The Chronicles of ShadowMyth: Mass Transference

My fifteenth year was filled with quite a few mile markers. One of the most interesting occurred one night when the moon was full, and the summer air was still warm. I had joined my best friend’s family, and their friends, for an evening of partying at the lake. I think I had gotten two beers down, before I found myself wandering off with one of their friend’s son. I do not remember his name to be honest, I’ll just refer to him as Paul. Paul was pretty hot, and I was pretty horny, so it seemed a really good idea at the time.

We found an isolated spot on the side of a hill overlooking the lake, and began to make out. I was really enjoying myself, when suddenly, Paul pushed me away, and said “Oh my god, there’s my dad! He is going to KILL me, if he sees me with you!” I really knew nothing about his dad at this point, but was to discover later, there was genuine reasoning behind his fears. He actually looked scared, and was looking all around us for some method of escape, that would not draw his father’s attention to us. Here we stood on a semi barren hillside, with nothing more than low lying brush to hide our presence. His father was down on the beach, walking toward our general direction. There was no way I realized, that we could escape his detection by walking out of there.

The situation all seemed so unreal! It must have been the full moon and the beer, but everything turned suddenly dreamy. I looked down toward the beach, and my vision fixated on a tall beam, that was held up by two stainless steel posts; it was used to hang fish. Looking back, I have no clue why this was the first thing that came into my mind at that moment, but I thought “I wish I was there.” and eyed the beam down below.

Suddenly, I was really there, standing about 12 feet from the ground, on a wooden beam. I was looking down in front of me, and could see Paul’s father approaching. Before I could even figure out what I was going to do next, he looked up, and saw me standing there.

“WHAT are you doing up there?” he asked me. I could hear the hostility in his voice. Obviously this man did not like me.

“I, uh, I don’t know.” I replied. I really didn’t know, what was I going to say?

“Well get down from there right now!” He barked.

I looked down, wow, it was a tall jump! The dreamy thing was still going on. I thought that maybe if I just visualized it was only about 6 inches down, it really would be! So, I imagined only a six inch drop, and jumped. Almost instantly, I found myself standing on the beach below. “Wow, that was cool”, I thought, “not even much impact!” I said something to his father, and headed back up the hill, toward our group.

It would not be until 4 years later, that I was to discover the truth about Paul’s father. He and my best friend’s dad, both worked for military intelligence. It was a local project, using unsuspecting citizens as guinea pigs, in a mind control project. That fateful night brought me unfortunately to their attention, and my life was to never be the same again. But that my friends, is another story.

[tags]mass transference, paranormal, psychic powers, government corruption, military intelligence, undercover operations, human guinea pigs, full moon, beer, mythos, personal mythos, myth, shadowmyth, lockergnome, [/tags]