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Two-Man Submarine by JAFNOVA
Two-Man Submarine

This is the two-man submarine that ran aground at Guam’s Togcha Beach back in mid to late August in 1944. The battle for the island of Guam had ended more than a week before.


The Japanese Empire did built more than 2,000 midget submarines before and during World-War II, only one is credited in sinking one ship.


                                                                             Source: U.S. National Park Service

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Swamp Ghost by JAFNOVA
Swamp Ghost

The “Swamp Ghost”, is a “B-17E” that was forced to make emergency landing in the Agaiambo swamp, New Guinea after a bombing raid over Rabaul, New Britain due to low fuel supply.


After the Flying Fortress splashed down into the swamp the crew had to make the difficult hike through the swamp and thick jungle until they finally reached safety at Port Moresby, about six weeks later. They all were exhausted and all were sick with malaria.


For over half a century the B-17 was in that swamp, until it was recovered by disassembling the plane in the swamp and flown out in sections by helicopter.


Today, it is in Hanger Bay 79 here at Ford Island, Hawaii where one day it will be hopefully fully restored.


I know this is not a great photograph of this plane, however, I hope in a few years I will be able to photograph it when it is restored. 

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Its been a while since I did an update, so here we go.

Thank you to everyone for your patience in waiting for the next chapter of: "Ghost Within The Machine" and to Amateurunleaded for the help.

Plus, a big thanks to all those who Faved my work. I do much appreciate it. 
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Everyone scatters into different directions as the enraged Golem now throws the huge pressured steam making system at Tim who was able to blast the heavy bulky metal apparatus into several pieces with the aid his power staff.

This turned out to be nothing more than an distraction for the Golem because as soon as the orange-color flash made from the magical blast faded, it charged right at Tim who saw it coming just in time and was quickly able to set up another protection spell in front of him only this time shaped into like a huge knight’s shield which blocked the Golem fully from advancing any closer to him.

For a next few heart beats the Golem appears to study the large semi-opaque illuminating object before it, then it starts to punch and push against the magic shield relentlessly.

At first Tim wasn’t really worry about the Golem’s attacks, he figured that the ugly stone behemoth would give up eventually and then go try to attack someone else which would give him or the White Witch a better shot at getting him back in the ground somehow, however the Golem kept pouring it on and many small cracks began to appear on the shield and the Golem could see that clearly.      

Tim aims his staff at the protection shield and fires a bolt of magic power at the translucent shield hoping to make the spell stronger, it works as the cracks disappear, however, the Golem fights onward and the cracks return with more that quickly followed.

Mary, Sara and Niccole take cover behind by an old garden shed while Maggie gets behind a wall made of old red bricks that was once part of the house’s garage.
Jennifer soon joins her as she materializes through the wall, however she keeps herself away from Maggie by a few feet.

“You old fool.” says Mary in disbelief as she sees Tim taking on the Golem by himself. “Always showing off like a young knight trying to impress a young maiden by taking on a forest troll. You two stay here!”

Both girls then watch with amazement as Mary runs toward the Golem while quickly shooting a few magic bursts from her wand as she welds it like a professional at the Golem’s backside trying to make it take her on for a bit so Tim can recover and join her in the fight, however the bursts appear not to harm the Golem as it just ignores at her while focus only on Tim’s shield, she shoots a few more bursts at the Golem, this time at its head. Again, it ignores her, so much in fact she was able to simply walk around both the Golem and Tim’s shield and come up right behind him while he still powering up his spell.
She then lets out a “sigh” in vexation just before she points her wand at the shield and adds her own magic to in which gives Tim a small break.

“Thanks.” says Tim as he wipes the sweat from his brow. “This guy is much more trouble than thought!”

“I told you it took a whole coven to stop him!” reminded Mary. “Got any new ideas because the plan we had made earlier to combine our magic to hopefully defeat him will never see fruition now because he won’t give us the time now to do so.”

“Keep pouring it on!” declares Tim.  “Wear him down eventually.”

“Just the two of us? Were in deep trouble here.” says Mary as she was starting to show some fatigue. “Even with all the coven’s magic from the first conflict years ago, it took over three hours of on and off skirmishing to get enough energy spent off the Golem to the point that we could seal it in the ground finally. Anything else?”

“I’m thinking, I’m thinking.” exclaims Tim as he takes over powering up the shield and manages to shoot off a plasma-like energy blast from his left hand which penetrates right through the protective shield and strikes the Golem in square in the face making it move back a few feet in a stumble only to quickly resume its attack on the two magic wielders as it runs right back onto the shield and starts to press all its weight against it while Tim and Mary still pour on their power, soon it becomes very apparent that the two opposing forces are now in a kind of stalemate, yet for how long?  

“Great, now we are in a kind of a magical “Mexican Stand Off” here.” shouts Mary as she quickly fires another shot of magic at the Golem’s head which bounces off it and sends it flying through the air until it disperses into glowing dust like particles and carried away into the wind.

Maggie anxiously looks over the red brick wall to witness the whole spectacular display of magic power coming from the battle, which even though she was roughly twenty feet from the power and light show, all the energy coming from the magical spells were starting to have an effect on her.

Just like in thermodynamics; where a very hot item will transfer heat to a much colder item for work. The supernatural effects were indeed minuscule compared to the other experiences she has had with magic in the past, however nevertheless it made her begin to arouse something within herself slightly as she looked at her hands then brought them up to her stomach.

“Please, not here not now.” she pleaded with herself softy as her small voice was somewhere between stressful and sensual as the once small arouse now evidently became more of a warm flush of an energy source she was all too familiar with. “Keep it under control.”

“What are you doing, girl?”  asked Jennifer from behind Maggie as she saw how the Goth girl was starting to act “funny” to her.

“The magic, it’s… sooooo strong coming from those two.” cried Maggie within a shiver though gritted teeth as now she bents over never turning around to make eye contact with Jennifer. “Shit, even though I’m not even physically touching any of them, they still manage to trigger it on, the thermal energy from their magic spells is awakening the power with in me like the heat coming from a roaring bon fire!”

“Say what?” replied Jennifer with a confused tone as she cocked her head slightly to the right with a raised eyebrow at the same time.

“Ahh.” cried out Maggie in a small moan before she turned right around to the ghost girl and looked at her dead in the eye. “Don’t you understand what happens to me when I get near or touch anybody or thing like a charm or idol that has magic imbedded in it. It’s like a freaken furnace inside my body! You got a lot of my memories too, right?”

“Yeah.” said Jennifer with a faded voice for a few seconds as if it was coming from someplace else then it returns quickly as she speaks up again. “But so far, I’ve only been telling you of small percentage of what I’ve seen. There is this one particular memory that I want to ask you right now because it’s something strange. No wait, not really the word “strange” is the right here….”abnormal”, maybe?”

“And that is?” asked Maggie with gritted teeth still as her curiosity now slightly overshadowed her current on going struggle. “This “abnormal” thing?”

Jennifer was trying to find the specific words to explain to Maggie until the Golem lets out a sharp roar in anger again which startled her as Tim was able to find the power to fire another blast of plasma-like energy at it causing it to fall back a few feet away only to quickly make a counterattack back at the shield again, however not before it spotted Maggie and Jennifer over the brick wall and give them a sinister glance at them.

“Oh, come now!” protested Tim referring to the Golem’s persistence. ‘This kind of brazen fighting is getting old and fast!”

“Shit.” admitted Maggie as she was still struggling with her problem with the magic around as it began to be absorbed more into her body. “Your damn memories have been a bane with me these past few days and in the last few hours they have been getting worse and I still don’t know what to make of you, Jennifer Porterfield.”

“Oh, yeah? Well, I don’t know what to make of you, Maggie Llewellyn. “ exclaimed Jennifer now in a serious voice as she carefully walked up to the Goth-girl while closely examining her body langue, not knowing what may happen next between them as she recalls the first time they got in close contact to each other.  

“Even with all these…memories that are flooding my own mind about you, especially this one strong and yet strange memory I see a lot… and I don’t mean the parts where you fantasize on having…sex with other girls mind you. I mean…I can’t really still can’t make it out, even now thinking about it I can only just barely see into it and seems like there is whole other person hidden deep within you it’s very… lack of a better word; “vague” Honestly, it really does gets my attention from the powerful sensation coming from it.“

Maggie just simply gives Jennifer a blank stare back at her.

“Let me put it into words like this.” explained Jennifer in frustration thinking that she is not making any sense. “Most times just simply thinking and looking into this particular memory is almost like trying to stare into bright flash coming from within a deep thick fog or something.”

“’Whole other person’ you said” quoted Maggie. “Something like that banshee bitch of yours that wants to be out and be rid of you because she thinks your too soft, at least that’s the way I’m understanding it when I look into that memory of you as a ghost?”

“Something like that.” admitted Jennifer sheepishly.

“So, you have really no idea what else I can do when it comes to magic or what it can do to me physically?” added Maggie with surprise as she finally begins to feel the effects from the emissions of the power of the magic that has been flying around in the air as she looks down at her chest as she could feel it began to change anew now becoming wider while her nipples harden as they started to poke outward as they rubbed against the material of her black “The Birthday Massacre” concert T-shirt while she feels it becoming tighter on to her petite body along with her snugged black jeans as they gripped up .

“No.” replied Jennifer in a fluster. “I don’t!”

“I need more.” says Maggie to herself lustfully as her eyes appear to give off a sparkle for a second. “Much more, I hunger for it.”

“Yes, you do.” said another voice in the back of Maggie’s mind, a voice she has hear of before. “Much more, let your true self come forth as you told me the first time we met at that mansion. The real you that lust for in reality that is forced to hide within this frail body of yours making up part your mundane life that you abhor so much. Show this little abomination of an apparition before you who you truly are and that you are not weak.”

“I’m not weak.” replied Maggie in a soft voice out loud. “I’m not.”

“Show her.” says the voice again with demand this time in the back of Maggie’s mind.  “Show her you’re not weak!”

“I’m not weak!” growled out Maggie this time as she suddenly came back to reality from the dreamlike-state that she just slipped into momentarily as she pointed an aggressive finger up at Jennifer who steps back a couple more feet back with surprise.

“Never said you where.” replied Jennifer with puzzlement.

“Then no better place or time than here I guess.” admitted Maggie as she sees the Golem is making better process now in fighting its way through Tim’s and the white witches magic.

“Hey, old guy!” shouts Maggie over to the Enchanter while holding her hands up and waving trying to get his attention. “Hit me with your magic!”

Amazingly both Mary and Tim just barely hear Maggie’s request over the sharp crackling noise coming from the magic blasts that both of them were was admitting through magical tools.

“Are you kidding me, now? barked Tim as he tried kept his focus on the Golem.  “And who are you calling an “old guy”?”

In the next moment, the Golem manages to grab the top section of the shield and tears it straight down the middle of it like paper and just before it could reach in and grab onto Mary, she aims her wand and fires an ice blast right up the Golem’s groin area.

The Golem lets out a chilling whimper as it grabs it crotch while it jumps into the air as it next does a “face plant” into the ground on its way back down. It quickly gets back up and takes a moment to smash off the icy blocks that has formed on it from the white witch’s magical spell.

Tim quickly repairs the damaged shield with his own magic he looks right at Mary with a disturbed look on his face.

“Well.” says Mary calmly never looking at Tim, however at the Golem instead as it starts to come back at them in a slow charge. "Gave him a good case of the "blue balls"."

“I ‘ve been telling you for sometime now that you do look a lot like that character that was played by Mickey Rourke from that one “Iron Man” movie.” admitted Mary within a grin that now appeared on her face as there is a slight struggle within her voice.

“Just do did it!” demanded Maggie. “You of all people must know by now what magic alone can do to me physically the way you have been spying on me, besides you need help!”

As the Golem starts its attack again, Tim glances at Mary with an expression of un-insurance for a second and can clearly see that she too was starting to become very fatigued now from the on going struggle to keep the magic pouring onto the protection shield against stone giant as it now has the ability to start to regenerating itself from the damage from magic energy blast that Tim fires at it’s stone body when he gets the chance.  The Golem just keep making ether a dreadful sneer or loud ear splitting bellows at them for their actions.    

“He’s just wearing down us until our magic is all but exhausted to the point that he can simply smash us!” grumbled Tim in exasperation out loud he had a strong hunch that this thought went through Mary’s mind as well.

“Oh, you think?” said Mary. “That last trick he did wasn’t a hunch?”

The truth also be known that thanks to his research the last couple of days with that small mysterious magical ball of energy that he found embedded of Jennifer’s essence that was left unintentionally by Maggie, he was able to come to a better understanding at what was truly making up Maggie’s strange power and its effects it had on magic. However, he was still not confident enough to tell anyone especially with Mary or Jennifer just yet because within some cases of his research it gave him fewer answers and was replaced with more questions instead.  Some questions he did not like seeing at all.

So now Maggie is telling him to fire a magical blast at her and he does understand enough what will happen to her, however he’s just not too sure what Maggie’s true intentions will be afterward. Was he going to release a monster of a different kind?

“Give me a second.” requests Tim to Mary as he quickly takes his right hand away from his staff and casts another energy blast from his hand at the Golem. It still holds the stone giant at bay, however not as effected as it was from the staff because the spell is casted weaker by hand.

“What are you doing?” demanded Mary as she sees all this going on.” Crazy Enchanter!”

Tim does not reply as he points his staff at Maggie and focus on his aim. Tim lets the energy build up in the staff until it is ready to fire, however before he lets it loose he still paused for a moment with an expression of uneasiness through clutched teeth finally shoots the charged spell right at the Goth girl.

“Here you go, straight from the tap!” he shouts as watches the spell cut through the darkness like a laser beam. “But, a shot glass size!”

The magical blast bonds on to Maggie with all of its force, which appears to make her whole body become nothing yet all light for second, until it begins to absorb the magic into her every being.

Just by a natural defense reaction, Jennifer quickly closed her eyes tightly and raised her arms up to shield herself from the bright blast of light, even though of course the intense light was going right through her like nothing.

The ghost-girl soon lowered her arms and slowly opened her eyes as the light subsided, she sees Maggie looking right at her still bathe within a light bluish glow from the magic.

For moment Jennifer thought Maggie had just died from the powerful force of Tim’s spell and was now a ghost herself because of the way she did appeared to be glowing with an aura of her own which was really from the magic that was still illuminating off of her.

“Are you cool?” asked Jennifer as she surveyed Maggie carefully with concern.  

With a pleasurable expression wrapped on her face now, Maggie looks up to the night sky and lets out another soft moan as she brushes her hair softly with both of her hands as the ends of it begin to give off a strange purplish glow, then quickly she looks right at Jennifer again with a very imposing stare as the sparkle returns within them again for a brief time, next she then takes her hands and begins to gently caresses herself.

“I’m more than “cool”.” expressed Maggie through a passionate deep groan as the last of the magic is absorbed into her body.  “Oh, come on girl gotta keep your self-control for a few more seconds, even though that was pure unfiltered fucken’ magic. Hey Jenny?”

“Uh, yeah?” asked Jennifer still with a very confused tone in her voice as she slightly cocked her head to the right again.

“Do me a solid and don’t freak out at what happens next because I’m probably going to need you….for something.” Maggie requested within giggle as touches both of her cheeks with her hands as she could feel them warning up now as her energized fused blood begins to flush through them with an increase in pulse. “Damn, what a rush here, this is going to be a fierce one!”

“Need me for what?” asked Jennifer uncomfortably because the way Maggie was acting towards her was strangely a little intimidating to her. “What the shit will happen next?”

However, Jennifer’s question takes a back seat as she hears a new sound of what appeared to be cloth stretching and starting to tear as Maggie’s whole body seem to slightly alter its true form for a moment while it also appeared that patches of her skin started to glow on her body at first until it quickly regain itself and started to change with an increase in height and shape as her black T-shirt began to become even tighter around her changing body while the seams on her black jeans began to stretched and make a low moan until they snapped open exposing her pale and now   lengthen legs while the knots in the laces on her black sneakers began to open themselves. Simultaneously her once thin quads where growing and filling out more with new powerful muscles and becoming harden like those belong to a semi-pro body builder.

Her once deep purple hair began to change between into a bright fuchsia and magenta colors that gave off an otherworldly glow as it transformed in vigorous shades.

“Yes.” says Maggie in a sultry tone as a now confident smile comes across her face as she feels the bones in her body “pop” and “crack” in to place as they became ever more robust in density, structure and strength in order to support her ever heavily building form.

Maggie glances down on her self as her once light skin became more flushed in pink color all over her while she grew a few inches taller again, now up to six feet in height as her now slowly disintegrating T-shirt lifted upward exposing her stomach, which showed off an already robust, and still developing six-pack.

She next brings her arms up and briskly flexes them; doing so her biceps budge outward and upward with new thick powerful muscles overlaying each other with each new push. She repeated the flex of her arms again and again, each time her muscles inch out even more in renewed power.

A loud snap was now heard as the main fly-button on her black jeans breaks off and flies out into the air, which goes through the ghost girl’s head who in turn pays no attention to it as she just still watches Maggie in wonderment.

Maggie’s growing thighs held on tightly to what was left of her jeans with discomfort ability, yet she did not care because to her it alone was strong sensation of an empowerment to her, soon the rest of the smaller buttons on the button-fly section of her jeans “pop” open and within a slow yawn, revealing her very snug black panties looking ready to snap off at any time as they wrapped ever tighter around her ever increasing size of her womanhood while at the same moment riding up into her butt as it became rounder and firmer.  

By her own accord, she reaches down to her warming crotch and rubs herself in a tight circle for even more stronger stimulation to speed up her growth process.

“More!” cries out Maggie in a thrill as she sinks into a even more deeper state of sexual euphoria as her once soft and light voice was now becoming much more huskier and an sensual tone was very apparent as the sound of her black sneakers finally ripping open was heard clearly with a sharp “crack” with her matching socks are already destroyed by her growing feet.

With that she then thrust out her chest out fiercely while at the same moment her whole body budges outward with even more with newly formed powerful diamond cut appearing muscles that have constrained even more her already tighten clothing against her body as it rubs sharply upon her sensitive skin as she let’s out a delightful invigorating laugh.

Her now very proud, firm, buoyant breasts still growing and swelling start to burst through the strained fabric of the concert T-shirt as she thrust them firmly into the air once more. She takes her left hand rubs, squeezes, and tightly pinched the right erect nipple that has poked though the cloth as her growth in height still slowly continues as she became even taller beyond the seven-foot range.

“Yes, give it all to me!” she cries out vigorously as she arched her back to her already amazon-like body up into the night sky as her T-shirt disintegrates away even further while exposing more of her firm bust and well develop six-pack emerges at the same time holding her right arm outward making a tight fist. “Make the real me come forth!”

All Jennifer could do is still watch with amazement and a slightly opened mouth at the incredible metamorphoses that was happening right in front her while both Mary and Tim tried to look over every chance they could as well, Tim appeared to be a bit more intrigued than Mary was.

“Don’t stop, give me even more!” Maggie cries out in delight as if she is still encouraging her own body to keep growing and develop additionally as she begins to feel a very recognizable and welcoming tension within her as she quickly approached the sexual driven climax of her transformation. “Getting so close, I still want more! Bigger, stronger!”

Her T-shirt finally bursts completely open as her new massive tits jut fleshly outward while the back of the shirt tears away into small shreds. Her jeans do the same and join the pile of rags next to her destroyed black sneakers on the ground.

Maggie’s new powerful body now covered in a light sweat suddenly began to shake all over as the expression on her face lit up with intoxicating pleasure, she next let out a strong cry in exhilaration that seem to echo off the thick stands of trees of near by forest as she swiftly spiked up in growth and power one more time as the very last whole strips of her clothes ripped away leaving her almost naked with the expectation of a few scraps of cloth hanging off her new powerful form as her transformation beings to subsided and then she lets out a strong pleasurable sigh as she looked over herself.

“Exquisite.” Maggie announced out loud about the whole transformation experience, as she next takes in her breath and then breaths out slowly as what appears to be light steam to follow into the cool autumn night air.

“Oh, wow.” says Jennifer in a small voice almost like a whisper.

“Impressed little one?” asked the new nine-foot tall muscle-bound amazon Maggie with her new deeper and husker voice as she stood naked and proud front of Jennifer as she gazed down at the ghost-girl with a closed mouth smile.

“Impressive indeed.” admitted Tim about Maggie’s transformation process. “Not what I really expected to happen, yet, what a “hoodoo” event.”

“Yet, also a bit disturbing at the same time.” added Mary while slightly biting her lower lip.  

“Holy She-Hulk!” exclaimed Jennifer in disbelief now as she looks up then down at the now colossal size Maggie. “Except you’re not green, how did you do that?”

“It’s ma~gic, pretty wild, huh?” replied Maggie in a now husky and very confident voice as she even goes so far to strike a pose of a champion female bodybuilder, yet it wasn’t a very good one as she slightly looses her center of balance and almost falls on top of Jennifer who despite being a ghost instinctively jumps back a few feet away from the massive girl.

*“Whoops, sorry.” apologies Maggie as she corrects her balance and stands back up to her full prodigious height again as she glances back down at the tiny ghost-girl who is still just staring up at her in incredulity. “Forgot about my new center of gravity here or the like.”

“Anyway this new form, this body you now see before you. This is me, the real me now brought outward from within.” exclaimed Maggie proudly as she shows off her newly acquired muscularity again as the magical glow from earlier reappeared again around her body. “Only in spirit did this other personality exist deep down inside myself.”

“Sometimes I hated to be stuck inside that shy, little and frail husk of a person.” explained Maggie as she now flexes both her arms causing the muscles to slightly swell a bit more in bulk as well as causing her to grow a few more inches in height as the glow disappears into her body once more.

“Ahh, still very much “exquisite”.” added Maggie quickly referring to her latest growth spurt. “A little bit of residual magical power right there.  Now I must say, I still give thanks to whom ever gave me this wonderful gift.”  

The other girls finally get the chance to look over and see Maggie in her new form, for Coralline she has seen it before when she first confronted Maggie about her strange alien-like magic aura that she was giving off, however for Niccole and especially for Sara they both heard strange rumors about Maggie within the coven, however, this was way over the silver mountain top here.

“Holy shit!” exclaimed Sara passionately in her mind as she looks over Maggie’s new form closely. “I always thought she was cute before. But now, she’s a living goddess!”

“Is that it?”  expressed Jennifer sounding like she was not impressed with an expression on her face to match as she looked right at Maggie in the eye.

“Yeah, that is it.” replied Maggie in vexation at Jennifer as she shows off her body once more. “Again, are you not impressed by “this”? Do you need more? Just have Tim blast me again, I welcome more magical energy, I crave it! I always want to break my boundaries even further.”

“Oh, I’m impressed alright.” replied Jennifer. “I mean that body of yours puts both my pass physical and now current spiritual athletic hourglass body to shame at one being a bulked out amazon that is. Now that I think about it, your whole transformation here was something like what that “Handoverfist” dude did back in the movie “Heavy Metal”, man.”

Maggie was starting to be filled with indignation by the ghost-girl’s next words as she walked around her, while her eyes where going up and down as if was reading Maggie’s body like a book or something.

I mean shit, the “Incredible Hulk” himself would probably be getting a boner if he saw you right now.” explained Jennifer in a tone that easily showed that this whole solution was simply very awkward for her to find the correct words.   “But…damn, what I’m trying to say here is after all you’ve just said…and done to yourself, it has indeed boosted your confidence in the end. But don’t you think you would have a something more in self-respect at about presenting yourself in front of others?”

“What…what do you mean?” demanded Maggie as she put both of her hands on her hips. “Didn’t you understand what I just said a moment ago? This body almost matches the way of my true inner-self that I really want others to see about me.”

“By being big and bad and…naked?” added Jennifer as she pointed to Maggie’s massive bust. “I mean come on, do you really want to tell people in the wrong way at what kinda person you are by showing off your goodies of what comes naturally being a woman so loosely?”

“Besides.” Jennifer quickly added this time speaking in a lower tone of voice almost like in a grumble of disgust.  “Those damn tits of yours are as bigger than medicine balls. Cover yourself, girl. I’m tired of them being in my face.”

“I don’t mind!” yells Tim as he glances over again to see Maggie while still casting one of his spells at the Golem once more. “Right now, she’s putting a real raise in my old Levis!”

Mary finally gets a chance to get a much better look at Maggie’s new form and gives a very distain glance of disapproval at Tim’s choice of words.

“Still the dirty old man, Olaf!” protested Mary who says Tim’s true name. “Ack, you never have changed after all these years.”

“Nope and why are you saying my true name; “Olaf” all of a sudden?” asked Tim.

“Because I’m pissed off at you!” replied Mary as she jumps back from fighting the Golem and let’s Tim fight the whole giant stone creature by himself so she can cast another spell at the pile of rags that were once Maggie’s clothes.

The pieces of cloth begin to glow with a greenish light for a few seconds until they form into one solid piece of black cloth and stretches outward until its over two times larger than it originally was. Next the cloth itself jumps up and energetically wraps firmly around Maggie’s own body into a tight snuggled fit while it forms into a kind of body suit that is very strong, yet stills gives her a great deal of flexibility to her new powerful form.  

“Cool.” admitted Jennifer as she checked out Maggie’s new outfit. “Kinda reminds me of my black and pink spandex workout suit I had. That outfit showed off all of my curves.”

“You were proud at how it made you looked while you wore it.” added Maggie within a sultry grin as she looked over her new garb and gives off another flex of her arms just to test its resilient. “But, your father hated when he saw you wearing it.”

“Hey!” shouted Jennifer up to Maggie. “You may have some of my memories, but that one is very personal!”

“Remind you about what you said earlier about me and the cheerleader?” questioned Maggie as she leaned down at Jennifer as her own shadow that was created by the light of a nearby streetlamp behind her which was on the other side of the estate’s boundaries casts over the ghost-girl like a veil causing the bluish glow from her aura to be seen clearly by Maggie now.  

“Touché.” admitted Jennifer bluntly as she glanced up at Maggie with which appeared to be envious eyes now. “I guess.”

“If you two are done with the little girl-talk!” shouted Mary as both she and Tim are beginning to buckle from the Golem’s ongoing attacks. “We need some help here, especially one who has now the extra muscles, hint, hint!”

At first Maggie looked away from Jennifer for a second as she turned her full attention to Mary’s plead, she was just about to take off to help them when she quickly glance back down to tell Jennifer something only she came face to face with the ghost-girl at eye level because now Jennifer was exactly the same height as she was.

“How?” Maggie asks in disbelief as she takes a step back just to be sure she was seeing this correctly.

“Hello.” replies Jennifer with mockery who then points to herself. “I’m a ghost remember? The laws of physics don’t apply to me here in the Earth realm and no way I was going to have you keep looking down at me like that.”

“Awesome, a giant ghost.” says Maggie with a pleasant smile as her eyes look up and down at Jennifer. “And a pretty one too.”

“Yeah, yeah swell.” grumbles Jennifer as she just rolled her eyes at Maggie. “Now, if you want to be the; “Hero of the day” here, go and kick that ugly stone thing’s ass!”

Jennifer watches Maggie run off as she then turns around and looks down at Coralline with very scornful eyes.

“While I take care of something else.” she says with bitterness. “Right Coralline?”

                                                                    END Part 5
Ghost Within the Machine Part 5
Jennifer comes face to face with the Golem and Maggie's secret comes forth before the others.

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Music that inspired this Chapter.

“Why not me/Shot In The Dark”  Within Temptation  

  “Angel Of Mercy” Black Label Society   

 “Spirits of the material world.” The Police

 “Don’t fear the Reaper.” B.O.C.

“Dust in the wind” Kansas

“Sleep Walking” The Birthday Massacre 

“White Witch” Sabotage 

“It’s a Secret” Metal Church  

“Seagull” Bad Company 

“My Masquerade” Delain  

“Weak Fantasy” Nightwish

 “Hotel California” The Eagles

 “Baba O’ Riley” The Who

 “I AM I” Queensryche 

 “It ain’t right”  One Bad Son     


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“You best start believing in ghost stories, Miss Turner. You’re in one.”

                                                                                                 -Captain Hector Barbossa

As the ghost-girl known as Jennifer Porterfield phases through the old red brick wall behind the abandon Victorian-era mansion, she struggles at her best to stop walking towards the estate’s former outside ground pool, which now serves as the tomb for a giant clay and stone servant known as; “The Golem” to a long-ago deceased witch by the name of “Jenny Greenteeth”.

“Got… to… stop.” says Jennifer with difficultly between words as she is forced by outside dark forces to keep her walking towards the pool area, while at the same time uncontrollably looking around for any sign of this so-called “Seal” that she was warned about to never cross over it because her ghostly nature may accidently awaken the huge stone monster that sleeps in the now earth filled swimming pool. For years she has obeyed this rule, now against her will she is about to break it.

Just as she reaches the edge of the large dirt mount that covered the pool itself, she stopped walking and turned slowly to her left to where the pool’s large wooden gazebo once stood, now the area is just covered with dead shrubs and thick tall brown grass.

Again by external forces, Jennifer raises her right arm up towards the pile of dead plant life and points to it. To her own amazement, she watches the pile decaying plant life rollway to reveal an object that a first glance looks like an old iron manhole cover, however at a closer look one would see the strange rune writings all over it.

“Crap.” says Jennifer out loud as she sees the strange magical made object much clearer now and even though she has never seen it until today or had any clear idea at what it really looked like, she could tell right away it was the very Seal that she was never suppose to be near to.

Before she could react she finds herself being flung literally head over heels through the air by the aid of the dark magic and lands right on top of the Seal itself face down.

Unknown to her at that exact moment, as soon as her ghostly body made actual physical contact with the Seal itself, the strange green energy that once surrounded her very aura quickly drifts off her, seeps into the Seal and fades away from view.

Once Jennifer realizes that the foreign power was out of her own essence and she was able to be in control of herself again, she quickly pushes herself off of the Seal, looks right back at the mound of dirt for a few seconds, then looks around everywhere for anything that was happening or wrong.
Nothing. Everything was quite, with the exception of some loud crickets “singing” nearby.

“What? That’s it?!” exclaimed Jennifer with concern as she turned around to look back at the dirt mound and carefully walks up to it. “You’re not going to wake up, are you? That’s fine with me, I think Tim will be happy with that knowledge that I can’t do that or was Tim just pulling a joke with me all this time?”

Coralline, Niccole and Sara watch the whole thing happen with Jennifer safely from a second story window inside the house and just like Jennifer, most of them were confused at what just occurred.

“What happened?” asked Niccole as she turned to Coralline in concern. “Shouldn’t we have saw something happen by now? Was the spell right?”

Coralline was just quiet at first as she just simply stared out the window and right at the dirt mount.  “Just wait for it.”

“What about Jennifer?” asked Sara with concern. “She is really not under the control of the Summit Plate anymore is she, now that she is done with her task. What about Maggie?”

“The ghost is still somewhat in my control.” explained Coralline as she held up the keys to Sara. “I just eased off a little so..”

“Hey!” Maggie shouts out as she is still pinned against the wall downstairs. She attempts very hard to look out the window just across to her; with some more effort she spots the mound. “Look at what’s going on there!”

Jennifer looks on as well and if she still had her heart beating inside her, she would get the sensation of it sinking slowly into her stomach as she beings to see and hear the mound of dirt being to “breath” slowly.

The mound continues to rise and fall as many small cracks begin to form all over it’s dry crusty shell as they grow longer and wider with each passing breath, small pockets of dusty filled air blow out of some of the largest cracks.

“Spoke too soon. Damn it, I hate it when that happens.” Jennifer grumbles with disgust as she now beings to back up slowly with a worried look on her face. She then quickly turns around in a attempt to run away only to get caught up in the sudden and violent eruption as the dirt mound explodes everywhere then showers down many clumps of dirt, loam and pieces of old white cement.

As the thick shower of derbies subsides and a thick dust cloud now lingers everywhere in the air, Jennifer is still standing in the very same place when the mound exploded, however now she is now standing or for a better word  “floating” over a newly made hole where part of the ground once was under her feet.

“Holy shit.” exclaims Sara as she and the other girls lightly cough from the same dust that now fills the room from where they were watching.  “What happen?”

“Is it awake?” asks Niccole. “I don’t see anything!”

“There.” says Coralline with satisfaction. “Within the shadows. It’s drawn to the ghost’s natural aura light.”

Jennifer nevertheless looks around carefully while still submerge in the cloud of dust as fine soil particles float through her. She finally notices the new hole just below her and quickly floats back over to where the ground begins whole again.  

An unusual disturbing deep chill suddenly comes all over her and that does not happen too often with a ghost. However, when it does she like many of her fellow ghosts will possibly tell you that this over all is not a good thing because it could mean that there is a powerful force near-by and its disrupting the balance of many things.

For those who are in realm of the living this may be called; “intuition” or simply put a; “gut feeling” that things are not right.

As Jennifer is about to fly off to try to get back to the house, an eerie sound of grinding stone on stone and ground shifting in heard within the dust cloud, she quickly turns around and glances upward to see the slow movement of a silhouette belonging to a figure in the bizarre shape of what appear to be somewhat squire and bulky in appearance of a giant humanoid as it loomed just right above her.

Without any warning a massive gray stone hand covered in brown dirt and reddish loam comes flying out of the dust cloud and slams down right on the very spot she was just hovering over a few seconds ago.

Jennifer quickly looks down at the hand, then right back up into the thick dust cloud as she is next greeted by a large gruesome image carved into the head made of gray stone with black mud caked everywhere on it belonging to the terrifying creature known as “The Golem” as it punches through the dust and stops just a foot away from Jennifer and makes a deep thunderous growl at her which make the ghost-girl jump back in alarm.

The Golem then lowers its massive body down at the ghost-girl who can clearly see its head alone was as big as she was tall and its facial features were as horrifying as told by the older ghosts who dwelled in the same cemetery with her.

However, now finally seeing this vile creature with her own eyes, Jennifer had her own way of expressing herself about the Golem’s own appearance, by quoting a popular line from movie she saw with Arnold Schwarzenegger in it back when she was alive.

“Man, you are one ugly…” says Jennifer within a amusing grin on her face as she slowly speaks up to the stone and earth made behemoth who in turn cuts off the last part of her sentence by slamming down its other huge stone hand right down upon on her, which of course goes right through the ghost-girl like nothing.
Jennifer then quickly looks down upon the massive stone hand, which stopped exactly at her waistline. She then calmly looks right back up at the Golem and finishes the last part of her sentence now with an expression of disappointment on her face.


The Golem in turn lets out another angry roar at right at Jennifer, which this time blows her back a little like a ship’s sail as if a strong breeze came by.

“It’s a good thing that I’ am already dead and can’t smell.” explained Jennifer to the Golem as she pointed up to it. “I bet that breath of yours which is probably as obscene as your face is would have killed me flat.”

The Golem gives back a face full of rage at Jennifer as what appears to be small streams of red molten rock comes oozing out of its mouth between its sharp clamped teeth as it stands up to its full size of ten feet while it puts both of its hands into tight fists and raises them high over Jennifer who in turn gets the point.

“Yup. Time to go!” Jennifer claims as she takes off like a shot toward the house. She could hear the sharp blow from the Golem’s fists as they strike down on the ground causing a ripple effect causing the very sod below her vibrate off the ground itself while at the same time making some nearby old oak and maple sugar trees to fall down.

Needless to say, Jennifer knows too well that as a ghost, there was really not much harm the Golem could actually do to her, however, with the amount of knowledge she knew and the evilness she could detect coming from this un-living stone creature its not safe for anyone dead or alive to be near it and even after all what those girls just put her through tonight, she just couldn’t let them fall victim to this thing, especially Maggie, as best Jennifer could tell at this time, Maggie was exploited by this Coralline girl as much she was.  

Both of them where used in this reckless act and she would deal with Coralline herself later, right now she had to warn them because this Golem cannot be controlled at all because according to what she has learned from Tim when he explained like a kind of prophesy to her why she should never get near the Seal is once the Golem is awaken once more it will continue its last quest which was to free Jenny Greenteeth’s soul from her earthly prison at the cemetery and immerse her dark spirit into its self so she would be free of her current bonds in the ground. Just like it was supposed to do years ago the last time the Golem was wake and roaming around.

“You can control that, right?” demanded Niccole as she pointed to the Golem as it started to make its way to the house in a slow lumber-like walk as it spots the girls in the window.

“I don’t know.” said Coralline with a worried tone now. “It’s much bigger than I read about it and I didn’t know it would be aware of its self so suddenly.”

“What did you think it was going to do when it woke up?”  argued Niccole. “Do a tap dance or something?”

“It was suppose to ask who its master was when it awaken!” balked Coralline. “Kind in a way when you release a Genie from its bottle!”

“This is no fucken “Genie in the bottle” here!” said Niccole as the Golem now stops right in front of the window with a toothy grin while Sara lets out a frighten yell.

Jennifer then flies up gets right in between the edge of the window and the Golem itself.

“Run away.” she says bluntly to the three girls as she turns to face the Golem. “Now, I’ll buy you some time and get Maggie too!”

The girls do not need to be told twice as they run out of the room, down the stairwell and into the kitchen where Maggie was still stuck to the wall.

Both Niccole and Sara try to free Maggie from her bonds while Coralline was busy packing up the Summit Plate and a few other magical charms in her backpack. The sound of the Golem’s roar could be heard clearly and it shook the whole house’s windows.

“Hey!” demanded Sara to Coralline about Maggie as she was pulling on her legs. “How about some help here, this is your spell after all, free her!”

Coralline just glances over while she was putting Jennifer’s car keys on a neck chain and sliding them under her black shirt, next she looks at the three and just by snapping both of her fingers together the spell holding Maggie is broken as she almost falls to the floor in a heap, however both Sara and Niccole catch her.

“Let’s go.” says Sara to Maggie who is currently too weak to stand on her own legs because one of the effects of the spell was to put her arms and legs to “sleep”. So Niccole helps in carrying her out of the house with Coralline right behind them as she throws her backpack on her.

Both Jennifer and the Golem just look at each other right in the eye for a few seconds until Jennifer makes the first move as she flies around the Golem’s head like a housefly.

This action alone of course just enrages the Golem as it takes several swipes at the ghost until she stops right in front of the creature’s stone face and points right between its eyes.

“Bet you can’t get me, chump.” exclaimed Jennifer as she hovered back and forth in front of the Golem’s face.

The Golem then brings both of its huge hands up together between Jennifer like it was going to applause her instead it smacks them hard together making a loud bang as they close quickly down around her.

Jennifer just simply materializes out of the Golem’s left hand, floats up and looks right at it.

“Miss me!” she cries out proudly as she keeps flying around. “Try again.”

The Golem now takes several efforts at smacking its huge hands together at Jennifer who in turn every time materializes right out of them.

“Miss me again” she cries out loud while joking at each attempt. “Up high, now low! Man, you’re too slow, blockhead! “

After hearing Jennifer’s last words Golem just stops its useless attempt at trying to catch the ghost and instead continues to watch her fly around with its eyes locked on to her.

Then suddenly much to her own surprise, the Golem draws her whole essence form into itself by way of sucking her in through its right nostril as it inhales deeply, then turns around facing the forest behind the house and with the sound of a mighty “swoosh”, spits out the ghost-girl by way of its month, which then sends her flying through the air like a large “loogie” and into the thick crown of a large sugar maple tree.

“Whoa, that sucked.” says Jennifer out loud in disbelief after coming to a rest in the tree. “Didn’t see that one coming.”

She then brings up and looks over at her right arm then the rest of her body as a strange type of slag-like mucus is now covering all of it.

“Aww, gross!” Jennifer cries out in disgust. “Please say this is just “ectoplasm” and not what I think it is!”

The Golem lets out a strange sounding wicked “chuckle” as it hears Jennifer’s remarks. It then turns around back at the house and next bends down looking into the main dinning room through a lower window.  

The creature then spots the other girls running out of the house by way of the front door. It quickly stands straight back up and then rams violently into the wall of the house itself.

Within a loud crash from the of snapping wood siding, support beams, breaking glass and cracking brick the Golem crashes through the old mansion with little effort finally blowing out to the opposite side as part of the large house collapses behind it.

Large and small pieces of wood, pipe and brick fly everywhere through the air and by the girls as Sara lets out a yell in fright. Maggie managed to find the strength back to her legs back and starts to run as well until suddenly they go limp again and she falls down once more.

Both Sara and Niccole stop to help her up as Coralline only stops to look back at the Golem as it keeps charging at them still in a lumbering pace, she gets in front of the others and holds up both of her arms at the stone giant.

“Stop!” Coralline orders out. “I am the one who awoken you from your earthly prison, Golem! You will obey me! I said… STOP!”

The Golem’s charge suddenly comes to a dead halt as it now hovers directly over Maggie, Sara and Niccole as some of its “lava” blood that is still oozing out of its mouth falls to the ground just missing Maggie’s Hi-top sneakers by inches as it make soft “hissing” sounds as it burns into the earth.

Maggie shuffles her black sneakers back away from the hot “blood” as she looks up at the Golem while it is still transfixed upon Coralline.

“If I can get my pouch of magical charms back I bet I can turn “Ugly” here into a plié of rubble.” Maggie thinks to herself as she glances at Sara for a second. “But, other than Coralline, the other girls never seen me transform before. What will they think?”

Maggie then returns her full attention to both to the Golem and Coralline as she speaks again with more confidence in her voice this time.

“You will obey me, Golem.” orders Coralline firmly as she points down to the ground with her right hand. “Kneel.”

Surprisingly without any hesitation the stone giant takes a knee right before the young apprentice-witch just barely missing coming right down upon on the other girls with its huge leg.

“How are you controlling it now?” demanded Niccole as she looked up.

“I guess I wasn’t close enough to it at first. Now you three.” orders Coralline to the three girls. “Get out of the way, unless you want to be meat pulp next.”

As Maggie, Sara and Niccole quickly get up and run off, without any warning the Golem quickly stands back up and leaps high into the air.

As it was right about to come down and crush Coralline, a powerful beam of white magic comes shooting out of the dark woods which was on the other side of the estate grounds and strikes the Golem at center mass while still in mid-air. The force from the magical blast sends the creature flying back into what was left still standing of the once large modest house within a loud crash causing the rest of the structure to fall down upon in a heap on top and bury the Golem.

“Who?” demanded Coralline as she and the others look to where the magical blast came from to see a man appeared to be in his late fifties with a somewhat gray burly beard, dressed in dirty green coveralls step out of the shadows with his magical staff still glowing from the power it just shot out.

“Who are you?” asked Coralline again. “Old man.”

“I am an “Enchanter” and have had many names through the yore.”  The old man spoke proudly in his rough up voice, as he then clears his throat and lightly brushed away some magical glowing “dust” off his grayish beard. “But, you can call me…”Tim”.”

““Tim”.” quoted Coralline with bitter satire. “The fucken “Enchanter” in the flesh! This is unacceptable!”

“Indeed and you’re welcome for saving your hide back there, young lady.” grumble Tim. “A bit ungrateful there, a fine victim of your own hubris, yes?’

“I had control of the Golem.” she demanded. “You messed it up!

“Right.” scoffed Tim in disbelief as he starts to walk up to the girls. “By the way things were going, you two looked like you were about to play a nice game of “leap frog” and you in the end were going to be the flatten frog.”

“Tim!” yells out Jennifer happily as she flies swiftly down to him and tries her best to give him a hug without phasing into him while he does the same in turn. Even though to him it’s like trying to hug a person made out of mist. “Man, I’m so glad to see you, old fart!”

“Same here.” he replied as he looked right back at the other girls with displeasure. “I just got back to the cemetery shortly after you were taken away. It’s very intriguing how they were able to snatch you up like that. Speaking of, Miss Coralline Device, that “Summit Plate” that you have? I’ll be taking that because amateur like you should not be in ownership of something that powerful in magic.”

“It’s mine now.” demanded Coralline with a light sneer. “And you know my name?”

“I knew your grandmother, “Molly Device”.” he replied. “I don’t think she would have approved at what you are doing with the Golem, this automation-like creature cannot be controlled so easily as one might think. I think the thing you kids say today is; “He was just messing with you back there.” It only has one true master and her name is Jenny Greenteeth, it will kill anyone else who will try to control it.”

Without any warning, the now huge pile of debris that was once a mansion blew apart scattering everywhere through out the air.

Tim quickly conjures up a protection spell which shields very one from the many different sizes of flying debris as it rains down aggressively on them. The Golem next jumps out of the center and lands hard outside of the house’s foundation. Once more lets out an angry roar as small pieces of red lava slag come shooting out of its gaping mouth.

“Oh, bloody hell.” admitted Tim within a mutter as he quickly summons up another plasma energy blast from his staff and fires it right between the Golem’s eyes where it bursts into a bright white flash which temporary blinds the creature’s vision completely as it now stumbles around wildly, then going off into another direction causing it to crash into or bounce off between several large trees almost like a pinball does going against the game’s bumpers. “That’ll buy us some time. Yet, if he is not pissed off yet, he’s really pissed off now. “

“No shit.” added Jennifer as she takes to the air again and studies the Golem.  “Is his blood really like lava or something?”

“Worst than that young one.” explained Tim with some stress in his voice. “The very “blood” that pumps within the heart of this dark creature comes from the fire demons that once roamed freely in the land that was once called; “Britannia” at the time.

“That’s bad, huh?” asked Jennifer.

“Oh, quite the bad.” Tim added with satire.

“What’s really weird to me about this.” says Maggie as she speaks up to Tim who was taken back at her doing so as if he was anxious at being round her . “This Golem is nothing like the one I heard about in the mythical Hebrew tale.”

“That particular one Miss Maggie Llewellyn is totally different and as real as the earth that makes up it.” explained Tim as he begun to charge up his magical staff once more.  “What remains of it to this day, is still locked up in an old synagogue in the city of Prague. It was originally made to be a kind of a “Protector”. However, as time passed it became a creature of destruction and eventually went berserk in the city. The way it was stopped finally on its rampage was on its forehead was inscribed in old Hebrew was the word;”emet” meaning “truth” so a rabbi managed to rub out the letter “e” turning “emet” into “met” which means “death” and the Golem turned into a large pile of clay which was then sealed away in the synagogue’s attic.”

“Yeah. That’s the one.” admitted Maggie.  “Pays to read a lot of books.”

“Our friend here is nothing like that Golem.” Tim went on. “He is a product of pure evil and can’t be stopped the same way.”  (*Fire and ice)

“That’s why we buried him in the ground all those years ago!” cried out a new voice belonging to a woman. “Entombed within the very cold earth with the aid of a bonding enchantment spell that took the power of a whole coven to cast down upon him. In the end, it was the only way to stop him finally, but not destroyed. Uncanny is it not?”

Everyone turns to just see stepping out of an opening end of a magical travel dimension tunnel about hundred feet away was a young woman with long curry dark golden hair, dressed in a type of medieval yet mystical appearing white gown holding a long glowing magical wand in her right hand. She was known by the name of; “Mary Burch”. Who also happens to be the lieutenant white witch of this county in the Northeast.    

“Miss Burch.” exclaimed Tim as he gave a light bow to her. “So nice for you to join us…finally.”

“I had a little trouble with some of those kids from this so-called; “Witch’s Lot” that I kept hearing about at school. They won’t trouble us tonight.” explained Mary as she joins Tim and looks at the Golem as it still walks around blindly. “And a good thing to by the ways things are right now.”

“You’re the senior White Witch of this sector?” exclaimed Niccole in disbelief as she walked up Mary. “I never knew.”

“More of a deputy than a senior.” explained Mary. “I’m not that old.”

“I did.” said Coralline bitterly as she never looked right at Mary.  “I always knew.”

“I had a spell on me that hid and protected me from certain magic users…and drainers for safety, Niccole.” explained Mary as she glanced at Maggie for a second. “However, there were certain others who could tell right way regardless of who and what I am and would barely even talked to me when I wanted to talk to them. Correct Coralline?”  

“I have my reasons and you know this, White Witch.” replied Coralline. “You stopped the rest of our team at coming here tonight?”

“I…convinced them that what you were doing was improper and against the rules that we and other senior members of the users of magic laid down years ago at one of the Gatherings when this country was just starting to form.” explained Mary.  “And using the “Spirit manipulative” spell on a good essence against their will to do certain dark tasks is still forbidden and unprofessional by many accounts.”

“Maybe for you and the rest of the white magic users.” Coralline cuts in sharply.  “But, I study the dark arts. Our rules are not all the same.”

“And I know of another certain someone who can explain this to you in his own way that even you and those of the dark arts have rules to go by as well.” added Tim. “If he ever show’s his ass up here as I requested that is.”

“One of my favorite teachers from high school is a white witch?” acknowledges Maggie in disbelief.  “I take it that this spell that you have on yourself. This so-called “drainer” person is about me and how you protect yourself from me from my ability to absorb your magic and from never picking up on you as a source for power?”

“I’m sorry to be saying it like this, Maggie.” explained Mary. “But, yes it is. To people like Tim and myself, you’re dangerous to us. By the way Maggie, have you finished your homework tonight?”

“I have the same spell on me as well, young lady.” added Tim as he was watching the Golem the whole time carefully as it tried to see right again, while at the same time it was walking in the direction toward the large pile of debris of what was once the house itself. “We both agreed sometime ago that you’re not evil so we have been watching and studying you. It was only then that you got Jennifer here involved and put her own safety as a ghost at risk the we had to step things up.”    

“I understand.” admitted Maggie anxiously. “But, I swear for what happened here tonight with Jennifer, I didn’t want anything like this.”

“Hey, Coralline?” Jennifer now spoke up in an irritated voice as she landed suddenly next to Maggie, which made her jump a bit in surprise. “How about my car keys?”

Coralline just simply looks at ghost-girl with expression on her face that read she couldn’t care less about the keys which only frustrated Jennifer even more.

“No time!” shouted Tim as he now puts both of hands on his staff as the Golem reaches back down into the basement area of the house’s foundation and grabs of what’s left of the old boiler furnace, holds it over its head and let’s out a angry roar at them. “Because he’s big, he’s bad and damn is he just plain ugly…Oh, Bollocks. Run!"

                                                                                  End Part 4
Ghost Within The Machine Part Four
Jennifer comes face to face with The Golem and Maggie's secret comes forth.

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Music that inspired this Chapter.

“Why not me/Shot In The Dark”  Within Temptation  

  “Angel Of Mercy” Black Label Society   

 “Spirits of the material world.” The Police

 “Don’t fear the Reaper.” B.O.C.

“Dust in the wind” Kansas

“Sleep Walking” The Birthday Massacre 

“White Witch” Sabotage 

“It’s a Secret” Metal Church  

“Seagull” Bad Company 

“My Masquerade” Delain  

“Weak Fantasy” Nightwish

 “Hotel California” The Eagles

 “Baba O’ Riley” The Who

 “I AM I” Queensryche  

"Awaken" Dethklok

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finalfrontier24 Featured By Owner Aug 14, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Happy birthday, may your dreams and wishes come true.
JAFNOVA Featured By Owner Aug 14, 2015  Hobbyist Writer
:happybounce: Thank you very much!:happybounce: 
finalfrontier24 Featured By Owner Aug 14, 2015  Student Traditional Artist
Your welcome
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