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The War Plan written @ 12:31 PM on July 17, 2003 Last night, Jess, Christine, and I made some breakthroughs with the wretched paranormal activity that is going on in the house. And "wretched" is a word that puts it lightly. But "wretched" pretty much sums up how I feel about the situation at the moment, seeing as how a ghost or two had succeeded in taking ectoplasmic form. The mission for today is to get pictures of the house. As of last night, there were 16 people in the house. Add one who follows Christine and the three that took to Casey, and voila-- 20 ghosts. I don't trust The Witch in the house. She's the one who's been doing all the friggin' humming and the one who's had the nerve to cross the threshold in my room AND the one that Dolan had drawn his sword against. Fucking crazy bitch. I wasn't about to spend the night in the house, things got so bad, so I hitched a ride to Christine's place. I couldn't work up the gall to sleep in my room one more time with The Witch boaring holes into my flesh every moment. Jess has me convinced she has the strength to take true apparition form; I believe it. I was reading her presence as if she was a living mortal last night. I couldn't stay in my room. If I wasn't scared before, I'm tweaking out now. The energy flow in the house has totally fucked with my mojo, and now I don't know what's up or down anymore. The presence of that demon also makes this a game beyond my league. All morning I've been devising a plan of attack so I can at least reach a level or co-habitation with the spirits. One: I'm going to lay down some ground rules for all parties in the house and call a truce-- as long as they abide by my very fair wishes. Two: I know The Witch and the crow are not about to comply with the rules, so I'm busting out my big guns: I'm casting circles around my bed, making charms and/or hexes, locating Aunt Eva's rosary beads, and pretty much making a full conversion into my kitchen witch state. The crazy bitch isn't heeding Dolan, so I'm arming myself psychically in addition to sticking by my angel. I'm anticipating a full apparition state from her. Three: I'm making contact with the six good spirits in the house and having a discussion about the situation. Four: If none of the above works, I'm going to put in an e-mail to squirrelx for outside advice. Casey, if you could call me maybe and update me as to how conditions are at your house, I'd appreciate it. If this keeps up, I'm ready to put in a call to your exorcist; it's apparent at this point that they don't have any intensions to leave anytime soon. Jessica, we identified one more spirit that's on our side, one we already knew of. It's the Chippewa woman from Deb's trance. She's in league with "Bridget." There might also be another young girl, the Irish one. Please verify if you get the chance. I'm planning on staying at my house tonight depending on how conditions are by the time I go to sleep. I do plan to get a disposable camera, although at this point we really don't need it to see them physically. Goddamn! I hate this!
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