Ben, no scratch that, medium

"We need myths to get by. We need story, otherwise, the tremendous randomness of experience overwhelms us." — Robert Coover

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"What the hell was that?" Victoria asked Ben who still seems lost in thought as soon as Jasper left. She couldn't explain it but she had felt the great need to flee as far as she could from that man.

It was so strange. Though she didn't have much interaction with Jasper yesterday, that person who had passed her by was different. She didn't need to be a Shaman like her mother to be able to sense danger.

She walked into both men holding each other on the throat, but yesterday Jasper had been dead worried about Ben. No, something was not right. Considering what Jeremy just told her, Victoria could surmise this was a possession. But seriously, what was with all the possession and all? Something seems to be going on.