Greta was lucky to get about five hours’ sleep. There was someone knocking at her door. Bleary-eyed, she stumbled to the door and opened it for Shayla. “Hi, what’s up? Thought we would meet at noon as usual.”
“It’s not just that. I want to know about this tech guy you’ve brought on. I have paper of course for him to fill in. Is he as cute as the photos make him out to be?” Shayla thrust her phone into Greta’s face. Sure, enough Eric’s face glaring at the photographer.
“He doesn’t quite look like that. He’s a nice guy when people aren’t pushing him to do something, he’s not comfortable with.”
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Erichung out for the rest of the morning in the technical truck. It was nice having a mobileshop at his hands.They’dkitted the truckwith what seemed to be every toolhe needed. Allto maintain,repair,or even createthe tools of ghost hunting. All he needed now was the rawmaterials. Which wasn’t an unknown tohim? He could get what he needed to be shipped here, rather.
Eddie never thought he’d be doing the walk of shame. But here he was. Shivering he slipped through the back garden gate in the wee hours. He’d never seen a man in any movie doing this. But now he understood why women did. It wasn’t the shame of sneaking back in. It was thinking of the annoying questions. Eddie also didn’t want Hailey to get questions. This was between the two of them.Eddie shivered in his jacket while struggling to see the lock to his rooms. Now he thanked whatever gods gave him the common sense not to drink last night. Otherwise, he’d be feeling so much worse this morning and he could remember everything last night.They’d a great time last night. They planned a date for the weekend. Why’d he waited so long? That was the big money question.Right, he needed to get changed. Then get some work done. It took longer than it used to. Now he’d to shave and chan
Eric checked his appearance one more time. He hated suits. It didn’t matter whether it’s tailored for him. To him, they made him feel like a fake. His family may have money. He preferred a decent pair of jeans and a dress shirt. Eric felt pressured to compete with his brother when he wore a suit, and he felt it was all a lie. His brother could keep this look, but it would serve him this time. It’d return to the closet not to see the light again. Assembling his tea in such a way that he could tolerate drinking it. He turned and gave the Dining Room his full attention. Eric needed to remind himself to take his time. He wasn’t one of those people who rushed around working. He owned the world, and it rushed to serve him.&n
Standing, he took Greta’s bag from her and set it under the window out of the way. “Greta Johansson. I would like to introduce you to Ms. Fitz Stephan. She’s the matriarch of one of the founding families here in Evergreen Grove. They run the lumbermill among other businesses in the region.”Greta smiled and made all the greetings before Ms. Fitz Stephan directed her to sit at the table. Ms. Fitz Stephan directed the server to refresh the cups and bring Greta one, too.“I hear you work with the television programme that will film here soon.”“Yes, I’m the location scout and initial researcher for the series. We’ve actually started filming today.”“You’re not there now?”“Oh, I work behind the scenes and they are shooting the introduction for the programs today. I’m more of the consultant when they tell the stories. I’m the person who researches the facts.
Greta made her escape. She’d made a mistake leaving the situation in the old woman’s hands. Eric kept talking to her for a time. Berry was coming towards her, limping. Good grief, how badly did the shoot gone? “Berry, are you okay? Did you hurt yourself?” If he’s laid up for even a short time, it would kill their schedule. “That’s the last time I ski. Who would have believed it’s so hard? Everyone makes it seem so easy.” Berry pouted and grimaced at the end of his response. “Berry, did someone look at your foot? You better get off it.” Gret
After dinner, the crew wandered about the main floor getting the feel of the old Inn. From servants’ quarters in the attic, kitchen, dining, two sitting rooms, lobby, office, and sunroom on the first floor. Various guest rooms and library on the second floor. The inn was large for the time they’d built it. But compared to the inns and hotels of the modern era, it was tiny. They filmed the owner giving the crew a tour of the Inn. It felt like they’d used every room for various purposes over the decades. One sitting room was only used important people. So they would not encounter the riffraff of the 1800s. The early 1900s changed it to a private dining room. Used for private meetings that the public would not have approved of. Their dining room was the common area and more a tavern than restaurant. The employees&rsqu
It didn’t take Eric long for Amy to fix him up. The spirit box was out on the table, waiting for the cameras to roll and for him to turn it on. Shayla and Greta had briefed him on what to ask once the cameras were on, and not to expect anything right away. Most time it would take a long time before something came in.“Okay, I believe we’re ready. Tell me when to start.”Shayla gave a brief introduction to Eric. How he was subbing in for Berry who had a mild injury from earlier work and would be back later in the episode. She proudly announced that he was now a member of the team and helped by developing new equipment the viewers
Theinterviewwent on. TheShaman filled them in on stories. The subjectwasthe nature spiritswhoprotected the land and the native people. Some creatures were mischievous, and others malicious.He described theunique spirit creatures.Greta could see similarities tothe fairy creatures of Europeanfolklore. A war between human societies reflected within the local fairy tales made sense.Unexplained happenings made sense to blame them on fairies rather than blame someone and continue their war.They didn’t have people or science to investigate these happenings.Everyone needed and deservedpeace of mind, didn’t they?Being cautiousmeant survival and reminders would mean lives saved.