Chapter 1
“I hate it to be in those countrycitys, there’s nothing to do at all.” Scott complained.
“Don’t complain. The people are very nice and why shouldn’t they like to hear us?” Rich answered.
“Rich is right man. At least we will get some sleep now - we all need it.” Abs added.
Hey, there is something we can do, we could climb the Tor, the view seems to be very nice.” Rich said.
“Climbing, it’s not that big. But we indeed could. It’s better than do nothing.” J decided.
“Wouzers, the view is great.” Rich said enthousiastically.
The 5ive boys had climbed Glastonbury Tor. They had several concerts in the neighbourhood and stayed in Glastonbury. It was a beautiful city, but indeed quite boring for five bad boys.
Abs walked over to the ruin. “What would this have been?” he asked.
“A castle I read. But they also say this was a holy place of the Tribes and in the 18th Century their kapel, the Zell, was burned down, right in this spot.” Rich answered.
“Why do you always read that trash?” Scott asked, meaning the travelbooks Rich always read when they went to a city or country they’d never been before.
“It’s not. It was very interesting. They say it’s haunted here by the spirit of Morgan Chatterley, Lady of the Tribes.”
“Yeah right, and Garfield is her witch cat” Abs said, shaking his head.
“Then don’t believe me. But I won’t save you when she is coming to get you.” Rich said and opened his amazing blue eyes wide. Then he chuckled. “Of course it’s nonsens, but it’s a nice story now isn’t it. Come on, I want to visit Chalice Well.”
The boys walked calmly down. Rich looked back. Suddenly the ruin didn’t seem a ruin anymore, but a kapel. A little woman in an long white dress and black curly hair stood before it. She smiled at him. She seemed a child, but she was not.
“Avalon greets you. Defender of Britain” it was a very beautiful, deep voice she had, although it didn’t seem to fit the little woman.
“Hey Rich, wake up, dreamboy. We don’t got all day.” Scott said irritated.
Rich shook his head. Perhaps he shouldn’t indeed read so much. It was getting on his nerves. Though, the voice had seemed so terribly real……
“I like it. There much of these things in the North, but it’s nice.” Sean said as he pointed out Charlice Well.
“It’s very nice.” Rich said. At that moment it began to change. It wasn’t old anymore, but beautiful and meant for using. A blond woman leanend on it. She wore the same dress as the little dark woman at the Tor. She looked up at him. She had beautiful blue eyes, but blood ran about her face. “Don’t believe her, don’t go, my love. She’ll destroy us all” her voice was sounding panicked.
“She’s insane.” Rich thought with a sudden shiver “bittered by the fate…”
He shook his head again, and the well was old again. How had he knew that? How had he knew the women, ‘cause he knew he did know them? What were they trying to tell him?
London, meet and greet at BMG-records.
“Yes, very nice to meet you.” Rich said routined. Normally he liked meet and greet’s, but since the accidents at Glastonbury he couldn’t think of anything else.
Another girl stood before him. She gave him a hand and said: ”I’m Charlice from Glastonbury. I saw you.” She smiled and Rich suddenly saw she looked like the blond woman. She knew. She smiled and whispered to him: ”If you wanna find out the secret of the Tor, come to me”. She gave him a little piece of paper with her address on it.
At home.
Billie looked worried at Rich, her boyfriend. She almost couldn’t believe what he told her. The job must be getting to hard on him – it was ridiculous. She was convinced that what he had seen was just sick imagination. And so she told him. Rich had been affraid she wouldn’t believe him. So he told nothing of Charlice - it would only complicate things.
“You’re probably right. I must forget it.” he said, but he didn’t mean it at all. Now he knew for sure he should visit Charlice.
“So lads, would you please look after him? I don’t know what has gotten into him, but I’m worried” Billie said.
‘Yeah surely, but it’s probably nothing…- you know him” Scott answered.
“THAT’S exactly what worries me” J interfered. “It’s totally not like Rich.”
Billie had decided to come with Rich to 5ive’s studio to talk to the other lads ‘cause she had noticed it wasn’t off his mind at all.
‘Perhaps we should talk to him about it” Abs suggested.
“I tried, but he says he won’t think of it anymore, but I just don’t believe it.”
Then Rich came in again and the discussion was closed. But J decided he wanted to know about it all and said: ”So Rich, I thought you didn’t believe in ghosts?”
Rich knew what he meant right away and looked angry at his girlfriend.
“It’s not her fault Rich- we all worry about you” Abs said, who saw Rich’ look.
“You don’t have to, thanks. I’m perfectly can solve my own problems.”
“We think you can’t, if you have such sick imagination. Perhaps you should visit a…”J started.
“I’m not a psycho for goddammit! I know what I saw and it WAS real. I know it, and I’m gonna find out what it meant, with or without your permission!” Rich said angrily.
“Okay then, I think you should figure it out yourself. We can’t help you” Billie said and looked hurt.
“I’m sorry” he said and wrapped his arm around his girlfriend.
