Sunderwynde Revisited

De: Joel Bresler

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

Angry spirits are generally considered to be very bad things. They get revenge, and they are not afraid to fight dirty in the bargain. They are also patient. Time is no big deal to them. In fact, they have been known to schedule some of their most spectacular get-even showstoppers well into the future. Which is what they did to a tiny piece of land in Cleveland, Ohio. You see, around the time when Connecticut was “negotiating” with the Indians, somebody, or rather, a number of somebodies, managed to tick off a great medicine-man—fellowship at Hopkins—big time. And while ticking off a great medicine man isn’t quite the same thing as ticking off a bona-fide spirit, it’s a lot like ticking off a spirit’s favorite brother-in-law: a guy with access and influence. For many days and nights, through sweltering heat, torrential rain and snow (all three of which have been known to occur on a single day in Northeast Ohio) the medicine man in question performed ceremonial dances and invoked every spirit he could think of off the top of his head (they weren’t very big on lists back then) to curse the offenders for twenty generations. Coincidentally, this entire performance took place on the very spot which we now know as forty-five twenty-six Sunderwynde Drive. It is uncertain whether the somewhat hastily-summoned spirits heard “…for twenty generations” or “…in twenty generations.” What is certain, is that they decided to converge again at some later date to decide the issue once and for all; and, schedules being what they are, the nearest convenient opportunity to get everyone back together again in the same place at the same time turned out to be this, our present era, just a few short months from now. Such, at any rate, was the belief of a small group of liberally imaginative and highly convinced souls who, as something rather more than a hobby, made a point of looking into this sort of thing. Unfortunately Jerry, his wife Liz, and their children, who happened to be residing at that address, had no idea anything of the sort was heading their way.