Mapa Mundi (Setting) of Akkoya

Dr. Twistan Hyddeg (#03-2)

    Helo, and Be welcome.

    Doing revision. Post will be here as soon as possible.

    This is a Story by Sol Cajueiro.

    #03-2 :: The Story of a Phenomenologist - Doctor Twistan Hyddeg.

    Thank you for your pacience.

What a Ghost dreams (#03-1)

    Halloi (Helo), and Be welcome.

    This is a story by Sol Cajueiro, about the life and work of a Phenomenologist, but a different one. His special participation on the greater Events are unknown. His work is a wonder. His life, apparently common, is to show us that things are not randomic, and Chaos is not responsible for the changes alone, a man, a medic, a paranormal investigator, even if an uncommon one, with his own view off the heroe's path.

    This is Adventure #03 :: The Phenomenologist

    So, welcome reading.

    About the Music :: I do not intend any offence to anyone's right, and I do not really own the music I suggest my readers listen during the Story; the suggestion is in honour to the musicians who created those beautiful songs, and I explicitly want to thank you very much.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GbIVpL1bPU8

    What a Ghost dreams (#03-1)

    Day 1

    He woke up. Bathed and dressed, to went down and talk to his pacient, a lone lunatic, with power enough in his blood to stay normal for the time necessary.

    - You'll be able to stay here. (he says). I'll let a camera here. Visits each two days. Good luck with your new life.

    The pacient, barely able to understand this all, only tried to smile, unsuccessfully.

    Twistan went to the clinic, to take notes on everything.

    His main computer's not on common space.

    Behind his labour office, there's a magic entrance to a construct. This is a parallel plane, artificial, one of his most precious secrets, absolutely hidden.

    He went to analyze the blood he collected at the bleeding house.

    The blood has more than 90% of equivalence with ejik blood, but it register 2% with fauk arborean blood. It means it's probably a generic blood. Doctor Hyddeg injected the blood into a rat. It becomes accelerated, his heart gone faster and faster, and he fainted. Some time later, the rat was up again, with no consequences of that injection of the generic blood.

    He got off his apotekary.

    While helping himself oaffee and sisco cream, he sees a house on sale down the valey.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6vf-3ufgto

    (The House down the Valey)

    When Dr. Twistan Hyddeg came to the house, he sees it was a very beautiful site. The house's beautiful and big, with gardens and a vine on the left which ends in the stones backyards, a little lake, 12 normeasures large, is oposed to the parking area, in which an armoured car is parked. The second floor looks like even more beautiful. An interspace, on the southwest, in which you can see the social hall and a balcony on the second floor, gives birth to a vision of the entire region, all with a granger in each hill, but the trees stop the vision from the other houses to this one, and one can only see it from the mountains up.

    Hill's Mouth is the name of this bewitching valey.

    The man is using social expensive clothes.

    - Helo, (says Dr. Hyddeg), I'm here to see the house.
    - Oh, helo. Please come in. Do you accept an oaffee, or water?
    - Oaffee, with sugar, please - says Twistan.
    - I'm Poe Wlavimergen - says him, shaking hands with the visitor.
    - Doctor Twistan Hyddeg. Nince to meet you.
    - Ohe, a Doctor. It's an imense pleasure. Come, I'll show you the house.
    - It's beautiful. Why are you selling it, by the way?
    - Ohe,... I'm a politician, and it has been an year of great changes in the Alliance, I mean, people are being moved, here and there. I'll have to go to Tanahta, to work directly with the Première.
    - It's a very beautiful house, indeed. What's that on the backyard?
    - Ruins - says Poe - From the mythic era. The house's new, compared with that, of course. It's five hundred years old, and I have all debts and taxes settled, and a reform was made five years ago.
    - The small lake, are there fishes in there?
    - Ohe, yes - the man says - You like fishing? And that are fruit trees, on the other end.

    On the back of the house, a small rock shows a door notched, cut on the wall. It has a doghouse, and a perfect place to take a nap with a awning and windows made of natural wood (expensive, as something only people with much credit would have on their house). There are two treehouses, on the right side of the stones, and the water source by their side, it's a true paradise.

    They went to see the basement.

    It obviously was a perfect place to grow fungus, dark and umid.

    When back the house, he looks the rocks from a window, the grey appearance of them, he can see the small lake and also, from the second floor, you can see if a car comes.

    "It must be the key", thinks the phenomenologist.

    There is still another floor up there, an attic, which is all covered with natural wood, and there's a huge number of pads and an expensive carpet hands on the interior, an old oaffee machine on the iron desk, and a medium size bed, with drawers below.

    - How much do you want for the house, sir?
    - Nine hundred thousand credits. It comes complete, with furniture.
    - Ohe,... a shame. I could only pay four thousand.
    - You see,... I'll have to leave to Tanahta in three days. If I don't sell the house, it will stay here. But, I'll probably not come here unless the Alliance calls me back.
    - Well, if you decide - says Twistan - I'll have the money in cash.
    - It's pretty temptative, Doctor, but I don't exactly needs the money. The house will still be on sale, if you decide to come. Do you have a card?
    - Of course. Here, take it. And call me, if you change your mind.
    - I will, so - says the man - Take care.
    - Thank you, you too.

    This way, Dr. Hyddeg got to his sedan and drives to the hospital up the mountains.

    (Back to the Hospital)

    He noded to the attender, smiled to a junior doctor, and went to his office.

    Back there, at the construct, he goes back to the rats.

    Now, Twistan injected the blood on a rat with cancer, and starts to analyze the traces. His abilities with blood give him much more information than a common doctor would have. Then, papers. He spent the rest of the day analyzing this relic he now possesses. A generic blood. It could give him the Healer's Prize, next year or so, but he doesn't need anyone to know his so deep understanding of that magic, no one needs to know, but himself.

    Day 1, by Night

    Doctor Hyddeg decides to search for blood on the Alliance.

    An hour or so of research gives him the information he already have, that a blood which acts both as animal and vegetal doesn't exist. Not, in official records.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1

    He so tries to serach for the noble owner of that house on the network, and,...

----- táaamp ----- Invation attempt: Blocked (the computer beeped).

    "Hhm,... He's a high employee, so,...", he thinks.

    The result of that search was to show Poe's family's older as the time of mythic era, and had worked for the Ejik Empire, and for the Alliance formed so after.

    It says he's a descentant of a mythic entity, "Tacke,...".

----- táaamp ----- Invation attempt: Blocked (repeats the computer).

    "Enough information", and he restarted the computer, erasing the data, and selecting the blood research as ghost data on his computer.

    Day 2

    After a few hours of sleep, Dr. Hyddeg woke and went to take breakfast, oaffee with bread and honey, while watching the news cast.

    Taika's stock market letters are down, and they produce equipments, so this is a bad time to buy anything for the hospital.

    Nothing new during this morning.

    So, he went to eat out in an expensive restaurant on Tol Rim downtown, by the side of The Old Museum and The Grand Hotel of Tol Rim. A place rich people go to eat. The very large avenue cuts downtown east west, and while the Museum stays at a square in middle, the large avenues surrounding it, the Hotel's by the northside and is the oldest hotel in town and, at the top of it, the High Restaurant awaits.

    Many people divide the streets down there, all busy.

    As Dr. Hyddeg has ordered his secretary to make a reservation, by the time he got there, a man was waiting to welcome him and take him to his table.

    Every famous people come here, and Twistan Hyddeg feels home, specially because he senses their blood asking for more, each time their most precious greedy wishes give him what he wants, and how to deal with each one of them, with time.

    This time, there was a different group in there.

    An important politician, a woman in red dress, was talking with what looks like a skeighta, about nineteen, and a child who was playing with the food. Both the skeighta and the child doesn't belong here. It's obvious. But no person at this place has Hyddeg's advantage, acquired when he put an end to his own family, in his first ritual in life, to get the power of blood. He got mad, it's certain. But he is, indeed, other than the healthy doctor he plays, because by that bloody ritual, he developed a second mind, which in secrecy plot, undetectable.

    His second mind notice a man going out of the bathrooms.

    He review his memory and sees the man had not "got in" those rooms, but then this all disappears from his common mind, and he watches the watcher.

    The man goes his table, but his attention's on that weird group's table.

    He get an strange clock off his pocket, and put back.

    Twistan reads the skeighta's lips, and he was asking "Where's the bathroom?", so he calmly stand up and head to that rooms, with the perfect notion this was dangerous.

    By the moment he gets in, he cast Detection, a very usual spell.

    There's something on one box, but it's locked. He gets a pot out off his jacket, and controls the gold to enter the engine and undo that magic sealing. It opens, and as he looks, it's a bomb. The bomb is marked to explode in about a minute, not time enough to get off the restaurant. He breathes calming his own mind, and plot.

    He gets off the box, controls the gold moving it to surround the vase, making the aport diagramation, and teleport it upwards two kilomeasures, with no sound because of the gold in the magic. With the other half of the gold, he circle every other vase in there, and ready to blow the up. When he senses the skeighta is coming, he explodes the vases and water came out from them, rapidly flooding the bathrooms, and so, he erase his first mind memory while he steps on the water, on the exact moment the skeghta comes in.

    - What the horde? - shout the skeighta, watching that everything.

    Dr. Hyddeg hits his head on the ground, and faints.

    But still, his second mind, in absolute silence, watches what happens around him. And everything goes the way it was really planned, in a moment of plot.

    The skeighta's a psychic, and his telepaty says the man there knows nothing.

    He's only at the wrong place, at the wrong time.

    So, a large "Booooooommm,..." happens up there, somewhere.

    - Holy mecenas! - shout the skeighta, and he gets the man off the bathrooms, and shouts security.

    - What happened? - ask the security guard, coming closer very fast.
    - I don't know, the vases all exploded. He slipped onto the water, hit his head's what happened.
    - Put him up this table, here. Calm down, alright - says the security man.

    - Right ohe, now,... (says the security), who're you?

    Almost immediately, the woman in red dress was there.

    - He's with me, Hohman - says her sweet voice.
    - Ohe, Senator, I'm sorry. This man slipped onto the water, at the bathrooms. Lohne, (he calls another man), go look the bathrooms. Get back to me. Yes, well, Senator, I,...
    - You don't need to apologize, Hohman. My invitee was on the right place, at the right time. He always do this, but I think I've listened to an explosion,...
    - That,... (the man's voice shakes, with her power), that was up in the sky, my lady.
    - I see, I see,... - she says.

    Meanwhile, Twistan senses the skeighta's mind investigating his own, first one, to find a very investigative and so common mind of a dangerous phenomenologist.

    He so listen to the skeighta's voice, in a low tone, talking with the Senator woman in red.

    - He's a phenomenologist. What do we do, now?
    - Nothing, (her voice was calm, now), better this way. Let us get back to our table, we're leaving. This place will be full of phenomenologists in one hour, believe me. We can't let them see The Avatar. Get back to our table, and say her we're leaving, in five minutes. I'll do the rest, here. Go.

    Her voice was low tone, too, but he listened to everything she says.

    Then, he waits, and waits, and sometime later, it happens.

    The Corporate Police came.

    While other were talking to the security, and some were designed to guide the Senator out, he senses a mind, another psychic, analyzing his clean phenomenologist common's mind. The man went no longer than that, and wait until talk with his superior.

    - 16D, we got a problem. The man's a phenomenologist doctor.
    - Ohe, shit,... - says 16D in low tone - Clean up the mess. Collect all energies. Make it fast, and let's get the case to the common police, ohe shit, as soon as we can, 32. This place's gonna get dirty with those mad rats in minutes, and now, let me do the dirty job. Go.

    The man's footsteps went in the direction of the bathrooms.

    Minutes later, the common police came, and together, the phenomenologists.

    - Oóohh,... - Twistan wakes, putting his hand over his head.
    - Don't move too much, sir - asks a doctor police - You've slipped at the bathrooms. But you're oke, not a scratch, you're lucky.
    - Helo, sir - says a dark man, in smoking - I'm the Security Chief. You don't have to pay. It's all our fault, and we beg your pardon.
    - Oóhhh,... it's,... it's oke, I'm fine.
    - Do you feel anything? - the doctor police asks.
    - No. I'm alright. Just want to go home.
    - You're free to go, sir - says the police doctor - Could you answer just one question? (he nodded). Have you seen anything, let's say, unusual, back at the bathrooms, sir?

    He stops, thinking.

    - No. Only water.
    - Thank you, sir, and be safe.

    The Security Chief guides him off the restaurant, and to a side elevator.

    Whe he gots down the street level, his motorist was in complete despair, but he almost shouted whe hes saw his doctor chief safe.

    - What happened, doctor?
    - Nothing - he enters the car, calmly - Just take me home, I'm tired.

    (Back at the Hospital)

    Dr. Twistan Hyddeg nod to his doctor surgeon by the entrance, wave his hand to the nurse by the corridor, and when he gets to his office, he stops to talk with his secretary, a very aerial but helpful white woman.

    - I'm tired, please cancel my apointments for today.
    - Yes, Doctor - says her soft voice.

    He gets into his office, and went to locate anything onto his clothes.

    "I knew it", thought him, and he finds a localizer on his shoes.

    Twistan didn't took it off. He went to his room, by a side wooden door, and prepare himself. With more confortable clothes, he sit the sofa and enters trance. He repasses step by step what happened, to keep that in mind, and to make certain he's low profile and he let the shoes and clothes by a chair just by the window. He doesn't know if that is also a listening machine.

    All was fresh, the skeighta's tattoo, the young girl Avatar, that's something he wants to be very very distant from, off of those typical and predictable heroe's path, a Senator dressed in red, and the weird clock the assassin man was using. Now, that's unusual. The target wasn't the woman, as the important politician, but the dirty skeighta. That means the assassin knows "he" is the important piece.

    He turns on the media to see what happened, doing meditation mind.

    And for his relief his name was not even news, and the phenomenologists have got a lost case again. "Good", he thinks, and call the second doctor in command, a very interested woman. She loves him. Well, in the sense of admiration, professionally, of course.

    - Doctor, I'm tired, and I'll take the rest of the day off. You're in command.
    - I'll do the best I can, Doctor Hyddeg - says she.
    - Don't disapoint me.
    - I won't, sir. Take a good rest.
    - Thank you, doctor.

    He then passes the rest of the day doing usual and common things. Took a bath, shaved, let himself on his bed, did nothing on the media, searching non important things, as travel guides and fiction, and when night came he went to sleep, very commonly.

    He's not used to sleep this early.

    Then, he manipulates his blood to sleep well.

    (A Dream, very Unwaited)

    Before going to sleep, Twistan search for "clock" and "legend", by the network.

    He sees uncountable images of a clock no one had really ever seen. The clock's related to the Artificers, a very important creature from the Mythology. It says they're able to manipulate reality itself, completely, and they're also part of a somewhat universal and intergallactic super mythology.

    "I'm not interested, but this is a very nice inside information, now. Tomorrow, it ends. Let's go sleep", he thinks, and then goes to sleep.

    He dreams with a group, the same group.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&feature=endscreen&v=5SDMVjo7cO0

    There's a rakma monk with them, too, a very serious elder reptilian.

    - I want my localizer - says the skeighta.
    - Considere it lost, ejik - says the rakma, factually.
    - You don't understand. (the skeighta explains). He's a phenomenologist. Imagine the tracks of doom he'll make up, if he sees that localizer. You know there's a huge Event coming. Holy night,... We just can't let he make up things, and expose ourselves.
    - Now you got a point, ejik. Agreed, let's do it.

    Their ship comes, and fluctualing around the mountains, stops.

    Twistan sees they coming, and opening his window, taking the localyzer off his shoe, and closing the window, and that dream went away.

    Day 3

    By the morning, he looks up at his shoes.

    The localizer's not there.

    He got the shoes to the service to wash, through a hole on the wall, get ready and opens the door to his office to start a common day of work.

    Up his desk, there's a file, one of his pacients is in a very bad moment.

    "Hhm,... it's the one who sees things,... Better see it myself", he keep his thoughts to himself, and go the locked area of the hospital clinic.

    They put the pacient in straight jacket.

    Doctor Hyddeg enters the room, and start to manipulate his blood to get a higher index of Lucidity, with a strong Bloodmagic effect, before starting to speak.

    - What are you seeing? - he starts.
    - A lot of people is going die. I've seen - the pacient explains, his eyes moving uncontrollably.
    - What did you see?
    - The bird of metal,... tonight,... They're gonna see much blood. Much blood will be shed. Bloodshed's about to happen, this is - the pacient's voice's low tone, in fear.
    - Are you going to die?
    - No.
    - Am I going to die?
    - No.
    - Good.

    And so, he squeezes on a corner.

    Doctor Hyddeg gets off the room, and locked it.

    "A war's coming,...", his thought opens his mind, to get prepared.

    Twistan goes his office, and sit very calmly.

    "If this group's gonna cause so much death casualties,...", he starts thinking, "That's why the Artificers, knowing they're be in the centre of all that, was to eliminate them, in first place".

    He got up and turn on the oaffee pot, to warm up his mind.

    Got a cup of oaffee, and back his table.

    "The man with the clock,...", starting again to think about it, "He's a Dealer, the name people give them, as I've seen yesterday, in a type of a super mythology. The target was the skeighta. If they could see he was the target, so maybe they can predict the future. If they predict the future, or make it, they would know there were to be some intervention, and I was the intervention".

    Doctor Hyddeg drinks his oaffee, with a very calm expression on his face.

    "They don't know why I've interjected, because this I myself don't know. Seen the future, they'd know I was going, someone was going to interfere, so as no one knows who would do that, taking myself as example, they're interested in the abilities this person would have. That group cause severe death casualties doesn't bothers me, but the Artificers discovered me. And THIS is a very big problem".

    "I became a target, in this theory", his thoughts conclude.

    So, he looks through the window off his office, and this is a very beautiful day outside. He listen to a bird singing, and remembers to take care of his collection of dead bugs.

    Twistan opens another door, on his office, to see his collection of bugs.

    His office has an entrance door, all natural wooden, a hiden door behind the shelf to his construct, a lavatory door, and two doors on the right (from the entrance), which leads to his bedroom and to his collection of dead bugs and insects, his dearest hobby. The bedroom has two windows, but the bugs has none. It's a bringht day outside, and weather prediction says there will be a regular month now, with no long days, so the second sun have already passed his closer orbit, to come back only in one year or so.

    It's really springtime, now, late springtime, better saying.

    "The Artificers knew, probably, that "someone" would interfere, but not who. This way, they were interested in knowing "who" would interfere. I was the target. Someone with no record, low profile, and with the right mindset to perform any deeds. Why they're interested in me? If they know future, they'd knew I WAS going to get interest in them. Why?", he carefully inspect the stuffed larvae, while thinking.

    His first mind, a common one, was bewitched by the insects.

    "Artificers are ancient entities of power, what would they gain with ME? I deal with blood. Blood is power. And I'm neutral, the same as them. My only side is mine, so this generates interest from both sides in each other. We're both low profile. But no side really needs each other, so why I'd be interested in them?".

    Twistan finish inspecting bugs, and come back his office.

    "What is it they want to create? They do whatever they want WITH reality, and I do whatever I want WITHIN reality, so they need me to create something. With blood, of course. And they need this without any defect, for no other reason they'd look for me? This way, they need someone who can DO something. Something,... without taking sides, probably. It's a Being. A living being", he opened his agenda on the top of his desk.

    - Yes, sir? - says the desk.
    - Music, please. Something which inspire tranquility.

    And a soft song started, harp and flute.

    "Did they wanted to know about my abilities? Maybe not. All they know about me is that I have a wit for taking very fast decisions. Why do they want to create a living being? And ME to do it? Because they're neutral, and cannot interfere, that's what make sense", he thinks while listening to the music.

    Then, Twistán comes to a conclusion.

    "That was a test. And if that was a test, but even if I don't like people testing me, it's going to be another one, but,... this one,... I think will worth it".

    He goes to luch together with the employees, today.

    - I'm fine. It wasn't a big deal. And I don't remember it well. It looks like I steped the water and hit the ground. Nothing to worry about - Twistán says to the staff.

    Doctor Hyddeg also asked for the reports, from the medic officers.

    There are three doctors and seven nurses on the clinic. All people he investigated. Each one with the right mindset to take his orders.

    The nurse man who's sleeping at the bleeding house will send the report tomorrow.

    And by the nightfall, he receives a message.

    ~~ Good evening (it's the house owner). I'm going to travel tomorrow, moving to Tanahta, and I've not sold the house. If you don't buy the house, it's going to be empty,... (but Twistán interrupted, saying: I've said, I have not all the money you're asking for, only 400 thousand. It's the maximum I can offer) Erh,... I suppose we could own the house together. I'll talk to my lawyer. You have 400, and I'm asking for 900. I think it's fair this way. (Twistán: I couldn't help notice you work for the government, and I don't know if I'd be risking you come without any notice, so here's my offer. We become owners together, but you let me know if you're coming two months before you come to Akkoya). That's fair. (So, it's done. Where we can met, or I your lawyer?). Tomorrow my lawyer and broker will both call you to set the deal. I'm sorry I can't go. I work on the administrative area of the Alliance, so there came a sudden change in politics, and many people are moving without prior notice. Not only me. (Oke). Have a nice springtime, and take care. (You too). ~~

    Doctor Hyddeg sent a message to his accountant.

    ~~ I need 400 thousand. Meeting tomorrow. (Meeting time?). 09:00. (Oke).

    And a message to his lawyer, to come by 08:30 at the hospital.

    "I'm going to delay my theory", Twistán thinks, "It's all going to be as it is now, for a while. But that's good to have also a partner at Tanahta, that's really good for the business".

    (At the Bleeding House)

    Twistán went to see his pacient at the bleeding house.

    - You're going to sleep at the suite room - he says to the nurse man.
    - Yes, sir - he responds.
    - And all food will be paid by the hospital.
    - Thanks, sir.

    - And how are you? - he turns to the pacient.
    - I'm fine. I think I'm fine - his wide eyes almost jumping off the orbits.
    - I think that, too. Your family has bought you a very nice place - he looks through the walls, seeing not a lone drop was escaping the walls). Now, I have to go. I have a very busy day (he turns to the nurse).
    - Yes, sir. I'll take care.
    - No excesses, huh? - Twistán asks the pacient.

    The pacient merely smiles.

    His accountant and lawyer came, and the deal was discussed.

    He spends the rest of the day working.

    Day 4

    Doctor Hyddeg woke up in a beautiful day, birds singing, the bloom of the springtime. Everything's red and green, and both moons on the sky.

    Then, he got ready to sing the deal.

    So to buy the house.

    Far, but not exactly far away,...

    Your body is inteligence, you fortitude is for power. Diagnose perception is always awakened, unless he "turns" it off, concentrating. His social is spiritual. Move is imagination, but there are many places you must not go, so keep your mind off that kinda place.

    He knows whose his spirit is, that's not the problem.

    The problem are these prophetic dreams he keeps enjoying, like this one, with huge growing houses, alive, and ready to change the lives of those the living.

    Today, he dreams of a serial killer.

    (End of Session)

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The Horizon (#03-0)

    Helo, and Be welcome.

    This is my adventure Story #03 Solo.

    I had to chose very well a player to play these most hard and tough parts of my fiction, which will most be played during daytime. So, here comes the advice.

    This Story is intended to a mature audience.

    Please, relax and be ready to read a tough Story, in which pain and suffering, dubious events, death and psychological suspense gathers.

    About the Music :: I do not intend any offence to anyone's right, and I do not really own the music I suggest my readers listen during the Story; the suggestion is in honour to the musicians who created those beautiful songs, and I explicitly want to thank you very much.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DfWA4A39vAc&

    Story #03 Solo

    The Phenomenologist (Chapter One)

    Doctor Twistan Hyddeg woke up in the morning, in an usual day. It's friday. The wallclock shows nine o'clock in the morning, and he's inspecting his collection of dead bugs and insects, a breeze enters from the window, a natural wooden window which only can be found in this so rich neighborhood.
    The Hyddeg Hospital's located at the west and south Tol Rim, the biggest city in Akkoya.

    Akkoya's a central world, capital for the ejik races, and member of The Alliance together with the other two sister races, ikka and korochi.

    This is a very common and usual morning Friday at the mountains.

    He passes the day investigating pacient's files. Comparing the stats with other hospital's statistics, to decipher other physicist's methods. By three afternoon, he had to see a pacient who was crying, but the pacient could not say a word on what he was really feeling. So, Doctor Hyddeg ordered the nurse to sedate him, and take blood to make exams to see if he can find the real problem.

    The nurse knows Hyddeg's the best, and he knows he can find very subtle diseases by exams, by every medical and phylosophic methods, things no other doctor can do.

    Well, he knows also that Hyddeg keeps this and other things as secrects of the business.

    To work in Hyddeg's Hospital, you have to become as family. Every three doctor assistants, a woman in special, a very good neural linguist, is second in command. All twelve nurse, men and women, and the ambulance driver, they are all family.

    It has to be this way.

    Hyddeg takes the pacient blood and put into highly expensive devices. They're the most precious technology the empire can offer, and go back to his office.

    Hyddeg's Hospital only take cases when they're lost.

    And then, he receives a call.

    The Horizon (#03-0)

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VRU8jAn6Kjc

    It's a couple, a man speaking and asking him to go their house. He says it's not a practice from the hospital, and who's the pacient. The man says they have a child, but it's not him, so as they could not explain what the problem is, or even what's their urgency, Doctor Hyddeg agree to have a meeting on the next morning. He passed the rest of the day analyzing stats, from Melch Lemetian, and Kora. He sometime later got to a conclusion, the korochi race knows much better than ikkas, how to deal with major demented lost cases. Stats show it all. Races are so distinct, it makes impossible to define everyone's method.

    (Dreaming)

    Twistan dreams with many many places, crying blood from the walls.

    He just can't count how many, and as soon as he tried to do anything counscious on the dreaming, he was in front of a sea wall, and talking with a fish.

    So, he wakes up, and it's six in the morning.

    (Day two)

    At the time of the meeting, nine o'clock, he gathered with the man and woman.

    They look simply disturbed. Paranoid, maybe. The man looks to his wife, who didn't say a word, all the time, and so they explained it's their house.

    The housekeeper's left just yesterday.

    - It's the house. It's bleeding. Bleeding from the walls.

    Doctor Hyddeg listens to them. He says it's not a practice from the hospital, but this is maybe an exception, and he will go and see.

    "Interesting,...", Hyddeg thought in silence.

    Saturday, 14:02, Mountains of Tol Rim

    The house is a small one, well, at least a small house in this area. Mostly houses in here are huge mansions, a huge number of manors, and a few very very old castles. The Zealot Wars destroyed most of the castles on Tol Rim, but some of 'em are still alive.

    Doctor Hyddeg's with a nurseman and the ambulance driver. The driver stays in the car. When entering the house, he notice it's reconstructed from two possible older constructions at the same place.

    There's a garden in the front, and an old tower on the left.

    Doctor Hyddeg takes a picture of it.

    He can see a workshop on the right, by the garage, eight cars, and the house is two floors high. He sees a camera on the highest tree, and no pets.

    - Helo, Doctor - says the man - We're happy you came. Come. This is our son Fyl, he's ten. You probably want to see,so please, this way.

    They went up the staircase on the starting left of the front corridor, to the second floor, and the man's nervous, same way he and his wife were on the meeting.

    - Well. This is it. (says the man). Room number five - and he opens the door, slowly.

    So, the door make a noise opening, to reveal a room covered in blood. From up til down. Every wall's bleeding, and the man swallowed with some disgusting traces on his face. Doctor Hyddeg looked it from out, and started to think how to deal with this, the best way possible. Then, he asks the man to wait down the entrance hall with his family, while he examines it, and sent his nurse with him.

    As soon as they went away, he started to analyze the phenomenon.

    The second floor has twelve rooms. There's a study office in front of each room, except for the first and second, for the first is an internal veranda from which you can see the entrance hall, the tea room on a side, a door the other, and so the entrance door, and the second's the staircase.

    Doctor Hyddeg look at the room, turning his detection on with a thought.

    He sees no magic in there. No signs of rituals. He touches the door, and feels nothing. There's a strong smell of rust, so it's probably blood, really. There's need of oxigen to do it, so it may be a presence, but no presence do this all by itself, he remembers studying this long ago.

    Entering the room, he turns off detection and concentrate in diagramation, and prepares his component to be used, if needed.

    There are drops falling, but furniture's not bleeding.

    Closed the door.

    Stoped by the centre of the room.

    There's no geometric pattern.

    Doctor Hyddeg puts his hand onto the blood, and entered attune state. He immediately sees, once beyond the fog, a large heart upside the room. It has no connection to the house walls. The heart's bleeding, so the blood on the walls are in fact part of a presence. All common phenomenologists would never see it, and presences would keep seen as improbable to every one of 'em, because they can't see this beyond. "Interesting,...", he thinks. He looked to the tower, opening the fog. It's a necropolis, being an old ruin it is. Right oke. The tower's grey blue. He looks to other places looking for blood, and he finds a media room, down the corridor, with blood on the wall, and so he looks to the boy. There's apparently nothing wrong with the boy. He tries to detect the blood and it's ejik, so he gets out of attune and clean the blood off his hands with a lone thought.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fW8cNHnLXeA

    - And? What do you think, Doctor? - says the man - Do we need to move out?
    - It looks like a phenomenon - says the phenomenologist - I don't want to frighten you, but I can't lie to you and I must say I'm curious.

    He waited, to see their reaction.

    Everything may be important, so he asks for a blood test on the boy. The family agree, and the nurse takes it with maximum experience.

    The blood put onto a special sensitive bar, Hyddeg touched it.

    Detection says the boy has a blood deficiency and he's probably become diabetic in ten years. He keeps the information, and let the nurse says the analysis. Normal. It's not the same blood type as the walls, so the family comes to be a bit more easy now. He orders the nurse and he makes intelligence tests with the boy, to reveal he's a very good mathematic type intelligence.

    Hyddeg calls the man to the garden.

    - I'll get the case - says Doctor Hyddeg, observing the man's reaction.
    - Ohe. Thank you, Doctor. What do you think?
    - I don't give conclusions without knowing what it really is. I need you to go to a hotel. Your family will probably agree, and your son looks normal. I need to make some questions to him, and I need your permition. It helps him to answer.
    - Of course. You'll have it.
   - Good. Let's go.

    Back inside, the man explained his son he needed him to answer some questions.

    - Nurse.
    - Yes, Doctor.
    - Take notes on him. I need not what he's saying. I need his reactions.
    - As you wish, Doctor.

    The boy sitted, his family on his sides.

    - What's you name?
    - Fyl.
    - Good, Fyl. I need to ask some questions. Do you understand?
    - Yes.
    - How old are you, Fyl?
    - I'm ten.
    - When was the first time you saw it?
    - I was studying, and so I went to bed and a drop fell on my pillow.
    - And what did you do?
    - I,... got to call my mon.
    - Loud?
    - Yes.
    - When did it happened?
    - One week ago. One week and one day ago.
    - Did someone else saw it?
    - My babysitter, I mean, our housekeeper. She's left yesterday.
    - And where did you sleep the next day?
    - On room eleven.
    - Did you sleep well? Did you had any dream? Tell me.
    - I dreamt I was a fish.
    - Do you like pets?
    - We had a cat, but it died five years ago - "Hmm,... he knows what's to die,...", the Doctor thinks.
    - When and where did it happened the second time?
    - I was studying, and it bled in front of me.
    - So, you felt no fear?
    - No. Well, not the second time.
    - And then, where did you sleep the next day?
    - My parent's room, room twelve.
    - And it was oke?
    - They said it was safe, so I was not worried.
    - Why the housekeeper left?
    - I think,... she was really affraid.
    - Did you know what it all was, or your parents explained to you?
    - No. No one explained. I didn't know what it was.
    - And the third place?
    - It was at the media room. I was seeing a movie, and so I looked back and it was bleeding.
    - Why did you look back?
    - I don't know. I just looked, and runned away.
    - Why?
    - Because it was blood.
    - How did you know?
    - I don't know - he was a bit nervous, notices Hyddeg.
    - Now, Fyl. I need  to ask you not to touch your family, while I make questions. Stay quiet. Oke? (he nodded). Yes. I need you to close your eyes, and describe the third time. Exactly what you saw, step by step. So, now close your eyes, Fyl. Did you felt smoke sign. Any smell?
    - No.
    - Tell what happened.
    - I was,... watching a movie,...
    - What movie?
    - One with a cat. I don't know. I just looked back and runned away.
    - Why did you run?
    - Because it was blood.
    - Why did you look?
    - I don't know,... because I was affraid.
    - Why?
    - I,... was affraid of dying.
    - You can open your eyes, now. Get closer to your parents. Right oka.

    Doctor Hyddeg takes this special case, April 2.056, Akkoya.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?NR=1&v=bf__T33gLu0

    He explained the man he's going to need a databank with all the information which could be necessary to do the investigation. The family moves to a hotel, and by night, Doctor Hyddeg was in charge of the house. The man had give all the house codes, and keys.

    The way back, going to the hospital, Hyddeg asked the nurse what's he noticed.

    - The boy's too concentrated for his age. But as you asked for my personal opinion too, I'll have to say I think he knew what it was before looking to it. Well,... I'm a caretaker, not a doctor.
    - No, no. It's good. You're going to make a comparison with two records I'm going to send you. No, no. Better. You're just going to make a record with this you took note.
    - Yes, Mal-ec.

    Before going the house, Doctor Hyddeg talks with the woman doctor, his sencond in command.

    - I'll let you on the command, Doctor.
    - Yes, Mal-ec. We'll be here, if you need anything.

    (Day Two - Nighttime - Saturday)

    At 17:45, Doctor Hyddeg assumes the house.

    He saw the man, wife and boy leaving their home, at the time dusk came. Night is a step ahead. For a moment, he stays in there, and looks to the house.

    It comes the night.

    The house's a sinister sight, knowing and not what's inside.

    Twistan carries a wheel bag and uses a white coat. He remembers the words he just said the family, "I'll let you know", but he had to say that.

    - Pe-kay. Start to record everything.
    - That will exhaust memory in about five days, master - says the computer, in a serious man's voice.
    - I know. At least, I'll have to be happy for being a doctor and have the best computer the Alliance can make, so thank you. And start recording everything, as I said.
    - Yes, master.

    The house owner said there's not a room he cannot enter, he thinks.

    A somewhat cold breeze passes through the garden.

    By entering the house, he lighted the entrance hall, and went to the tea room and lighted it too. First, accomodations. And he goes upstairs. At the fifth room, he stops. No sound. The room twelve's clean, but a number of pictures, all digital, stant in the study table. He don't need this displays, and turn 'em off. Put the luggage on the bedside, and remembering all he just saw, using diagramation. With the power on, he walked the second floor, to notice the room five study room is just upside the media room, and this is what he knows now.

    Doors one to four, nice places to keep a sick person. Door five, nice place to a single, and terrible place to a couple, and he can imagine why. Nothing on door six. Door seven, all that was good has ended as the day after a party, but there's no nice sensations in there. Doors eight to ten, complete normality. Door eleven, getting out of the stress situation. Door twelve, balanced energy, but it's not the perfect place for a couple, for it involves negative emotion energies.

    At the end of the corridor, the bathroom, normal, and the sideroom, normal.

    He turn off diagramation and goes to the window. So, he sees the suite is built upside a ruin, and goes to the other sideroom with relaxing ambient, to see it's also upside a ruin, so the bathrooms one and two at the suite are all an old ruin, same as the tower.

    - Pe-kay, open a hologram of this second floor - and he explains all he understood to the computer, and asks it to analyze throughout the walls.
    - There is conduit energy on this wall, between here and room eleven. Room five, also. In here, there is the same matter, but more insubstantial, down the bed.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5absmIJN24

    He takes it, and put into a flask.

    - Mark room five as evidence one. Study room five as evidence two. The media room as evidence three. These places where I can find conduit in formation, evidence four. And let's start to look for evidence five.

    There's a pool, seen from the suite, and there are engeneering, math and art books on the shelves, and just to remember only collectors have books.

    He walks outside, at the back and side garden.

    There's a very old tree, a stone wall the same type the tower, and a circle stone garden.

    "I like this stone circle,...", he thinks.

    Gettinf to the stone garden, a circle with rocks, he touched it and imediately saw himself being burnt into a fire, in a similar way monotheists used to burn people who used to do magic. He thought himself screaming magic words, which had no effect.

    He stand up again, and listen to his Pk voice.

    - What happened? Your blood pressure's down. Starting to get back normal, now.
    - Someone being burnt - he says in low tone, the face frowned.

    It's 20:09 now, and he decides not to enter the tower, right now, and he needs to see the office first.

    - Mark the stone circle as evidence five. The tower as evidence seven, and the wall as evidence six. I don't think we're going to need more. Actually maybe,...

    Twistan Hyddeg started to get really happy, at this very moment.

    The stone wall is 13 normeasures wide, in contrast with the 17 normeasures for the tower. He went back the entrance hall, passing down the back entrance to the house, down the sideroom upstairs, and opened the office, to notice a miskarke flying squirrel, stuffed. It had the name of the family founder, Mýlwyèc Teatwýn, year 302, and so this is coming to be a very very interesting investigation. Asking the computer, who has now the databank on the family, the Pk says Mýlwyèc was an astrophysic navigation and old starfleet engeneer, and he has the habit of travelling ruins and old temples. "Very interesting,...", he thinks.

    The new parts of the construction are 150 years old.

    He goes to the tower.

    The tower entrance is at the office, finally found. The old trick of a book giving passage to it,... There's no door, but the self which gives passage moving left ("Northeast", he thinks, "Ryklant? Abbas, maybe"). There are no middle parts on the tower, which should be it's seven floors. It's 21 normeasures high. Trying not to fall, he walks the side staircase up there.

    There's a circlet, where to put a bell at the top and middle.

    And no way to come there.

    He looks down and sees a cat, watching from down. "He'll disapear, if I go down,...", he thinks and ignore the cat, to investigate the place to put a bell. It would have been a huge bell. Bronze, probably. He asks the Pk, and it says the family had a black cat, and it's name was Babbèc (my friend, in Oka). There are 17 windows at the tower, he starts to calculate metaphysics. He looked and the cat disapeared. Right. He gets down, and sees a window at the base, which goes front to the circle stone garden.

    "It's a gear", he thinks in conclusion to all that.

    He stays by the entrace, and enter attune state, to have the feeling this is infinite up and down, so he gets back and close the shelf passage.

    He went to room five, with a bucket, and collected the blood.

    Back to the tower, up there, the blood proved to be the oil to the gear, and he says to the Pk to play the loudest sound he could give of a bell, thirteen chimes. Nothing. "This is not the way to do it", he concluded. So, he gets back and get more blood, goes to the outside walls and start to calculate again. He's pretty sure this is it, but he must calculate precisely.

    Tower, 17 m,... heart, third floor, invisible,... 9 m,... 5 and 9 are together,... secret is heart,... 5 from the room, 6 the stone garden, 11,... room 11,... it comes here by an hour,... tower, 7 floors,... it comes from here, it goes here,... if 9 is here, 8 is the tower diameter,... right,... 17,... so, the wall's connected to the heart, but it's invisible,... it's missing something in the tower,... eight o'clock,... ritual's on 6,... so 4,... so 1,... it's probably activated at eight o'clock,... can't see a day of the week,...

    He levitated the blood and put it to the wall, equally.

    So, walks nine normeasures off the wall.

    Geometric forms started to appear on the wall, so he turned diagramation on. He interpreted the lines, and came to the conclusion all parts must be connected to the portal to open.

    "A Trade Network group would try to destroy this all,... how could they do something like that?" he thought, almost feeling anger.

    He came to the conclusion the house would come alive.

    - How,... - he started - do I do to complete the Ritual? And I'm here to create you, and not to undo the Ritual.

    The wall lines answered all parts of the house must be put together. And if the ritual's done now, the house would be incomplete.

    - How do I complete the Ritual?

    The lines indicate a date, long ago, when the sacrifice has been done, and eight more years are needed to complete the Ritual. The life and diagnose can be activated, and the native family will give the house it's personality, but only do that if the family has the proper desired personality.

    - How do I do the connections within the house?

    The lines indicated a series of sacrifices, of naemons, a mythis legend of animals who played the part of a familiar, a magic animal bounded to the caster.

    - Cats? Cats will do it? The sacrificed cat still stays in the house?

    The lines indicate yes, and they'll become naemons to the house, to protect it.

    - I'm here to activate the Ritual, and I'm not in the Ritual. The other places, I already know they exist, I need to know where they are. I'll do what's needed, and I want knowledge in exchange.

    Music :: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EQ6eHeBrhM

    The lines explained he can learn how to accept a naemon.

    So, the lines disapeared, gradually.

    Doctor Hyddeg stays at the gardens, thinking. Cats are easy. A bell, a large bronze bell, will be much more of a difficult task.

    He goes the tea room, and make tea before going sleep.

    (Day Three)

    Doctor Hyddeg has a dream.

    He dreams being awakened into the house. He sees may people, faceless, into each room he enters, and feels they haven't given a face because the native family hasn't been chosen yet. He remembers a legend. From the old Akkoya's mythology. There was a race of castles, called castlepeople, but he also remembers this is only a legend, a legend that maybe make much more sense now. Also, the spirit race, called naemons. They're another legend, dated back five thousand years in the past, when all naemons died. He knows, as a phenomenologist, this is a huge and very common legend, which goes from galaxy to galaxy, through time and space.

    Then, he wakes up, take a shower, and have breakfast.

    Room 5 is still dripping blood.

    His driver came twenty minutes after he called him, saying he needs to go downtown Tol Rim. While waiting, he searched for blood and houses on the network. Nothing. Lucky him, who knows not all data's stored forever, for the space needed to do that would be so expensive, it would more easy to have a fighter race and start to conquere the whole universe.

    He goes downtown, and buys a cat, with much care, to sound he needs a new friend. He just convinced himself, before doing that.

    The medic in chief passes him all reports, and it's all oke.

    He starts to analyze all his better options amongst his pacients. He has one, he's studying magic resistence, with not much advance, for he's the highest magic resistance level, ejik, male, 29, a perfect psychopath, with dreams of power over the people, wasted in here by his family influence; they pay well. He's a flawless profile. Doctor Hyddeg writes a letter to his family, saying he's much better, and living at the hospital won't do any more good to him, so he needs a normal life, of course with the hospital's help, and family's really needed. He says the house must be near the hospital, to make it easier.

    Also, Hyddeg writes a message to the house owner, saying it's better if they move on to another place. They can still live at that house, but as the family has a child, this can be no good. He added he hope they understand he's only a doctor, and as a doctor I hope all my pacients have the more normal life possible. This is the complete diagnostic, and the honoraries will be sent in another message.

    Now, the most terrible thing, he needs to wait.

    Sometime later, he receives a message, saying "We thank you very much. We decided to sell the house, because our son desearves a normal life. Thank you; Dul Teatwýn", and that's going the right way.

    He went to have his lunch, normally, and that afternoon came the answer.

    "We found a buyer, and we'll buy a better house. Dul Teatwýn", he sent a high honorary for the work, eight thousand credits, and a few hours later, almost night, the confirmation he was waiting for.

    "Helo, Doctor Hyddeg. We bought a house near the hospital. Here's the address. We have not gone to visit yet, but you can have the keys as soon as our agent can give it to you. Could you move my son to the new house, because we're only be able to visit him the next week? Thank you. Duke of Mellaton", and his immediate thought was a very well hidden one.

    "That's very good. That's why the military brought you here, my dear chosen one,... It's very good to know I have a Duke in my hands,...", and he didn't show the smaller reaction to that, as always.

    He just writes a very good answer and sends it.

    Then, he sends a messanger speederbiker to get the keys to the family, and waited, while preparing the pacient with his special blood magic, to make him completely normal for two weeks. He'll need the normal him, to make the house have the perfect personality.

    By dusk, the keys got back to him, and he ordered the nurse to prepare the pacient.

    One hour later, he, the pacient and a catling came to the house.

    He prepared the native occupier, with drugs. Waited until 19:30 to go the wall outside, with blood taken the same way before. Than, followed the instructions on diagramation. He put the pacient to sleep on room eight, for he knows no phenomenologist will look in there, after looking the numbers into the house. Then, he looked to the catling, and with a knife he made the sacrifice. The cat got fire, inside the circle of stone rocks, and he lost physical form, as soon as the sacrifice was complete, vanishing together with the indigo fire. He immediately feels a difference, but had to go room number 5 to notice the house has a slight breath, very calm, like it was sleeping. He made his room twelve, and prepared to sleep, having some tea with cookies.

    (End of Session)

    Some Considerations necessary

    How many more houses as this one are there to be found?

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