"Obeah and submit"

"Obeah and submit" Here's another one from the archives that we're blowing the dust off of... " Several years ago, our intrepid team of investigators were in "The Big Easy" doing an investigation on pharmacy that's extremely haunted- although the locals remain very tight-lipped of it's nefarious past... and those employed there are even less talkative. As with most discoveries perseverance pays off (and greasing a few palms doesn't seem to hurt either), they were eventually allowed to perform a very clandestine inspection of the premises, just making sure to keep the test equipment well concealed and hidden from view- to the uninitiated, it appeared to be nothing more than an awkward interview. A lot of amazing discoveries were made on that investigation- it seemed that the mere mention of certain reported events, places, and people sent the spirits into a psychic frenzy that caused the equipment to almost malfunction from the magnitude of the readings. Although their access was extremely limited to the parlour and only a few other select locations- it was a very successful investigation. After the events that took place in the pharmacy, the group had some downtime to relax and/or explore the other wonders that N'Awlins (New Orleans, to those that don't know) has to offer- whether it's the history, architecture, the occult lore, shopping, or the world famous restaurants. The city has so much to discover... even if it belies much more sinister intent. The group split up and went their own way, for the most part- some people have similar interests so they may pair up to save on cab fare or whatever. There a those, hoever, that march to the beat of their own drum and go their own separate way- which can lead to trouble in a city infamous for it's supernatural nature. One of the team split off from the group to explore the seedier underbelly of the nightlife scene- more specifically the bars of the French Quarter. It started off as a fairly normal pub-crawl, have a drink, check out the scenery, and move onto the next one to repeat the process. During one visit to a particular bar (famous for "the Hurricane") our team member was noticed an African-American gentleman across the crowded bar, whose mode of dress fit the city perfectly- just not for this era. He was clad in all black, wearing a full length black coat, dressy pants, a vest, a dress shirt with silver buttons, a top hat, and very shiny shoes. It was clear that this gentleman was very meticulous about his appearance- everything about him was just so, with absolutely nothing out of place. He started walking towards our investigator and it seemed that the crowd of partiers either parted before him or he seemed to pass through the ones that were to slow to move out of his way. They attributed this to the alcohol that they has consumed, but they hadn't had that much too drink- so that couldn't be the reason. He had his head down as he approached our lone investigator and just before he spoke he raised his head, so that his face was finally visible. Even in the dimly lit recess in the lounge of this bar, the first thing our team member noticed were his eyes- they had an almost luminescent quality that made them appear to glow in the low lighting of the bar. They looked yellow with a red ring surrounding the iris with a black halo around the outside of it. They were mesmerizing, if not hypnotic- they didn't just draw you in, they ensnared you. Realizing that they were staring at this stranger, they shook their head in order to regain their composure. Then the stranger spoke, he had a thick accent as if he just arrived from the islands (the ones in the Atlantic, not the Pacific) and had recently learned to speak the English language. They had a hard time understanding him at first, but as they listened they noticed two distinct things; it sounded as if the the were coming from inside their head AND that as he spoke they couldn't hear the background noise any longer- there were no racuous sounds of revelry going on behind them... it was if the world had been muted. They were finally able to re-focus on the stranger and finally understand what it was he was saying. "You da one dat did da 'nvestigations on da pharmacy earlier t'day?" Unable to break his gaze, they nodded their head up and down- in the back of their mind thinking that they had never seen this person before now and how did he know they were part of that investigation... "Ya know ya done stirred up dem spirits somefin' awful and dey have called upon me to stop you from enragin' dem futher," he paused for a second and reached into his vest pocket and concealed something in h is palm, "Dey aksed me to deal wit' you as I get da sense you da only one within ya group wit' any kind o' abilities." Our member couldn't believe that this stranger knew they were the only psychic in the group without ever having spoken to them or had any type of interaction with this stranger. "By dealin' wit' you da spirits will be appeased and da rest of ya group will leave da city before somet'ing a happens to dem.' Our investigator wondered, "what does he mean? What's he going to do to me?" As if he read their mind, he said, "Don' you worry, it will all be ovah for you soon and da spirits will return to der peace." He held his hand out and motioned for our investigator to head for the exit into the alley behind the bar. As if they had no control over their body or actions, the complied with his request and stood up, walked to the exit, and pushed down on the bar that had been latching the door closed. He followed closely behind and made that the door had closed behind them. He turned towards our investigator and said, "It's a shame you had to disturb dem spirits, you possess wit'in ya great power- but dem spirits none too 'appy right now." He revealed a small pouch in his hand that he had previously removed from his vest, "Wit' dis powdah your heart will stop and it will seem dat you died o' natural causes- dere will no' be any pain." Our investigator realized that this was really happening and this stranger was serious- they really meant to kill them. "NO!" They aren't sure whether they thought it or vocalized it, but it was clear to them that THIS was NOT going to happen. They regained control of their body and prepared to flee the alley and this assassin. The stranger taken back at this sudden burst of defiance spoke sternly, "Ya don' unnahstand, this is goin' ta 'appen, it will be ovah." "No, it most certainly will not and we both know that your powder isn't going to work on me- I am stronger than you are and you just happen to catch me off guard while I was drinking," they said, "but you've given me the clarity needed to sober up by threatening my life!" The stranger attempting to regain his control of the situation whispered, "Look into ma eyes, very deeply into dem and obey my will." "NO! I told you that you have no control over me any longer and I'm leaving!" The stranger said angrily, "I am a very strong Obeah and you cannot escape yo fate dat da spirits called fo'." "You are NOT stronger than me or I wouldn't have been able to get free of your gaze or see into your mind that you intended to stop my heart with your hypnosis when you realized that your powder was going to be ineffectual!" our investigator spat back at him, "your hold on me is broken and you know that you cannot regain it- you have been beaten." The stranger shrunk back and realized that they were right- he was undone. Our team member turned to leave the alley when they thought of another parting barb, "And another thing..." they stopped when they realized that they were alone in the alley- the stranger hadn't gone back into the bar (it wasn't possible, the door locked behind them) and there was only one way out of this cul-de-sac/alley and he hadn't passed her... he simply vanished. He was gone and she was alone in the back alley behind this bar. They felt a chill, and noticed that the pouch he was holding was now laying on the ground where the stranger had been standing. They reached down and picked it up feeling that they'd earned it as some sort of macabre, near-Death trophy. She opened up the pouch and found that contained some stones, herbs, spices, a few small bones (that were later discovered to be human finger bones), and a ring of pure silver. After this fateful encounter they got the Hell of there and headed back to the hotel and recounted the story as best they could to the rest of the members of the group. They listened intently and recorded the events as our investigator described them. After returning from Louisiana the item and the recording were placed in storage in order to pack up and load out for the next exciting scheduled adventure... Note: They have since tried to revisit that pharmacy, but if/when phone calls are returned/answered- the person on the other end of the line sounds extremely agitated and ends the call abruptly. During one of these exchanges one of our psychics said that they felt another "presence" that appeared to be controlling the person on the phone commanding them to end their communication. Now this item has been taken out of storage and been tested for the last few years, it has remarkable qualities even though our psychic may have diminished their full potential slightly by escaping from the Obeah in the alley and breaking his hold over them- it still retains most of it's power. The pouch (and its contents) have the ability to bend the will of an intended target- it doesn't give one total control over the subject's mind and/or body, BUT it does make the other person a LOT more receptive and susceptible to the power of suggestion. We have discovered that if any article of jewelry is placed in the pouch with the Obeah's ring it obtains the abilities of the original. Trying to get a raise at work? Looking to be hired at a company of YOUR choosing? Hoping to get that loan for a house, car, and/or boat? Want to ensure that you only pay just what the sticker price is on that new car and maybe have all the options thrown in at little or NO cost? Then this is definitely the piece that you need to make things in your life a little easier.... THESE PIECES ARE MADE JUST FOR YOU AND ARE ALL STERLING SILVER. YOU TELL US WHAT YOU WANT THE POWER TO DO SO IT IS TAILORED TO YOU AND YOU ONLY!! WE HAVE BEEN DOING DOZENS OF THESE AND NOT ONE SINGLE PERSON HAS COMPLAINED OR BEEN UNHAPPY! I HAVE A FEW MYSELF IN CASE I WANT TO CHANGE WHAT I'M WEARING.
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