The patron warned, "That place is a ticking time bomb."
Ignoring the warning and laughing about a need for rescue, I attended with a certain amount of humility.
The place was thought by many to be haunted but I did not measure these rumors that had spread like wild fires in the canyon.
I waited in anticipation working myself into quite a state before the guests arrived. Do I act as if I believe?
I thought perhaps I had fallen asleep and was dreaming. As the sixties music filled the room I recognized
Sharon Tate dancing with Jay her partner for the night. I saw others as though I were looking through a
cloud into the past.
My accommodating host smiled as if to say, "This is nothing...just wait". My race to spend the day and night with my host seemed totally crazy now.
I realized in my eagerness to witness the paranormal I had been tricked. I must stay forever watching this repeating tragedy until I could "invite" someone to take my place.
My host laughed when leaving. At last he was free.
