anybody help me?"
The searchers, who were beyond exhaustion, just put it to the fact that they were tired and needed to go home to their beds. There were no other disturbances, and John Bartholomew lived out his days in the mansion. But when his son took over the mansion and the mill, he sold the mansion to a new family that had just come to town on the railroad. The noises in the Stevens mansion were gone, and they all put it down to their active imaginations.
Then in nineteen hundred and sixty, the noises had started again. The little girl was heard crying, and then saying; "Why won't anybody help me?" But the family living there said that they thought they heard something else that sounded like; "Why must I live like this?" Then the noises went away, and the family moved out of town. The noises were never heard again, and everybody said it was the work of over imaginations.
Back to the present.
As Carl and Dan went in the mansion through the back door, they thought they heard a young girl crying. They looked all over the mansion but couldn't find anybody. Carl just shrugged his shoulders, and they looked to see if there was any electricity in the old mansion. Apparently there was, because when Carl had flipped a switch the living room lights came on. Then they heard the crying again, and this time they thought they heard a little girl say; "Is anyone there? Have you come to help me?"
"Hello, is anyone besides us in the house?" Dan had called out.
"Yes, thank you for coming. Can you help me?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Catherine Stevens."
"Are you Ezekiel Stevens daughter, or niece?"
"No, I am Ezekiel Stevens."
"But Ezekiel Stevens is dead, and he was a man. You sound like you are a little girl."
"No. Those were hard days, and women were considered to be men's playthings or nothing at all. A woman on her own had to learn to survive by whatever means available. So I assumed the image of a young man, and called myself Ezekiel. I helped the men build this town, took my turn cutting and chopping the wood, and we even sat around our original campfire and told men jokes. It appalled me when they told jokes about women and made them out to be nothing more than harlots.
"I am so lonely here, and it makes me sad that I had to live a lie because of how the men of the time thought. Can you help me to be the woman I gave up being just so I could live?"
"I don't know where to start. I am only fourteen and so is my friend here."
"What year is this?"
"This is the year two thousand and ten, in the twenty first century."
"The twenty first century. When I was young we thought that the world would end way before that. Can you help me be the woman I gave up being. You say you are only fourteen, and in my day that was considered a full grown woman already."
"I'm sorry Catherine, I'm not sure what we can do to help you."
"What is your name?"
"I'm Carl Spencer and my friend is Daniel Baker."
"Baker? Were you born in Cutting Edge."
"Yes I was," Dan replied looking around the room for whoever was talking to us.
"Then you are the great grandson of Jonas Baker, who came here shortly after the town was founded."
"Yes, that is my great grandfather's name, alright."
"Danielle, can you do me a big favor. The biggest favor anyone could ever imagine?"
"I don't know if I can, and my name is Daniel."
"Yes, that is what I said."
"Danielle, will you let me live in your body, so I can be free of this desolate place?"
"But, you wouldn't be a woman, you would be a fourteen year old boy."
"Danielle, you leave that to me."
"How do you live in someone else's body?"
"When you go to sleep tonight, I will enter your body, and have a look around. I will inhabit your brain, especially the parts that make you talk, walk, eat, sit, and all the other things you do. But I just cannot enter any body though. I have to have the host's permission."
"If I find that I don't like you in my body do you have to go if I tell you too?"
"Yes. Please Danielle, help me to be free of this desolate place."
"Let me talk to my friend Carl for just while. I will let you know."
As Carl and Dan talked, the crying continued.
"Look Dan, this may be Catherine/Ezekiel, or it may not. Sometimes very fierce and evil spirirts will pretend to be good spirits, but when they get what they want, they take over the person's body, and zap, no more person. I think we should ask a few more questions."
"Good idea, Carl."
"I know that spirits cannot tell lies unless they are demons trying to trick a human in to selling their soul, so to speak. When was Ezekiel uhm Catherine Stevens, born?
"I was born in May, eighteen hundred and fifty four, in a two room house my father had built himself." That was what the history of our town said too.
"Why did Ezekiel uhm Catherine Stevens build his mansion by the river?"
"First I built my house by the river so I could have lots of water and fish whenever I wanted that for dinner. I didn't build my mansion until much later." That was also in the history of our town.
"Are you free to leave this mansion?"
"No. This is where I died, and this is where I must spend eternity. But if I can find a host to live in, then I can be free of the boundaries of this mansion. Can...you...help...me, please?" She was crying again.
"Let me talk to my friend again."
"What do you think Carl?"
"One more question you should ask her. Will you still be you after she inhabits your body?"
"Good question."
"Catherine, if I let you live in my body, will I still be me?"
"I have been told that you will still be you for a while, but they didn't tell me how long that while was."
"So what you are saying is, that you may be taking over completely and I will like wearing dresses and other women's clothing. Is that right?"
"That may be right, as you say, but I cannot say now, because all I was told was that I had to have permission to live in a live body. They said that was the only way I could be free of this mansion."
"Who said?"
"The Guardians that govern the spirit world. Every spirit when it leaves its body has to go before these Guardians. What I have said is what they have told me. Please help me, Danielle."
"I will tell you what I will do. I will flip one of my money coins. If it lands on the side you picked, then you will be able to live in my body, but if it lands on the side I picked, the answer is no. Are you ready, Catherine?"
"Yes?"
"Call it then, heads or tails."
"Heads."
Dan flipped the coin and let it drop to the floor. Both he and Carl looked at it.
"Catherine, the coin landed on heads. You may live in my body."
"Oh thank you, Danielle, you are such a great girlfriend."
"Uhm, my name is Daniel, and I'm a boy."
"Yes, that is what I said, Danielle. But you look like a girl, and you have a small figure for a teenage girl, uhm, boy."
"You have been watching us the whole time?"
"Yes."
"But where are you?"
"Sitting on the sofa." Just then a shape started to materialize. It was the shape of a young girl. "When you go to bed tonight, and are fast asleep, I will come and get in your body and I will explore you. Remember, I will be in all the places of your brain that controls everything you say and do."
As the boys continued to look through the mansion, they found one bedroom that was really pretty. Catherine/Ezekiel never had any children, but this was probably built for a daughter if she/he had had one. As the night wore on, they both fell asleep on the bed in the pretty bedroom. What the two boys didn't know was that this was actually Ezekiel/Catherine's bedroom that he/she had used while he/she was alive. As the boys slept they did not hear the evil sounding laughter that filled the mansion, as the spirit entered Dan's Body.
Cutting Edge - Part 2
By Barbara Lynn Terry
Chapter 1 - Catherine learns about the 21st century.
As the night wore on, and Carl and Dan were fast asleep, the spirit of Catherine Stevens explored the body of Daniel Baker. The boys never heard the evil sounding laughter as Catherine continued her exploration.
The night went fast and the boys were awakened by the sunlight streaming through the windows of the bedroom. Carl Spencer was the first one to open his eyes.
“Hey, Dan, are you getting up?”
Dan opened his eyes, and said in a decidedly feminine voice.
“Yes, Carl, I’m up. It feels so good to see the sun, instead of clouds.”
“Clouds?” Inquired Carl. “Dude, it was clear all day yesterday.”
Then Carl remembered what had happened when they first came in to the mansion.
“Catherine?” Carl asked Dan’s body. “Is that you?”
“Yes, Carl. I will be here some of the time and Danielle will be here some of the time.”
“Catherine, as long as you are in my friend’s body, your name is Daniel, a fourteen year old boy. When we leave this mansion, you cannot call yourself Danielle. If other people hear you say that, they will make fun of you, call you nasty names, and beat you up, or worse. So, while you are in that body, your name is Daniel.”
“Yes, I understand. But, it is hard for me, because spirits do not always get names and dates right. Your friend is safe and he wants to talk to you. So I will go in the background.”
About five minutes went by, and as the two boys were walking back to Carl’s house, Dan spoke to Carl.
“Hey, dude, this is wierd. I mean, who would believe me, if I said I was sharing my body with one of the town’s founding fathers? Who would believe me, if I said Ezekiel Stevens was actually a girl named Catherine? Boy dude, when I can come out and talk, you had better remind me not to say that she is actually a part if me, now.”
“I will. I didn’t think that the spirit would actually do it. Anyway, dude, you had better not say that your name is Catherine, when she is dominant. Because then your folks would make you see one of those head shrinkers.”
“I know, dude, I will have to remind Catherine to answer only to Daniel, when ‘we’ are around my folks. Even our friends, too, might not understand.”
“I know, dude, you are going to have to be extra careful.”
“How would you like to go and hang at Leon’s*”
“That sounds good to me, Dan. Here’s your house. Make sure Catherine knows where your room is.”
“Alright, Carl. Thanks for the walk home. OMG why did I just say that? Like I was a girl being walked home by her beau.”
“That’s freaky, dude.”
Dan went in his house, as Carl watched to make sure he got in. Carl Spencer and Damiel Baker had been friends since they were in pre-school. Now, Carl was afraid that his long time friend will need some help around others, like his parents and their friends. Carl thought, too, that, Daniel/Catherine, might attach himself/herself to Carl, since he was the only other person Catherine actually knew, besides Dan.
As Carl walked home, Daniel was in his room. He said out loud.
“Did you see how to get to my room, Catherine?”
“Yes, Danielle. Right up the stairs and second door on the left.”
“Right.”
Just then, Adam Baker, Dan’s father, opened Dan’s bedroom door.
“Son if you’re going to have a girl in here, you need to keep the door op …” Adam looked around the room, but didn’t see any girl. Yet, he had heard a girl’s voice. “Excuse me, son, but you were talking to a girl. Weren’t you?”
“Dad, please sit down, I have something to tell you. I don’t want you to freak out or anything, but, I have to tell you, so you know what is going on.”
“Alright, Dan, I’m listening. Is this going to be one of your science fiction stories, or a spooky one?”
“I will let you decide, dad. Yesterday, Carl and I were challenged to spend the night in the old abandoned Stevens mansion. We took the challenge, and we spent the night there. When we first got in there, we heard sounds like someone was crying.
“We looked around, but we didn’t see anyone. Then we went in the living room, and when Carl flipped the light switch, the lights came on. Then we heard a voice that was pleading for help. Carl and I asked what could we do to help. Well, Dad, the girl’s voice you heard, was a girl named Catherine.” Dan thought that he had better not say that it was the spirit of Ezekiel Stevens whose real name is Catherine.
“Anyway, dad, this spirit said we could help if one of us would let her inhabit one of our bodies. Carl and I flipped a coin. Catherine called heads and it landed on heads. So, dad, don’t freak out now, but Catherine is in my body. That was the girl’s voice you heard.”
“Well, son, you have told some whoppers in your time, but this one, I think, tops them all.”
“Mr. Baker,” Catherine said, coming to the front of Dan’s mind. “Dan has told you the truth. I died in that mansion, and I was to spend all eternity there. Daniel freed me from that eternal prison by letting me inhabit his body. I have spoken to the guardians, and as long as I remain in this body, I will never have to go back to that mansion.”
“Who are the ‘guardians’, son?”
“I see that you don’t believe me. Tonight, I will show you who I am. I may leave this body temporarily. So, Mr. Baker, tonight you will see me as I had lived before coming to Cutting Edge.”
“Alright, I will play your game, son. How did you live after you came to Cutting Edge?”
“Because I am in the body of a young boy, I cannot tell you. That is only because I do not wish to have Daniel get in any trouble. Just so you know, Mr. Baker, tonight, I will show you that he has told you the truth. I will go in to the back now, so Daniel may speak to you.”
“This story gets weirder and weirder, son. You should be a … uh … horror story writer, like Stephen King. How are you going to do that trick of showing us Catherine?”
“No, dad, there will be no trickery. You may search for anything a … uh … fortune teller might use, or a magician. Tonight, dad, you will have a real life disembodied spirit in our house. If you really think there is going to be a trick, tell Catherine that she may inhabit your body. But, remember, dad, when you tell her that, she will live in your body forever.
“Not that I don’t like Catherine, but, since you don’t believe me, I think it only fitting that she live inside of you. Of Course, she will have to ask the guardians of the spirit world, but I think they will say she can live in your body. So, dad, I hope that you are ready to share your body with Catherine Stevens, who was known as Ezekiel Stevens, one of the founding fathers of Cutting Edge.
“This possession, will be the only way that you will believe me. This way, I can talk to Catherine, now and again. So you see, dad, there will be no trick.”
“So, after I am possessed, I will start wearing your mother’s clothes?”
“Funny, dad, really funny. So, dad, there is one final formality. Will you allow Catherine Stevens to live in your body.”
Still thinking that his son was playing a game, he gave his consent.
“Then tonight, dad, while we are watching television, Catherine will go in to your body and explore your mind. She will explore all the parts that make us sit, eat, talk, walk. Oh! By the way, dad, you will have a noticeable wiggle to your walk.”
“Is that the end of your story, Daniel?”
“No, dad. The end will come tonight when Catherine enters your body.”
“Oh, I see, this is an open ended story. You know, son, I actually like those stories the best.”
“Right, dad, right.”
Adam Baker left Dan’s bedroom. He thought to himself that his son had a talent for telling good stories. Adam Baker also thought that his son should be a horror story writer. After His dad had left, he and Catherine had a conversation.
“Danielle, I spoke with the guardians, and they said that I could live in your father’s body. They said this will teach him to stop thinking everything is a ‘trick’.”
“He does need a lesson, that’s for sure. I love him like a son loves his father, but he is like a heckler at a stand up comedy show,”
“Yes, I heard him have that tone of voice, like he was mocking me. That is when I said I would let you talk to him. Then, when you said that I would come and go in to his body, I went to speak with the guardians. They told me I could live in Adam Baker’s body.”
”Also, Catherine, we can talk from time to time. I mean, I have school Monday through Friday, unless one of those days of the week is a holiday.”
“When I was a little girl, and I went to school, we just lived for holidays. Especially Christmas and St. Valentine’s Day. On Halloween, we would decorate the classroom with paper witches, ghosts, spiders, pumpkins. Every holiday, we would decorate our classroom.”
“It sounds like you had a lot of fun.”
“We did, Danielle, uhm, Daniel.
“Carl and I are going to hang out with our friends later. Would you like to come and see how we do things in the twenty first century?”
“Yes, I would like to see just how the young people of the twenty first century do things. I noticed on the way to our house, that there were strange carriages on the roadways. What are those carriages called?”
“They are called automobiles. They run on an oil derivative called gasoline. Did you have oil street lamps when you were growing up?”
“Yes, Daniel.”
“Well, now we have what are called automatic electric street lights. Remember when we came to those three corners, and we stopped because that one light was red? That is what is kown as a traffic signal. The red light tells the person driving and walking to stop. When the light turns green, then we can go. The yellow light means to slow down.”
“What kind of stoves do you have now?”
“We have natural gas stoves. Some people even have electric stoves. As you live in my father’s body, you will see how to drive an automobile. We just call them cars. He has a driver’s license, so when he is driving the car, make sure you pay attention. When he does get in the car, let him do the driving. Driving a car is a lot more complicated than driving a team of horses.”
“Alright, Daniel, I will try to remember.”
“Please, don’t try to remember, actually remember. If you get in an accident, and the police can see it was your fault, they will give you what is called a citation. Then you have to go to court and tell the judge your side of things. So, let my dad do all of the driving.”
“I will watch him as he drives down the road. Remember, like in your body, I could see what you were doing, and what you were saying and thinking. So, we will see how much I can learn from Adam Baker.”
“We usually watch television around seven o’clock. There is a movie coming on tonight that would probably still be fresh to you. It is a story based on the book written by Margaret Mitchell called Gone With The Wind. It is a movie about the war between the states. What we call the American civil war.”
“What is a movie?”
“It is a lot of stills put on a special kind of paper called film. When the person aims the camera, the scene he is taking the movie of, goes on to the film. The film is then developed, and the roll with the movie on it, looks like negatives from a developed film from a camera that used plates in your time.”
“I guess I will learn. In just what you have told me, I can see that the twenty first century is not like when I lived.”
“No, Catherine, it isn’t,” Dan said, shaking his head. “But, as you continue to live in my dad’s body, remember that he does have a job. A lot of what we do, today, is a carry over from the twentieth century which went from nineteen hundred to nineteen hundred and ninety nine. The year two thousand was kind of like a buffer year. The twenty first century didn’t start until the year two thousand and one.”
“As I said, Danielle, uhm, Daniel, I have a lot to learn.”
“Catherine, let me ask you this. When my dad gets ready to go to a function, either at his work, or to a friend’s house, are you going to influence the way he dresses?”
“I am not sure what you mean, Danielle, uhm, Daniel.”
“Never mind. Anyway, I am going to call Carl on the telephone and have him meet us, I mean, me, at Leon’s.”
“What is Leon’s?”
“It is what we call a custard stand. Some people still say ice cream, but frozen custard is different, and tastes different, too. Carl can’t drive yet, because he is only fourteen. You have to be sixteen to get a driver’s license. He knows a friend with a car, that can drive us there. Leon’s does not have an inside restaurant where you can sit down. It is what we call a drive-in custard stand.”
“I guess I will see. So much to learn.”
“Catherine, when we get in the car, and we are on the way to Leon’s, we will be on the road with other cars. There will be nothing to be afraid of, because the car has brakes. Just like the hand brake on a wagon. However, these brakes are made of metal, and the driver puts his or her foot on a pedal to operate the brakes. The brakes engage, and the vehicle slows down and stops.”
Chapter 2 - Dinner, a movie and a possession.
“It is almost dinner time. I think we will skip going to Leon’s tonight. I will call Carl and tell him I can’t make it, but he should come to my house. I want to tell him what will happen while we are watching the movie. My dad actually falls asleep when he watches a lengthy movie.”
“That will be even better, Danielle, uhm, Daniel. It is easier to enter a host’s body, while the host is asleep. This way, while he sleeps I can explore his mind, without conscious interference.”
“So, if a person is awake, all the thoughts he or she has while they are awake, can interfere with your, uhm, ‘exploration’?”
“Yes, it is as you say.”
“Alright, I have to wash my hands, and go down to dinner.”
Dan washed his hands and dried them, then he went down to the dining room for dinner. Catherine watched as Adam Baker said grace, and then everybody sat down. The way everyone was asking to pass this part of the meal, and then that part, she thought she was in a proper home where manners are an everyday thing. She will have to ask Daniel about this later.
When the meal was over, Catherine saw an all to familiar routine, with only one difference. She saw that after they were done rinsing the dishes, she saw Dan place the dishes in this machine. Dan put some powder in a little compartment, and turned it on.
“Daniel, why did you only rinse off the dishes and put them in that machine?”
“This is called a dishwasher. I rinsed off the dishes, and then put them in here to get clean and disinfected. The heat of the machine will actually destroy any germs hiding on the dish surface.”
“What was that white powder you put in the nachine?”
“That is called detergent, or soap as you would call it.”
“In my day, we used lye soap for everything. We even washed walls with it.”
“Today, most soaps have what is called lanolin. That is an oil that is secreted in most sheep to keep the wool from getting soaked when is gets wet. It is like the the birds have an oil that protects their feathers. Anyway, lanolin is also used in most body and hand lotions. But, we use a powder or liquid in our dishwashers and washing machines.”
“What is a washing machine?”
“It is what we use to wash our clothing with.”
“Things sure have come a long way, since my day. When we washed our clothes, it was done by boiling hot wayer, then putting the clothes in and stirring them, until the water was getting cool. Then we had a wringer we put them through after we rinsed them.”
“My grandmother had am old wood washing machine with a wringer on top.”
“No. In my day, the wringers were not attached to any machine. They were bolted to a wood platform. When we were finished rinsing our clothes, we would put them through this wringer and turn the handle to get the runny water out of the clothes.”
“I haven’t seen a wringer on an old washing machine, since I was very little. Today, I think they are all gone. Today, basically everything is automatic. Washing machines, clothes dryers, cars, lights, a conveyor belt. Even our factories like General Mills, Post, Kelloggs and other cereal companies make their cereals in automated factories.”
“In my day, we ground the wheat to make flour. We used wheat, oats, and corn to make our cereal, but, we didn’t have any factories that made cereal. Even our porridge was made from oats. But, everything was made by hand.”
“Well, the news is coming on. Have you ever seen a television set?”
“What is a television set?”
“It is a, what we call a receiver, that receives pictures that are broadcast through the air, by what we call a transmitter. The television station is where the transmitter is, and we receive their broadcast in this little receiver. This television set is called a flat-screen. Here, I will show you.”
Dan turned on the television, and the picture and sound came up almost immediately.
“I have never seen anything like this.”
“Not even when the people who lived in the mansion in the nineteen fifties?”
“No, Danielle, uhm, Daniel. Spirits don’t have too much to do with machines. When you were with your friend in the mansion, I could not really ‘see’ you, but, I felt your presence.”
“That is interesting. Every now and then, my dad likes to watch scary movies. You might find some of them very funny. So, now, the people you will see on the news are actual people, and the broadcast is streaming live. That means it is being televised right from the station’s newsroom.”
“Here comes Adam Baker.”
“Yes, he is going to watch the news.”
Dan’s father sat down, and watched the news. He listened intently as the reporter gave the latest news that was going on around the town and surrounding area. The reporter even reported things going on around the country. Catherine was even more amazed when the weather was broadcast.
“You mean, they can predict how the weather will be?”
“No, not really, it is only a forecast. Weather patterns going a certain way at a certain speed, can be forecast to affect a certain area, if the weather pattern keeps up its direction and speed. That is why it is only called a forecast. That is, because weather patterns may not come our way, but may bypass us entirely.”
“So much to learn in this time. When does this movie come?”
“In about another half an hour. This is a long movie, and because it is on cable, there will be no commercials.”
“Danielle, uhm, Daniel, what is a commercial?”
“There are companies who will pay the television station to show their products on the air. Like for example, Kellogg’s may want to advertise their line of cereals. Sometimes it might be Rice Krispies, and another time it may be Corn Flakes or maybe even Nutri-Grain bars. Commercials is how the television station or radio station makes their money to continue operating. Anyway, that is a commercial. Radio stations talk about the vendor’s products, because radios don’t have any screens.”
“What is a radio, Danielle, uhm, Daniel?”
“Come and I will show you.”
Dan went over by the radio, and turned it on. Music came streaming from the little box with the knobs. After the song was over, the D.J. then said what the song was and by what band.
“This is a radio, Catherine.”
“It is like having a complete symphony right in your own home. Daniel, how does the sound come to the radio and the pictures and sound come to the television?”
“Through the airwaves. The station broadcasts through what is called an antenna. This antenna then ‘shoots’ the sound and pictures through the air. The antenna in the radio and the television picks up the signal from the station’s antenna. Because of that, we have sound on the radio, and sound and pictures on the television.”
“That is amazing, Danielle, uhm, sorry, Daniel.”
“If you think that is amazing, wait until you live in my father’s body. He will show you things you have never even imagined. The movie is starting now. Dad should be in here, in just a few seconds. Even though this is one of his favorite movies, he will still fall asleep.”
The words starting the movie rolled across the screen, telling of a society that is Gone With The Wind. For those that have never seen the movie Gone With The Wind, should read Margaret Mitchell’s book before seeing the movie. Then that way, too, you can compare the two, to see if the movie is true to the book.
The movie was made in 1939, the same year The Wizard of Oz was made, with Judy Garland. In Gone With The Wind, Clark Gable says to Vivien Leigh, “frankly my dear, I don’t give a damn”. It was the first time that a cuss word was said in a major motion picture.
As they watched the movie, Dan/Catherine heard soft snoring comeing from the reclining chair that Dan’s dad usually sat in. Catherine, wasting no time, left Dan’s body, and entered in to the body of Adam Baker. Dan felt house the reverberate with the evil sounding laughter he and Carl Spencer did not hear, when Catherine possessed Dan’s body in the old Stevens mansion.
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Next time: Strange things are going on with Adam Baker.