How to Alter Time You have most likely seen an old black and white film where the speed was slightly off and the people looked funny because they moved unusually fast. This occurs because the old cameras had to be hand cranked while they were filming, and if the camera operator didn’t crank it at [...]

Part of the revelation I had that night at the haunted house was a new lens or way of looking at the haunt I was working in. As I said before I was conflicted over the seemingly opposite directions I was attempting to go in at the same time – creating fear and darkness and also creating light & truth.

The beams of light cut through the emptiness of night sky, dividing the expanse into four parts and then circling around each other to choose again. Back and forth they swung, stretching toward the stars on one end, but pinned down to the earth by their tails on the other. That place, the place where the light began(or ended), was the place where I was headed. I had followed these lights many other cold itchy-nosed nights, but this one would be different. This autumn night, though I didn’t know it at the time, I would catch the tail of my own light and begin reeling it in.