The Druid Elder calls back his magical objects

I am in a car with my uncle. He is driving, and its a nice new mercedes. He is not being careful and crashes it into a tree by a bridge over the river. There is a very steep bank and there is a sewage pipe coming out into the river at this point. The mercedes starts slipping down the bank and we have to escape out of the car before it slips all the way down to the river. 


We manage to get out of the car in time, and the weight taken off by us getting out stops the car being lost in the river. The emergency people will soon be on their way. The problem is that we have not bought this car, we were just test driving it. We will be in trouble.


We hear sirens in the distance, and we are a bit worried to stick around, so we go off into the woods to hide and get away from getting into trouble with the person who owned the car.

But instead of the emergency services turning up, but something is not right. The Military are here. We are watching from the edge of the woods, and we can hear them talking to one another... This crash has started a rebellion. This car was a special car that was part of the magic that was keeping people asleep and now the spell has been partly broken. We learn (me and my uncle) that we have played a vital part in rebellion against the powers that be. 

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I'm now at the dance. It late, infact the early hours of the morning. Many people have come and gone, many glasses filled and emptied. After nearly everyone has left, a few scragerlers, the dregs of the party crew, all females, put on some dancy records, and begin a strange dance, like a contact improvisation dance, and they dance like witches in some strange twisted, almost orgiastic kind of way. This looks fun! I join in, and for the first time all night I am really enjoying myself.

Sadly the dance is brought abruptly to a close, because the dawn has come and the music must end. I come out onto the street and the military have moved into the city, and are marching through the streets with a air of fear around them. They are looking for any suspicious looking behavior and are trying to discipline people and put fear into them.

I am in Sheffield now, and I am moving down into the city from hillsbrough along a secret, less traveled root into the city center. I need to get into the center without being seen. Its vital that I do this. I meet Mat Lipscome. He knows all about the accident; the crashed car. The police are looking for us now, as they want to arrest us. We walk right towards them but because of our directness, they think we must be someone else and pass us by..

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I bump into a group of rebels who are forming a grand plan, and tell people about the celtic god Bran, and the celitic goddess Brigit, and all the others who's names begin with Br... because they need to know about them. They write it all down. This is more information that has been kept secret.


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Now the city is on the move,  now there is unrest, and the secret is out: until recently, everyone has been kept in sleep because the Druid Elder's magical golden objects were stolen along time ago, and kept locked away and secret from the people. The magical golden objects hold the power of the land in them and who ever has them and knows about them holds the power of the land.  The Druid Elder has been at the center of a pagan rebel movement and has kept himself secret from the powers that be by using invisibility spells. He wants his magical objects back, as he is the true owner of them and he is calling them. He has been educating people and raising awareness about his magical objects. Now the unrest is growing to a critical mass and the perpetrators of the crime are worried and taking all action they can to prevent any rebellion.


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We saw them doing a practice firing line at us, to scare us into compliance. One ladies little
girl got injured, and a "shame on you, shame on you.." chant started up by the pagan crowds protesting. I walk throught the millitary lines, accusing and shaming those who were the Generals leading the military operations. Now they r after me. But I get away amongst the crowds and now the unrest really begins.

The Druid elder starts to cast his magic spells. Because he is connected to the magic objects and treasures that have been plundered, he knows the right words to talk to them and starts calling them out of the earth. He is accompanied in his spells by a host of didgeridoo players playing in sync, which makes the ground rumble and tremble.

As he invokes his magic all of the military come out of the ground, and from their secret hiding places, they know what's going to happen. This is something that can't be avoided. They are gong to fight if they are ordered to. It could be quite a blood shed.

He now takes the center stage and makes his speech for all to hear, and as he does so, he calls the spirits of the place and the spirits in the magical objects to come to him, and the main central building of the town, the parliamentary building under which the magical objects have been kept in secret hiding, starts to shake and crumble, as if an earthquake were just starting to happen....