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Chapter 7 by 11kestrels 11kestrels

What Happens Next?

History of the Entity?

For some reason, the entity did feel a bit sad to let Ned go. They had developed quite a love/hate relationship over the years. Ned's wife Mildred had always had a special place in the entity's heart. Well, that is if an entity has a heart. It could not figure out why it treated Mildred so much differently from all the other women who had come and gone as tenants or owners of the house it was attached to. It only knew there was something strangely familiar about her. If only it could recall why.

When alone with the quite of its own thoughts, the entity sometimes saw images of a tall dark haired man who had been tied to a tree. It could see through the man's eyes about a dozen naked women, dancing madly around the tree, chanting strange incantations as the flickering fire light cast their eerie shadows upon the ground. It recalled the next morning where the man had been tied lay the ropes that bound him to the tree. There was no sign of the man, no sign of the women, only the tree. For many years the entity seemed to have a close kinship with the tree as it grew. It was almost as if they were one.

Then something terrible happened. A storm of epic proportions had uprooted the great tree. Even though the tree lay dying, the entity remained. It witnessed the lumber men who stripped the dying tree of its once vibrant branches, then load its trunk onto the bed of a a wagon which hauled it off to the lumber mill. With the tree having died, the entity slept. It wasn't until the house on 3600 Star Ocean Drive was built that the entity once again became sentient.

The entity had pondered over the mystery of its being several times. The bits and pieces of memories had almost driven it mad. It was almost like the man became the tree, and the tree became the house. But none of it made any sense. Perhaps those dancing, chanting women held all the answers. But they were answers the entity would never know. For like so many living things, their lives had passed on.

All that it knew was it despised most women. Men it tolerated. Mildred it befriended because of the reminders lying somewhere deep in the recesses of its being. But who or what was Mildred a reminder of? Everything always seemed to come back to her, and how the entity had always treated her kindly.

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