Summary
The story revolves around Jamie Pierce. A young 28 y/o male living in Perth Australia. He suffers from a benign brain tumor that was stable for most of his life. However as of late the tumor started to grow and is pressing on certain regions of the brain that influence memory and fantasy - reality separation.
He suffers from blackouts because of this and with these blackouts come delusions and elaborate fantasy’s. However what he doesn’t know is that the delusions are an actual link into a parallel time line all connected via a "portal" in a church in an abandoned village in the woods to the east of perth. His time is connected to a 1950’s village called Corrin where a closed cult worshipping the god called Sonaré. A few members of this society are however gathering childrens souls for the oposite god called Énaros. Black and white or yin and yang. a struggle ensues in the village and the real-time world in 2016. And somehow Jamie is involved with his friend and neighbour Jenny.
Prologue
It was seven thirty in the morning. Outside the window of my second floor apartment in downtown Perth, the sun was rising slowly but steadily warming up the morning dew that had gathered during the night. The curtains covering my bedroom window were partially opened and now the orange hued sunlight was travelling across my bedroom slowly creeping up in my face. My conscious was drifting between sleep and waking up as thoughts of my visit to the hospital and the accompanying test swam back and forth.
What if they find it has grown….?.
Will they be able to do anything…?
Will I be okay..?
Should I tell Jenn…?
As the time spent in the sub-conscious became less and less and I became more aware of my surroundings I saw the sunlight seeping through my eyelids. I woke up to a dimly lit bedroom in my apartment. A double sized bed facing the southern wall, head plate resting against the northern. Ii turned my head away from the window slightly as I felt a throbbing pain coming up in my head induced by the light. A stack of magazines rested on the floor next to my bed stand, along with my clothes from last night. The alarm clock showed me the time in bright green, led lit, digital numbers. Seven thirty-eight. It was time to get up. My appointment was at ten in the morning and the ride to the hospital was about fifteen minutes by bike, if I cut through the park. As I raised myself from the bed and sat at its end the pain in my head got worse. I decided I’d make my way to the bathroom to freshen up and taking my migraine medication against the headaches. I was slouching, eyes barely open to prevent the sunlight from getting through, feeling my way through with my hands. When I reached the bathroom is found it mostly dark. The light hadn’t found its way here completely yet. The was a very faint glow of orange covering the tiles, bath and cabinet but it was enough for me to see right in front of me. I turned on my heels to close the bathroom door a bit more, and then turned back in the direction of the sink to wash my face. I turned the tap, cupped my hands and bent forward. But as I bent a sharp pain surged through my spine starting at the base of the tail-bone and ending at the top spreading through my head as a full out migraine. My muscles tightened as I tried to breathe the pain away. It didn’t work. I felt myself getting light headed as I caught a glimpse of myself in the cupboard mirror above the sink. A pale face and chin covered in a two day stubble looked back at me. Dark deep, saggy eyes glaring. My vision faded. The world became blurry as I felt my legs getting numb and powerless and I fell to the floor.