The Moon Watchers secrets and mystery

Moon Watchers

As I  sit I feel an overwhelming calm, is this a happy place? I’m not sure. It was once, before the shadows took over. Before the impending darkness and murky gloom. Before the Moon Watchers took over. Are they a cult? They certainly have a following, all standing in the field holding hands.  My mum always told me to trust that voice in my head, my gut instinct. Today it was telling me very loudly to run!

I need peace in life, sanity to rest.  I don’t need the invasion of these people into my space.

Growing up in a quiet Texan town I have few friends. The only friend I trusted was Billie, and now I’m watching her join in with the chanting.  Something feels very wrong here, I know, that inner voice tells me so and it’s often right.  A group of people chanting in a field, staring at the moon.  I just want my tree back, my place.

Picking up my lantern I couldn’t watch them any longer. They arrived random nights to stand in their circle.  I came here often with my thoughts and to be truly alone. It was a few weeks later that things took a dark turn and I found myself needing to really know what they were actually about.

Missing

It was a normal Wednesday, breathing in the cold morning air, my head was racing with its usual barrage of thoughts. Things that I need to do today, things I should have done yesterday.  As I started to feel a vibration on my wrist I knew my phone was ringing.  Now trying to listen despite the traffic around me, I heard my mums voice and I stopped walking.

“Billie is missing”

Changing my walking route I headed straight for the police station and asked for the person who was working on her case.  Very soon a short, prim lady with glasses appeared.  I told her about the Moon Watchers and to please investigate them. She hadn’t heard of them, so I tried to answer her questions and told her my feelings, that something just isn’t right.

Detective Sandie Alison

Having never heard of the Moon Watchers  Sandie was intrigued , checking on the Internet for them she needed to know more. A few hours later she was sat in a hall listening to a man talking about a God who must be praised.  Wow was he really believing in a man in the moon? Surely there was more to this. Why stand in a field and chant?  It was later drinking tea that I overheard people talking.  Billie was not the first ‘Moon Watcher’ to go missing.

I thought of my list of missing persons, were they all on it?  I then heard that Billie had been wanting to leave , but the leader had made her stay.

The leader

James enjoyed the following he had, he also fiercely believed in his God and those that wanted to leave angered him.  Should they be sacrificed? No, but they certainly should be punished.

With a following of fifty people and growing, he was pleased with his work and what he had established. He was aware of followers going missing, but they were not his problem, if they didn’t turn up to their meetings that was their look out, the Gods would sort them out.

Climatologist – Ian Gray

Staring at his computer he was shocked at what he was seeing.  Weather patterns are generally predictable and make sense, but this just didn’t.   He was looking at a field where four times a week the temperature exceeded 20 degrees in the early evening.  How when during the day it was only 10 degrees? On other nights there were minus temperatures, unusual for this time of year.   Looking at the days on his screen, he knew he had to visit the field.

Watching

Back sitting in my tree, I see a man approach. I had noted the Detective with the  Moon Watchers, I’m guessing working undercover.  This was a first though, company while I’m trying to sort out my thoughts. No thoughts being sorted tonight.

Seeing the opportunity for answers the man introduced himself. I was grateful that this cult was now being investigated but was not expecting this man’s conclusions.  Having never stood in the chanting circle I had never experienced the heat.  I told him about Billie and pointed out the Detective.  Ian said he would follow this up with her later but he strongly expected supernatural activity.

“What like a man in the moon?”

“No but the leader is harnessing something and generating heat with the chanting.  Never go into this field at night, I fear it could be dangerous.  Your friend might be in a whole different place. It could be that the leader is unaware of the heat energy he is creating, or maybe whoever he believes they are chanting to is angry when it’s silent so creates the ice cold atmosphere.

I felt actual pain in my stomach, like I had been hit by a truck, if this was true and Billie had been swept to a different place, how would I see my friend again?

The Pub

Sat in the Dog and Duck, Ian explained his theories with Detective Alison and myself, we somehow needed to stop James and his followers from chanting. Then follow the climate graphs for a few weeks.  Asking another officer to go in and break up the cult, James reluctantly knew he had to stop or be arrested,

Billie

Wondering if James and his theories were legitimate, she had decided to visit the field alone.  If the teaching was true then this field was special.  The evening had been warm but approaching the chanting place she was shivering.  She was usually sweating. Sitting down she closed her eyes and then she felt it. Something pulling her and sucking her in to somewhere.  Opening her eyes she saw others and now daylight. She had no way to go back and then recognised a lady staring straight at her.

“Billie there is no way back, unless the Moon Watchers  stop chanting, we are stuck here.

“So there is a God?”

“There is something, but I don’t know why it needs us here”.

 

It was weeks later when the lady, Lucy, nudged Billie, pointed and said,

“Home”

A window had appeared and I could see the field.  Gratefully I took Lucy’s hand and we stepped through it.  A gathering stood there, there were quite a few of us that had been missing.

Conclusions

Sat in my tree as I did most nights, I saw Billie appear with another lady.  Ian had advised that the temperatures in the field was now consistent. The generated energy was no more.  I couldn’t truly understand where she had been but I was pleased to see my friend back, shouting loudly I was excited to see her turn around and run towards me.

“Jo it’s you, you in your tree, I don’t know where I was, but I’m back”.  We hugged and danced and cried.

A little later  I explained about the Moon Watchers and the heat and Climatologist Ian Grey.  Billie knew that she had to meet him and Detective Alison. They had helped her home, but so many unanswered questions about James and his cult and whether he knew what he was doing. Also where had Billie and the others been? We could only debate it  but I know I’m never entering that field again. Entity or no entity, I’m happy relaxing with my thoughts in my tree and that’s as far as I will go.

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