ďGood Nights Await TranscriptĒ
In the beginning, Ricky woke up in the back of Ericís taxi. It was raining that evening.
Upon that meeting, Ricky was told Eric also worked as a grave digger. One second. Iíve found a better way to get out of this grave quicker.
It is I, on the look-out for Constantine. Was told in a note, to just head towards Trickful Woods.
A little pain, feeling like Iíve got left half a brain. The reporters van I saw, being followed by a police car.
I donít think much to this tiny torch.
Once inside the trees, I was instructed to walk for five-minutes. Assured, that I was someone he can get.
What year am I in? I just remember two-thousand-and-ten, nurses and doctors in hospital, over my bed and talking about death.
Ripped some daisy plant up. Cracking of sticks in the distance. I need my answers.
A man in a black suit appeared; ďIím hoping there isnít going to be a police helicopter, circling the woods. Someone reported some suspicious activity in the graveyard. Have you still got the note on you?Ē
I looked in my pockets, and said no. ďI only hope itís blew away into a drain,Ē he said, emptying a few things out of his bag. ďWeíre going to have to get that face bandaged up, and some sunglasses to hide your eyes. I shall be appointed your carer, and no-one should stop to question a priest.Ē
I was dressed. Shoes put on my feet, wrapped up in a winter jacket.
It was twenty-past-three, when we both walked into the hotels reception. The receptionist got told I was left partly blind, from a car accident.
In the elevator, memories had started to fill my head of the Shoemakers Tavern.
I was told not to switch on the tv, but until Iím not alone, Iíve got pen, paper, and Iíve managed to find the remote.
ďThrough your life while you con your way, Paul wants to hear it. I do believe I saw someone coming back, from beyond the grave...No I donít think someone has just dug up the grave, and took the body. There was something heading towards the woods... Detective Logitskill, what do you have to say on this matter?...The only evidence we have at the moment, is a small note. I canít report whether or not a body has gone missing, but an investigation is underway near the Trickful Wood area...Ē
Itís nearly quarter-past-four. Constantine walked through the door, and began to talk.
ďEating two painkillers, with some Marmite toast, not really telling them about the night before. Itís been a rocky ten-years, for sure. Really regretting I know, that you left all them belongings in the old house. They will always try and hide the curse, of Heartenfelt Town. Every year, the coffin unearthed and a legend still, they cry upónot feasting, like I should every five-years, just leaving without a good diet. Reemiss and his art around the Deep Underground halls, it is terrible. He still hasnít got the mansion with dancing fountains. Lost in court or prison, itís hours you canít be counting, because your statements match the history. Remind all prophets, that they were false, because through-out the whole Good Nights Await transcript, I was in Lawrence Spiralís office.Ē
I asked him how I managed to return. ďYouíre asking the wrong question.Ē
He pulled a seat out from underneath the table; sat down, began to roll a cigarette from his tin, and then began to say ďWhen you come back, they say you arenít gonna be armed. Only got a bow, being Walter Sparrow. If you write a hundred-and-nineteen letters in twenty-three seconds, you might just be able to hold an arrow.Ē
^ This is from ďThe Ghostly BibleĒ set of poems, in my diary.