Town Square

Morticia entered Buckley and made her way to the town square, looking at all the strange things that had manifested during a thousand years; lining the street were strange thin poles with a sort of head on them. Alongside those were larger and thicker poles from which thick black ropes spread out to the buildings.

"More strange magic.." she said aloud to herself. She parked outside the Church and got out, glowering at the building;here,was the domain of the arrogant and pompous Reverend Green. She opened the latch gate and strode up the path to the Church,chuckling as she imagined the look of horror on Reverend Green's face as he saw she'd returned.

Entering the Church, she looked around; the Church interior still looked like it had in the Seventeenth Century but at the same time, she could see more of the strange moderations that had been made. Strange metal boxes hung on the walls and when she touched one, she recoiled for it was hot and She also noticed strange glass orbs embedded in the walls.

"Excuse me, can I help you?" Morticia turned to see a young lady with short brown hair dressed in the attire of a Priest. She found this quite strange, for Reverend Green had said that the administering of God's word was, inside of a Church, a Man's business but, perhaps, as had the driver of the car been, this woman dressed in the garb of a Holy One could aid her in finding Reverend Green.

"Forgive me" she smiled "But I come seeking the Chaplin of this Parish, Reverend Jacob Green. Perchance could you tell me where I may find him?" The female Priest chuckled "I'm afraid my four times Great Grandfather, Jacob Green the First, has not been Pastor of the Parish since he died in 1821"

Morticia was outraged; she had spent a thousand years planning her **** and now she was informed one of her intended victims had robbed her of her right! She was just about to curse his bones when she stopped "Great Grandfather, did thou say?" she asked, the Priest nodded "My name is Reverend Kate Green, Jacob Green the First's four times Great GrandDaughter" Morticia smiled wickedly as an idea flew into her head; she might not be able to get her **** on those who drove her out but she'd just as settle for their decedents !

"Was there anything else I can help you with?" Kate asked, still smiling but not as much as Morticia was "Yes" she smiled "If you'd be so kind, I'd like to take a look at the town from the top of the spire.."