Chapter 3: Ascension Graveyard by Candice Coates

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Chapter 3

The Encounter Blog interview with Etta Castle Teague

HL: You say you were groomed for this, that you were cultivated with this singular motivation in mind. That must have been difficult as a child, let alone time-consuming. What about now?

ECT: Honestly, sometimes I feel like I am just sitting and waiting. Not going anywhere. Never moving. Just waiting. There is a fixed moment in time. I have been searching for it, building up to it. But right now I am waiting and They are watching. They should’ve made better use of Their time…They’ll learn.

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Etta got home a little after eleven in the evening. She was exhausted, but at the same time so full of adrenaline that she wasn’t sure she would be able to rest. Once inside, she leaned against the door of her apartment and let out a contented sigh. Today had been a very prosperous day.

“This is going to tick them off in a mighty way, that is if it works.” Baldwin’s voice was even. He never sounded tired. Etta wondered if he ever grew tired. Maybe he was resting during his recent disappearing acts. They’d become more regular. She hadn’t bothered to ask, however.

“Oh, it will work. It has worked. The T.O.W.E.S shouldn’t have been so arrogant.” She said spreading out her arms. “I can already sense the difference. I can feel it. Can’t you feel it? I know you hear it.” She sighed. “Things would be so much easier if I could hear like you do.”

She was speaking about the frequency in the atmosphere, the low inaudible vibrations that came from the T.O.W.E.S’ Net. The Net blanketed the whole of the Earth, and held anchors in millions, maybe even billions of locations.

Wherever there was an ascension Yard, there was an anchor, and stemming from the anchors were thousands of intersecting veins that released pulses of energy and frequencies of their own that affected the atmosphere, and screwed with the neurological systems of every human being that walked across them. A sedative created by vibrations.

They were event boundaries, designed to tamper with the human psyche, to make them obedient, forgetful chattel. It was the perfect form of hypnosis.

Unlike any other human, Etta could feel these vibrations, and yet she was immune to the power of their sway. The first locking dose of the sway was given during childhood, during a person’s first witnessing of an ascension upon a Yard. Etta had witnessed but she’d not been on the Yard. Thusly she was never locked in.

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