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E.T.: The Burning Inner Sun that is Lucifer's Clock - Chapter 7

Posted by CatScraps, 27 January 2011 · 85 views

Chapter 7

At this time it would be useful to more closely examine the geological anomalies surrounding Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. Beginning in early 2012, scientists began observing a magnetic field coming up from the Susquehanna River and branching outward into the city. Over the years the force has steadily increased and more recently has taken on an eerie, almost humanlike quirkiness about how and when it manifests itself. Scientists are still divided on exactly what the cause is, some attributing it to the gradual slowing of the earth’s rotation, others blaming global warming or pollution.

“Our floating City Island has beat out the capital building as Harrisburg’s number 1 tourist attraction,” boasts Mayor Elaine Walsh. “Visitors come from all over to marvel at the 8th Wonder of the World. We are blessed to have such a magnificent gift from God.”

Mayor Walsh isn’t the only one to turn to religion for answers.

“I’m not the only one who thinks this way; with all those politicians jumping off of buildings, God must’ve have gotten fed up it with – I sure as hell am,” commented resident Peter Graham, aged 77. It is an odd coincidence that the magnetic field mirrored the increasing suicide rate. By the time the forces began creeping into the city, some 40 or so suicides via jumping had occurred within 3 months’ time, most of them politicians accused of theft. Some have gone so far as to “tempt” the forces that be, throwing themselves off of buildings for fun, only to be saved at the last moment. A common joke among politicians is that it’s impossible to kill yourself in Harrisburg anymore, advising colleagues to try their luck jumping off of buildings in Scranton.

The state debt is the main reason for allowing the E.T. crew to wreak havoc throughout the city. “The aliens have landed,” deadpanned a state worker who was too busy to tell us his name. He tripped over sleeping, vomit covered student filmmakers as he walked into his office Tuesday morning. Director Bruce McCulloch was spotted wearing sunglasses and smoking marijuana in a rented out judge’s chambers.

“This whole thing is like an awakening. Wake up Harrisburg! Jesus loves you! The character of E.T. will crystallize as we go along. It isn’t up to me, anyway, it’s up to the people. Is E.T. a physical being? Is E.T. some sort of transcendental awareness? I don’t know yet, I haven’t given it much thought. There’s a lot of feelings that need to be captured, and the medium of film makes it quite difficult. Goddammit doesn’t anyone have a working headslot?!”

As for Tom and Chris they’re still sleeping. Most likely they’ll be hung over when they wake this evening. There’s no agenda. There’s no movie. There’s nothing here but pleasure. Endless pleasure and endless diversion. Give them a few weeks before they realize where they really are. And you know McCulloch is winking somewhere behind those sunglasses.




May 2012

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