Instead of running away from the task at hand like previous night, subject grabs hold of me as early as 11:00 pm. Soon we end up in our new conference room - the garden.
"Can we finish early today?" Subject expectantly puts forward his proposal.
In spite of prematurely wanting to end this tiring ritual for good, I shake my head in denial.
"Midnight," I educate the subject, "is like dawn for the ghosts." Subject nods as if clearly understanding what I mean, while even I don't know what I am saying.
"And our timely midnight ritual," I continue, "is like a tranquilizer where we put them back to sleep."
The night continues and Bert keeps asking boring questions like daily schedules of ghosts, what they do for a living, and whether they are similar to what exorcists help rid via exorcism.
I try my best to answer him by combining Buddhism, Taoism, Voodooism, and even throw in dimension and energy theories. In fact, I dish out so much baloney that after a while, even I forget what I actually mean.
Finally, the time on my watch crawls to 11:55, and without wasting a single second, I fetch the incense and the Buddhist drum.
A very enthusiastic and energetic Bert completes 13 rounds with 14 incense all by himself as I beat the Buddhist drum.
At this stage I am wondering whether we are playing him or am I being played by him. Tomorrow will be Day - 7, the Methylene Blue day. Perhaps that will be fun.
Cheers!
Note: Events in this post transpired last night.
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