had found the pain too much to bear. On the very same night he had taken a deadly cocktail of pills and never woken up. He had done so in the hope that he would be with them on the other side. To this day he is still searching for his beloved and his newly born son. He had roamed the astral planes for years, searching and searching for his two loves when he came across Clara. She had been visiting the astral plane but had come across a soul snatcher. These creatures had scissors made from the rock of Agartha which could cut the cord between a person and its travelling spirit. He knew she would be dead and used for food if he didn't act fast. So he hurtled towards the soul snatcher, which in its very nature is a cowardly being. It is small and gray in colour. The yellow eyes bulge from tentacle like protrusions on its head, It preys on the defenceless. Joseph rose up to three times his height and projected flames from his mouth. He didn't know if the soul snatcher would be feared of flames or not but it did the trick. The little monster dropped the scissors and fled, probably back to Agartha. He then advised Clara of the dangers of astral travelling and that if she ever wanted to visit his planes again, to seek him out and he would be her spirit guide whenever she ventured there again.
He was true to his word; he looked after Clara just as he would look after his beloved Annabelle if ever he found her. He always warned her of any coming dangers or major happenings on the astral plane. He could not have known what was going to happen on the night of Valerie's death as his senses were now finely tuned to the astral world and not of the earthly world... But this night he was roaming the astral plane, still in wonder after a hundred years at the many strange and weird spectacles before him. Although he presumed he was now one of them, when the sky above and around him changed from a deep purple to an empty black. There was nothing before him. The sky was gone and in its place was just emptiness. Then came the sound, the sound was that of an insane beast cackling and it was heard throughout the planes...the creatures that inhabited the planes stood stock still, fear injected into their hearts much like his own . What was this sound and where was it coming from? The very ethereal ground beneath his shadowy form reverberated with each cackle. It was a sound that would rip your very soul in two. Lightning began to flash up ahead, he could see clouds turn to red and explode in defiance of the noise itself. There were tears in the sky and it seemed like the very fabric between the two worlds was weakening. There were drops of the liquidy substance that they walked upon in the astral plane breaking free and falling upwards to actually fall out of the sky. And then it began to rain, something which has never happened in the astral plane, it was coming from the tear in the sky. The creatures all around him began to run, fly or aimlessly scuttle away from whatever was coming... for something terrible was definitely coming.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was a big old house and Clara had been rattling round inside on her own since Clara’s husband “Stanley” had passed away of stomach cancer over five years ago and yet sometimes she could still feel his presence in the house. Clara had tried on many occasions to contact her deceased husband and even searched for him on the astral planes but she never once got the slight hint that he had waited around to see her. She felt cheated at this as he knew what she did for a living and he knew that she would come looking for him. But then there were days when she worried for his soul as, what if he wasn’t able to contact her? What if he was being kept from contacting her?
He was true to his word; he looked after Clara just as he would look after his beloved Annabelle if ever he found her. He always warned her of any coming dangers or major happenings on the astral plane. He could not have known what was going to happen on the night of Valerie's death as his senses were now finely tuned to the astral world and not of the earthly world... But this night he was roaming the astral plane, still in wonder after a hundred years at the many strange and weird spectacles before him. Although he presumed he was now one of them, when the sky above and around him changed from a deep purple to an empty black. There was nothing before him. The sky was gone and in its place was just emptiness. Then came the sound, the sound was that of an insane beast cackling and it was heard throughout the planes...the creatures that inhabited the planes stood stock still, fear injected into their hearts much like his own . What was this sound and where was it coming from? The very ethereal ground beneath his shadowy form reverberated with each cackle. It was a sound that would rip your very soul in two. Lightning began to flash up ahead, he could see clouds turn to red and explode in defiance of the noise itself. There were tears in the sky and it seemed like the very fabric between the two worlds was weakening. There were drops of the liquidy substance that they walked upon in the astral plane breaking free and falling upwards to actually fall out of the sky. And then it began to rain, something which has never happened in the astral plane, it was coming from the tear in the sky. The creatures all around him began to run, fly or aimlessly scuttle away from whatever was coming... for something terrible was definitely coming.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
It was a big old house and Clara had been rattling round inside on her own since Clara’s husband “Stanley” had passed away of stomach cancer over five years ago and yet sometimes she could still feel his presence in the house. Clara had tried on many occasions to contact her deceased husband and even searched for him on the astral planes but she never once got the slight hint that he had waited around to see her. She felt cheated at this as he knew what she did for a living and he knew that she would come looking for him. But then there were days when she worried for his soul as, what if he wasn’t able to contact her? What if he was being kept from contacting her?
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