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November 24, 2013 · 10:56 am

“Say what?”

bb:

He didn’t think he had any choice, and he didn’t. Not really. He had to enter the east side of town.

—–

The cat reappears atop the revamped City Hall.

“No,” Edwardston thinks, “it didn’t fly away… unfortunately. What *was* this irrational fear of cats appearing/manifesting in him? First the appearance of that backwards figure between the palm leaves, seeming to enter the Confluence Place, and then the manifestation of the Catman inside the very same palm (trunk this time), facing toward his house instead. Two in one, he realizes. Dwarf and Giant, he then thinks as well, although he’s not sure where that analogy popped in from. Barrel House. He *must* get into the Confluence Place [although he doesn’t call it that].

He decides he has to enter the east side of town from the front door, as it were, and not go in sideways. That might even be dangerous at this point.

Carrcassonne watches as he heads back around what he’s calling Barrel House toward his residence, intending to circle around it to the start of the yellow bricked road…

… only to keep going straight into the Church of The Diagonal [ again this is not what Edwardston calls the structure] and all the way through it to the 7th spire of the Castle of the 7th Spire [again… Edwardston doesn’t know its true title, or what Baker Bloch has selected for its name].

Here is his answer.

—-

bb:

So what next?

Hucka D.:

He has a realization about The Diagonal. He puts two and two together… actually he remembers the diagonal from Baker Bloch’s collage, the one with the ~~four~~ five Baker Blochs in one.

bb:

What *happens* there?

Hucka D.:

Two places become one place. He is there, on the lower edge of the Rubi Woods in that 7th spire of the Church of the 7th Spire…

bb (completing Hucka D.’s thought):

… and he’s also in Virtual Chelsea Hotel village at the 97/97/97 spot there. The two Triple Points are one Triple Point. How’s that?

Hucka D.:

I’m still not sure what happens.

bb:

He can’t choose east. He can’t choose west. He must choose above… *beyond*. Above… higher.

Hucka D.:

The Cat attacks and possesses him. He becomes All Eyes.

bb:

He knows what replaced the cat even though he hasn’t even entered the east side of town.

Hucka D.:

He’ll see, in a flash, the polarization of the Norris religion[ of the east] with the TILE game[ of the west]. He’ll be above.

bb:

He’ll hear the whispers within The Table House. Without The Residents, The Table House would not be as it is … might not even exist.

Hucka D.:

They guard it. They look over it. Send Baker Bloch back to end.

bb:

Who *are* these guys??

“So what…

… does this new development, these — *Residents* — mean, Hucka D.?

Hucka D.:

They are your Residents. They are the center of an illness.

bb:

It’s going to freak Edwardston out.

Hucka D.:

You better find out his reaction.

bb:

Right.

—–

This day Edwardston Resident makes the decision that he’s going to use the teleporter again to see more of VWX Town.

A female voice behind him: “Residents.”

“Did you *say* something… er (checking title of object again)… Wyn??”

But the conversation, if you can call it that, appeared to be over. “Residents?” Edwardston then thinks, walking toward the teleporter. “Is that me and this Wyn?” The idea flitted through Edwardston’s mind that they were destined to marry and share the last name. Indeed, when he found the woman cutout in his inventory several days back, he thought that maybe Baker Bloch had placed it there to give him an Eve to his Adam, a perfect soulmate. He had even talked to her sometimes, but never had she spoken back. Is the object instead channeling another soul?

“How about you, Philip Linden?” Edwardston asked the other figure in the room. “Do you want to say something this morning as well?” But Philip remained silent.

Big Head Philip.

After checking outside the house for anything new (and seeing nothing) he uses the teleporter to head toward the City Hall again. He didn’t specifically remember the teleport option labelled “City Hall 05” from yesterday’s travels — he remembers “City Hall 01-04” options instead. Maybe it was just bad memory. He’s still very new, he said to himself in his mind. Maybe Baker Bloch relabelled the floors while he was asleep, he then thought. Maybe the bottom floor was now “City Hall 00” instead of “City Hall 01”. He’d read about that numbering problem somewhere — what to name a ground floor.

He takes a deep breath, selects “City Hall 05” from his options, and hits the teleport button…

“OMG, what *is* that way up here?”

Then he recognizes the object and quickly teleports back to his home, breath all panicy now. “That *cat*!!”

—–

Hucka D.:

See?

bb:

And if that cat’s way up there on top of the new 5th floor of the City Hall, then he’s going to start asking himself what took the place of the cat on the Confluence Place. It’s actually the very same cat moved directly up, but let’s not bother with that now.

Hucka D.:

Let’s not bother now with that.

bb:

He’s going to find The Residents.

Hucka D.:

And think Baker Bloch is insane — mentally ill — at the core of it.

bb:

*Is* he?

Hucka D.:

Of course not. (pause) I don’t think. But, anyway, the conglomeration of *eyeball* objects is suppose to represent insanity. The Residents directly took the place of The Cat.

bb:

Edwardston *must* simply enter the east side of VWX Town now.

Hucka D.:

Simply *must*.

bb:

Tonight?

Hucka D.:

Let us talk about this [ instead]. The City Hall has been extended up a floor, and topped with the same cat that use to lie directly below on the Confluence Place. The Confluence Place has been remodelled, enlarged. It is a place of *memory*. A third stream now comes from within and not from without.

bb:

The backing waterfall.

Hucka D.:

Right. Confluence Place has everything it needs in itself now. It doesn’t need Edwardston Resident.

bb:

Not sure I follow you, Hucka D.

Hucka D.:

It already has Residents.

bb:

But I think we spoke before…

Hucka D.:

… before spoke…

bb:

… about The Table House the City Hall now completely arches over to reach the space of Confluence Place.

—–

Edwardston walks out of the house toward the Confluence Place to look for the cat. Something else is there for sure.

The cat is not even within Edwardston’s vision range atop the City Hall’s new, 5th floor. “Could it have, I don’t know, *flown* away??” he asks himself. But, no, it’s still there. Invisible to him, but there.