Quantum Leap: Multiverse Transmigration 85 4.9 Meeting The Crew And Getting On With It...

I weaved carefully riding mostly on the 2nd lane of the road as the first lane tends to be slower and utilised by tuktuk, busses spewing thick black exhausts as well as lorries carrying live squawking fowl and snorting pink pigs.

After getting used to the exhaust in the morning rush, it would be best to take a piece of soft tissue and push it deep in your nostril and drill that d.a.m.n excavation hole once in a while guys. You would be surprised at the soot that had gathered through that chimney of yours.

I parked at a 2nd storey semi-detached house of the so-called SPI headquarters and got down my bike while p.o.r.nsak brushed her hair and straighten her clothes and walked beside me. We walked through a gla.s.s door and headed inside.

The SPI comprises of a group of some teenagers and adults. Mostly are fresh from school or wanted to earn a few exposure and fame in the hunt for supernatural and paranormal activities. Some had a few tours experiences while some were newbies. Iooked around and found none had the Third Eye present.

p.o.r.nsak introduced me to the SPI group and we clasped our hands and bowed. Typical Thai form of respect to elders or someone with a higher authority. p.o.r.nsak explained that I am the chief in editor and would like to say a few words with the group before we embark in our project on photo and videography.

"HunNa, have you done this thing before? We had our gadgets with us but this time there is a twist in our plot where we need a Narrator instead. As far as the Narrator is concerned, she has the ability to see spirits in the netherworld that walks among the living. How about you, do you have the ability to see spirits as well?"

A somewhat older guy around the age of 30 something posed his first question.

"I have not done this before, recording doc.u.mentary of such events or incidences on still and cinematography but I can say it would be just another project of so-called an interview with the dead with p.o.r.nsak here as the Narrator. As for spirits, I can see them as well unless the spirits preferred to study in bottles and hide themselves away inside the wine cabinet."

The SPI group laughed as I cracked a joke with them, breaking the ice with them and not seeing me as someone who is hard up and inflexible in this kind of work. A jovial, easy going, chief in editor is the best way to portray to them as well as a non-sensical approach towards one's professionalism.

"Frankly speaking, the spirits you may be able to see just like p.o.r.nsak's will it have a negative impact on us during our findings of such ent.i.ties and would we be able to capture them using our gadgets like IR cameras and speech recording devices?"

Another question popped up and I calmly answer. It was as though a kind of 'Meet The TOP Authors' kind of session. If this were to happen in my office which was barely enough to fit 3 persons at the same time, this scene right now is the perfect setting. Relaxed and non-rus.h.i.+ng.

"If you'd like us to use your equipment with your guidance is much better. Furthermore, our equipment is just standard off the shelves type but I think yours would be best suited to capture the existence as well as able to hear them speak, scream or even sing into your speech recording devices. I guess with p.o.r.nsak's and my ability to put together, we might be able to communicate with the ent.i.ties if they are willing."

"How about those spirits that wanted revenge or so-called the evil ones?

A newbie from the SPI group asked while he was scratching the back of his head and then moved to brush his gooseb.u.mps on his arm.

"Depends... We won't be able to determine these ent.i.ties. One moment they could appear as a white blob floating around and the next it turned red in rage. I know its a fearful thing called ghosts but the most important as what the experts say if you are scared to even a little bit, please back off and wait in the van."

"Why is it so, HunNa? Why must one back off and sit in the van instead? Would it defeat the purpose of being an SPI and not having the first-hand experience?"

"Let me explain this clearly. Even if I don't have much experience in doing this kind of project, one thing for sure I would like to emphasise is the candle in yourself, especially that is placed in front of your forehead right now... If you are brave and had no fear and feeling confident, happy, joyous and free from any kind of negative feelings or stress; the candlelight that is burning in front of your forehead would be burning bright."

I paused to let the SPI group digest what I am trying to say so that they can understand the whole situation well. This I had learnt when I was training in the Kanchanaburi military camp. A monk would be present to pick those who are weak, sad or have negative emotions in them and to stay in their respective bunks and not continue with the military exercises.

"This is because if you are feeling down or something, your candlelight in your forehead is dim and this would automatically be a target for red ent.i.ties that has the ability to possess your body and mind. Also, it may even want your soul to join them, get what I mean? If the ent.i.ties died of suicide from a height, then they possess your body and make you jump down as what they had done in the past."

"However, there is a good side to having a dim light... Which means ent.i.ties won't be intimidated and comes out for the interview you set for them. As for bright candlelight on your forehead, if you have the positive aura in you, they might be destroyed or hurt if they happen to face you. All of you understand now?"

"As for p.o.r.nsak and me, we are able to s.h.i.+eld our candlelight from their view and what they can see is a black spot over our foreheads and I am sure they are willing to share their stories with us and with the SPI team. However, it also depends on their willingness to cooperate and would you be willing to set up an offerings altar for them to feast and talk later?"

"HunNa, I think we should be able to provide them with whatever means. By the way, what happens if the candlelight on our forehead is not s.h.i.+ning at all?"

"Then it means that you are DEAD and I am talking to a spirit and not to a living person!"
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I clarified with them and suddenly all of them shuddered in fright and looked at each other to check if they can see each other's candlelight in their forehead. Actually, it's the sixth chakra as well as the source of life as it controls emotions, fear versus brave, sad versus happy.

"If the ent.i.ty requests for normal fruits or sweets for the offerings, I guess it would be alright, right? So... How about... They asked for something else... Like someone's blood... Or someone's head? Once they appear and once they start to demand and once they never get it... One word to sum it all up... KANASAI! Or simply put DIPs.h.i.+T! Your feet are in s.h.i.+t so deep that there is no other way except sacrifice yourself in the offerings table!"

"HunNa, y...you can't be serious right? H...ho...how come they want human sacrifice? Is there s...su...such ent.i.ties like that at all?"

Someone from the group asked and was stammering with his words and his eyes are wild as it searched for answers or any type of consolation with the rest of his SPI team members.

"Don't worry... But this is serious s.h.i.+t I'm telling you about. If it is not true I won't bring this matter up. That's why p.o.r.nsak and I had spent some time together in bed... *ahem*cough*cough*... I mean spend sometime back in the office to do the rankings of which is the scariest and which is not for a ranking of 1 to 5 and also to sort out which one all of the SPI team would be doing first in the order of scary rankings. However, to be on the safe side, p.o.r.nsak uncle would be there with us, whether we need his services or not."

"Hmm...HunNa, what does it got to do with p.o.r.nsak uncle? I don't think we can have a budget for someone standing in and it's not on the contract..."

"f.u.c.k the contract if you think about the monetary budget...! If you value life over property, then p.o.r.nsak uncle must attend in case of....."

I hung the sentence in mid-air so that everyone understood my seriousness in this case and won't take s.h.i.+t from anyone who would jeopardise anything in regards to their fame or whatever they were achieving for.

"Must attend for the exorcism of evil spirits that may enter your bodies, even though your candlelight is bright and these evil spirits are able to overcome that... As well as lock the evil spirits away to dispose of safely... Do you clearly understand what I am stressing this importance? If you think that it's over budget and thinking other than the safety of your members or even your f.u.c.king self, then this contract is over and done with. I am not willing to see anyone get hurt in this process even though it is just a doc.u.mentary you all gonna shoot in a few days time. Get it?"

I explained the whole situation that in a way money is less important to me than the safety and lives along with their wellbeing.

"Don't worry about the budget or my uncle. He doesn't take any payment directly to him but you could willingly through your kind-hearted soul to make some offerings to any temple under his name. Unless he specifically wants it to be an offering at Angkor Wat."

p.o.r.nsak quipped in to help save the situation of involving her uncle as well as get to know her new boyfriend that had s.h.a.gged her twice last night and woo woo woo, make Spiritual fusion as well as to make an a.s.sessment on his Qi progress and his Third Eye.

p.o.r.nsak glanced at me and flashed a thumbs-up as she somehow managed to persuade the SPI team to include her uncle as part of a precautionary measure.

Well, at least that settled then. This meeting had adjourned and the jury found the SPI guilty if they don't include p.o.r.nsak's uncle in this little adventure of them.

"p.o.r.nsak, would you have anything to add before I'd adjourned this meeting to a lose and heads to the office. You have my number, right? I would love to meet your monk uncle of yours as well before we start off with this project and I'd get the papers sign once everyone has agreed to our terms and conditions, that safety and the wellbeing of the SPI team are more important than the monetary part et cetera."

I reached in for my wallet and fished my plastic, waterproof, specially designed business name cards and handed one to p.o.r.nsak and distributed the rest for them. Since the business card was expensive, I managed to distribute to those significant others such as their team leader and vice team leader, I suppose by looking at their seniority in age.

I clasped my hands together and bowed to p.o.r.nsak and to the SPI team and they all courteously followed up.

I bade adieu to them, went out of the main door of their headquarters and hopped on my bike and ignited it to life. Of course, for an automatic bike, it would purr rather than roared like a beast.

I then rode into the traffic towards the direction of my cramped little office.