the blueshifters, parts 1 + 2 (Complete!)

The Pit (episode 14)

(episode 4 of series 2)

"Quantum existence" he has called it. A term foreign to me and to many men who study the natural world and the sciences. And yet, I believe what he says to be true. he says his people are beings that do not exist in the same way that the human being exists until they are observed. but then how do they relate to one another, or interact and build societies? he explained it that the explanation is the only way a human mind would comprehend their existence in this dimension they are from. I have thought on the matter, as I have no laboratory nor away to conduct experiments, and the being who conversed with me is gone and has not reappeared in some time, and i believe that they are semi-quantum beings - this quantum is a queer word, and they want to exist in our world. They once existed here as beings very much like us and it was said, had evolved to the position they are in now. it would seem they are unhappy as they are now. They evolved toward a point through the use of odd technologies to a state where they would be seen as angels or demons, but they seem to have come to hate their higher ordered existence.

And the machines! They have created these insidious devices to infiltrate the human population. There are times i think the whole world has gone mad. perhaps now i see a connection. This one being who found me and looked, walked and spoke as well as any country gentleman here, is he benevolent? Or a malevolent being? I did not feel any sense of dread or fear as I have with some people. but yet, as the Scriptures say: "Satan keeps transforming himself into an angel of Light". . . how much more so would his disciples, human or otherwise do the same? I wonder. . .

He'd guessed that this journal was written some time in the late eighteenth century. Jack pondered the writings in his mind, over and over again. he wasn't used to such thinking. he was more of a "think-on-your-feet- kind of man. But this journal had some fascinating things revealed in it. They would need to meet and simply discuss the journal, and soon. The writer was unknown but Andrew had kept this book hidden, rescued it from a trash bin at a con and this book might very well hold the key to defeating these redshifters. What surprised and excited him even more was that there were also drawings in this journal and among them was a drawing, crude thought it was, of the same symbol Dan had described at their last meeting, the ringed planet with out-sized rings. Andrew allowed him to come to t bookstore on an odd and very early Monday morning, to study it on his own again. Andrew wouldn't let anyone remove it from the room in the store. Jack would try to convince him again, as he wanted to study it at home. But right now it was time to do some investigating on his own. He wondered what Dan and Mary and Trillion were up to. They really should call more often, he thought. We need to keep up with each other. Jack decided that he would do just that after his own private investigation. He had a few friends he wanted to quizz about the symbol. See if anything turned up.

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When he needed information, Jack went old school. Years ago when he was still in high school he would turn on a red light and shine it in his bedroom window when he wanted to talk to Frankie or if he wanted Frankie to show him around town. Franki Valon was a mysterious guy who knew a lot of people in the underground. he'd met Frankie at a kegger when he was fifteen. Jack had often hung out with people much older than himself. The underground consisted of all sorts of characters, some weird, some dangerous, all on the underside of society, that seemed to come out of the night and fade away at dawn. They lived in a whole different world and existed it seemed in a different time and and space. Parties in the underground, if one were invited which was a feat unto itself, were legendary. Some so much so that those poor people who were naive and didn't understand the rules never survived the night. The more people who died, the more legendary the gathering and its host, it was said, but Jack wasn't interested in any parties today. He'd had his share of them in the past. He was on business. With the amount of weird going around Frankie was bound to know or have heard something about the redshifters, even if he didn't know what or who they were. Besides, Jack had a taste for one of those drinks they served at The Pit called the red hot.