Before I begin to relay the details of this ritual, I
should probably explain that you need to be in a
certain state of mind for it to work. I'm sure a lot of
you out there will know what I mean, even though I
am not the best person to be explaining human
emotions. It's a kind of churning, constant
emptiness. A feeling that although you have no
desire to die, life simply "takes too long" and you
would rather another option. It is very important that
you feel this way, when undertaking the ritual.
Because "another option" is exactly what we'll give
you.
The details are as follows. I have tried to make it as
simple as possible, and to cut down on the cryptic
rubbish that my contemporaries often include in
these things, but you need to appreciate how hard
that is. We don't live by constants, as you do. We
live by symbolism and meaning. Bread does not
sustain us, but the idea of bread makes a very good
meal indeed. Still, enough talk. Even if you DID want
to hear about me, I wouldn't be able to explain it.
Apologies for this also, but if you're not a resident
of the United Kingdom, you have a little travelling to
do. The new world doesn't interest us as much as
the old one, and this isn't going to be as convenient
as finding any old hospital or half-way house. You
will travel to Suffolk, England, and find a public
house called "The Queen's Head" on the crossroads
of four villages: Southwold, Aldeburgh, Dunwich and
Walberswick. They've all been well-noted by history,
though not necessarily in the history books.
Anyhow, once there, visit the place during the hours
of 11 PM to 1 AM, and take a good look around the
pub itself, without going inside. The crossroads is a
simple one, four towns lie in four different
directions, though new roads may not reflect that
accurately. Take a compass with you. Take 10
steps toward each town, then ten steps back to your
original location. Once you have done this for all
four, proclaim: "I have seen these crossroads too
many times."
Once said, step into the pub. It should look much as
it did in my time, which may well be a shock to you.
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