The witching hour

THE WITCHING HOUR

My name is Phillip Richter. I am that Investigator everyone hates. All in your business type of guy. Not my problem. What is my problem is chasing the truth. No matter how Mundane, the Truth. Let’s Talk about this society of witches and warlocks that rule the earth now. Me and Frederick are the resistance against these evil life draining creatures. How did they come to power you ask? It all started summer of 1982 with “project EGGO”. Yes you heard me correct. These sleazy old hags can only keep their Beauty on the souls of children.

So what is “project EGGO?” I will tell you the beginning then. It was a Monday and my buddy Steven just got new toy from HE-MAN. We watched the commercials everyday at 3:30 after school. All the new toys out but the cool commercials were the candy and snacks!

“ Hey billy leggo my eggo!” Eggo waffles at your local grocery store.

That’s what the ad said. When we saw this we immediately went to our Mom and Dads screaming. “Can we get the Leggos!” We were hooked those things were delicious! Little did we know they were a portal for the witches. Lets continue….

The new He-Man character Steven got. The Dark dimension one. Skeletor had trapped He- Man in the dark dimension so the dark version was released, Rare toy and Steven had it! The witches had to get the children to choose. Free will is a bitch, greed and lust are bigger bitches.

Im telling this story to you as a “John Connor” resistance style story. If your reading this we are the last hope for the world and the worlds children. You, me, anyone reading or maybe if this is on audiobook hearing this have to stand and fight these vile creatures.

Back to it, Stephen had gotten the evil He-Man. You are asking yourself what does He-Man, Eggos, Cartoons, and a resistance got to do with anything. Fucking look around in 1982 the world was a different time! No witches, No evil, only innocence and Nintendo! Now the world is just a slavery scene. We gotta stand up without us they will die and fade away. There was a time the witches hid in the dark corners. We have to send them back. Stop them from using us to breed their souls and feeding on our children. I will continue you’ll see we can win this war.

Stephen was a chubby kid they love that plenty of meat on the bones to put into their brew. Steven was my best friend and he never deserved what they did to him. We must ignite the flame of freedom. O’lady liberty, like the 13 colonies, we gotta do it again! Instead of the king of England our time brings us to the warlocks and witches.

So Stephen ran to my house to show me, problem is he never made it. Weeks passed no Stephen. He became like so many from 1982, back of a milk carton. I knew he had to be alive but I was wrong he was a witches brew. Well I began to investigate his disappearance and the more I obsessed the less I watched and was subliminally taken over. I moved away from the lust for toys and quit watching the commercials. My eyes began to see their true nature.

I began to see a pattern. The kids that got the dark toys were weak to the evil becoming susceptible to being a milk carton child. I decided to confide in professor Billings, big mistake.

I thought professor Billings was a cool teacher I was mistaken. He was young and cool. Now I know why, witches brew. I felt I could trust him. What I didn’t realize was the witches and warlocks were everywhere. They were as old as time itself. They have been feeding and growing under the skin of the world. Like a poison ivy rash. You don’t realize you have it till its too late and your body is covered in its terrible itch that cannot be stopped till its overtaken the entire body.

Professor Billings was the attractive ivy leaf. Like so many of them building the spread till the world was covered. They basically began their control in 1982. They were spreading their message and numbers till now. Now we are slaves to their rule. To produce more children for their brew. To be fed on by these evil creatures.

Well for me Stephen was my first tip to there sinister takeover. If they would have listened to me back in 1982 we could have stopped them. Who believes a kid saying witches are taking over the world? Now they know.

“STOP THE PRESS!” Where is this going?? Are you not listening again?? The witches and warlocks rule the world. We gotta stop their rule! They force humans to breed their fuel (children) build their technologies, and whatever other needs they have.

Its like a butcher serving up steaks. “Honey can you get me a 12 year old for dinner tonight?” Said the warlock.

Now how did this Happen? Thats where I’m going with this story. TIK TOK the clock is ticking. On with it.

As I looked in Stephens room I saw something the police missed. Their was nail marks inside the tv monitor. I decided to tell professor Billings. He was done with class at 3:30 so I ditched in to tell him about what I discovered.

“Proffesor remember Stephen?” I said.

“ Yes Phillip what a tragedy.” He responded.

“ He was not abducted like everyone else thinks.” I said.

“ What do you mean Phillip?” He said in a weird tone.

“ I found something weird in his TV.” I said.

“ I’m listening.” He replied

Ok somethings up I thought. I just said some weird shit, thats his reply? He was in on it. I decided to lie.

“ Yea it had a princess sticker on it.” I lied.

“ Phillip you shouldn’t joke on this.” He said

“ I know, I am sorry.” I said.

Whew, dodged a bullet and I ran off. He knew, I had to act fast. I waited for him to leave and followed him. He left class and headed to the TV station headquarters. This is odd I thought then. Now I know why. Its where they pumped their subliminal signal from.

This is where my life changed to the present man. The leader of the witches resistance. Then my parents showed up? They were part of it too? I couldn’t go back home again. Where and what was the TV signal going? What was I too do. I went to the police station they laughed.

I followed them they went to the Eggo Factory. What did the eggos have to do with this? I would soon discover their entire operation.

“ The kid knows.” I could hear the professor say.

“ Kill him. No better yet get him and we will put it in her Brew.” Another man said.

“ OK.” Said Billings

(He drove to my house next, fuck.)

“ You’re sons catching on handle him. Bring him for her brew.” Said the professor.

Ok, where or what had they done to Stephen? Who were these people? The TV station, Portal in TV, feed me to her? Something big was happening. I was going to get to the truth.

I snuck into my room when they all left and grabbed cloths and my fathers stash cash. I could never return. Hopefully Frederick was still himself.

“ Frederick!” I yelled into his window.

“ Phillip, What the hell?” He said

“ Hey get dressed gotta show you something.” I said

“ Whatever Phillip I am going back to studying. I got tests all week!” He said.

“ Get up and come on! Its important!” I yelled.

“ OK,OK.” He said

Lets fast forward to 1993. Me and Frederick were the resistance forming now. Once I showed him everything he joined me. We figured it all out about their operations. Too late though. In the 80s it was toys and food to suck in the children, 90s MTV and 90210, 2000s internet and porn hub. Always drawing the darker ones for the brew. Now it was all dark too easy for the witches.

They used to use spells and incantations. Now they fed off the greed and lust. All the kids fell right into their sinister plans. They controlled everything now governments, the population, the media. Humans never knew the ivy leaf had won.

I am the resistance our numbers are growing. Time to wake the world up and drive a dagger into her heart. Hope this finds you and you join the resistance. Tik Tok we are running out of time. Phillip Richter out!