We have stumbled upon a ritual...

I am exploring this old sacred ruin, an Egyptian pyramid.

There are groups of people looking for gold in the rocks. Some people are finding quite large amounts hidden in cracks between the rocks. This one boy shows me a handful of unrefined gold he got quite easily just with a hammer.

I explore the rocks myself and soon I find a place where there are these big lumps of gold hidden underneath the steps of the temple.

It feels a bit wrong to take them, but then there are lots more. And the gold is soft and pulls off in lumps in my hand.

An official sees me and wants to metal detect me because he suspects that I am stealing. I have to confess and I take the lumps out of my pocket. My conscience forces me to take all of them out.

When the officials analyse the gold I have taken, they show that it has actually been carved into little sculptures. They say that just one piece would be worth thousands of pounds. One of the pieces I squeezed into a tube of gold because I really wanted to keep it.

How I am go back with it is beyond me. Surely I will be found.

I am driving around in a car, with friends around Sheffield. We take an off road route, and it leads through the park.

I have a kite and it gets caught up in a tree. My mum is with me. This tree has other spiritual energies around it. We have stumbled upon a ritual. I get so caught up in it that we agree that I have to join this group and connect with them. My family leave me. I meet the organiser of this ritual. He looks like a wizard. There are quite allot of young people. They are into war craft. They have all these models.

I walk into the woods and there are spooky noises going on. People are trying to scare one another.