Psychic Surveys Companion Novels by Shani Struthers

Author:Shani Struthers [Struthers, Shani]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Storyland Press/Authors Reach
Published: 2019-01-30T22:00:00+00:00

Thirteen Chapter Fifteen

“We can’t do it, we can’t go there. I’d rather take my chances with going to Barra.”

“Why can’t we go there? What’s wrong with it, tell me.”

Ron had finally left us and we were in Angus’s car again, just sitting there, in an empty car park, the wind and the rain as relentless as ever.

“It’s just… It can’t have anything to do with the lighthouse, it can’t have.”

“Angus! Will you just tell me what you know?”

“It’s… Well… It all goes back to the sixties; a man came to live there – Isaac Leonard.” He laughed. “Harmless enough name, isn’t it, but apparently he was far from that.”

“What was he?”

“I’ll tell you what he was rumoured to be: a Black Magician. Have you not heard of him, Ness?”

“I’ve heard of a few, but not him, no.” Inside, my gut was churning. Magic of a warped kind was exactly what I’d feared.

“He bought the house for the purpose of a ritual he wanted to carry out there, one he’d studied in an ancient text apparently, dating back to the Middle Ages. There was a list of rules in preparation for this ritual. You had to abstain from alcohol, remain celibate, and meditate – a lot. The house itself played a role too. It had to be in a secluded location, more or less, with a door opening to the west, in front of which was a gravel or sand path. At the end of this path, there needed to be a lodge of some sort. That’s supposed to be where the spirits congregate. The purpose of it all was—”

“To invoke your Guardian Angel,” I finished.

“So you have heard of Leonard?”

“Just the ritual, it’s one that several, perhaps more notable, Black Magicians have followed, I’m not sure how successfully. It’s from The Book of Abramelin, which, as you say, is a medieval grimoire, one that surged in popularity during this century and the last. I’m no expert regarding it, but yes, I’ve heard of that at least. This Guardian Angel, as they call it, was supposed to impart magical wisdom, which the recipient could then use for good or bad purposes. The trouble is, it’s usually the latter, being as this sort of thing appeals to the megalomaniacs amongst us.”

“Megalomaniacs? So, you’ve never been tempted then?”

“Angus! I may be many things, but hopefully not that!”

He grinned. “No, I have to admit, you don’t strike me as such.”

“Good,” I answered, just as he sighed. All joking aside, I reached out. “You okay?” He was concerned earlier that this task might be having an effect on me, but what about him?

“I’m fine,” he assured me. “It’s odd, that’s all, sitting in a pub car park, late at night, talking about Black Magic of all things.”

I agreed. “It is odd, but we’re doing it for a reason.”

“Aye, I know… to help.”

“Unless, it’s too much—”

“It’s not. Not with you by my side.”

I smiled. Like his mother; he had such faith in me. “So, Leonard carried out this ritual at this house on the banks of Loch Ness.

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