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FILE 024: THE STONE CIRCLE
The Angel ring is gone. I'm sat on my laptop in the car. The rain is running down the windows. It's hammering it down actually. And it's still cold. But...I have what I need. And I'm going to need a moment to think about what I've just been told.
I guess when I came to the stone circle, I didn't expect to actual see them. To actually witness an honest to God Angel. But...yeah. That's how I interpreted her at least. She was very careful not to advertise herself as an Angel.
It started as a vibration underneath my feet. I could barely hear anything. It almost felt as if the world had been sealed inside its own little bubble. A bubble that contained just me and the stones.
How can I describe the circle? It wasn't like stone henge or anything. This felt, in a way, much more ancient. It was nestled in a dip in the ground. Not big enough to be a valley. More like a giant hand had punched into the ground. And scattered around the edge were large, misshapen stones. They looked like they'd been dropped from a great height and had buried themselves in the earth.
I was aware, around about the time of the vibrations, that it had gotten warmer. Steam had risen from the stones, melting the thin layer of frost that had coated them overnight. I'd had to shield my eyes. The stones had become translucent, white-hot light flaring and burning from within them. I could barely keep on my feet.
I must have passed out, because when I awoke, she was standing in front of me. A woman with long blonde hair - a little like my own - with her hair swept back across her face. She wore greying-white robes and sandals on her feet. A grey cloud had skittered across the morning soon and cast her in shadow so all I could see was the silver flecks in her chrome-coloured eyes.
She introduced herself as Tempestia.
I know what you're thinking - what happened to Roper? What about the Electric Woman? How does this tie into the file about Hell. I'm getting there, I promise. But at this moment...at this moment I need to explain this to you, because just now I've finally found how I canget my daughter back.
And yet, as I sit here in my car, laptop in front of me, rain pounding against the windscreen, I consider everything I learnt with Roper. The truth that we uncovered. This laptop...this technology. All of this... It scarcely seems to matter now in the grand scheme of things. Because right now all I need to do is get to my Eleanor.
What did the Angel say to me when I handed her the ring? Well, that's for another day. Next time I need to take you back to what Roper and myself discovered.... about myself!
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