The threatening hues of grey hid the fact that it was only early in the morning. As the harsh, cold sea wind ravaged over the gentle slopes, rain swept down like needles piercing everything in their path. This November morning was arguably one of the worst moments to be here, in Callanish. Though according to the weather forecast it was still about 3 degrees, the wind and rain made sure to bring the apparent temperature down to nearly -10 degrees Celsius. Though his long navy trench coat was thick and meant to protect him from this God awful weather, he was still wistfully recalling the snowy landscape of Lithuania. His 18 hour journey from Lithuania to Callanish via Copenhagen and Edinburgh had been anything but pleasant. Ike Marvin did not like aviation as a means of travelling. Being trapped in those little metal death coffins was not one of his hobbies, especially not as Ike possessed more knowledge on all possible doom scenarios than people in general did. Though Ike's knowledge was often very useful, in certain situations it was a heavy disadvantage for the fellow as it would weigh heavily on his own mental health.<br/><br/>Ike adjusted the high collar of his trench coat as he peered around, his dark eyes inspecting the township Callanish. It wasn't a big town, but it was clear to see that some tourists had helped this town get around. It had the basic facilities to sustain itself: a bed & breakfast, a café, a small supermarket, a tourist information centre, an apothecary, a small DIY store and a chapel. Even in this type of weather, the old town had a certain charm. It was tempting to move over to the small café on the corner and get himself a nice steaming hot cup of coffee. Surely, he could use the warm embrace of the magical hot liquid, however a deal was a deal. Right here, in front of the small chapel, was the place they were supposed to meet. Luckily, his trench coat and fedora kept most of the rain away from his clothes and skin underneath, but the cold was still quite palpable. Somehow the white blanket of snow in Lithuania had not felt this intense. Ike hoped his travel companion would hurry.<br/><br/>If the circumstances had been any different, Ike would have taken his sweet time to get here, making it a nice little road trip to travel across different ancient sites. However, unbeknownst to many, the forebodes of the long awaited apocalypse were taking place. The ancient Goëts had written extensively about these aspects. Unfortunately, most of it had been lost in time as younger civilizations had classified the written warnings of the Goëtium civilization as no more than folklore and superstition. In all truth, a lot of old societies had predictions about the end of times, and unfortunately, most of these predictions had some baseline of truth in them. The Verbintenis, one of the secret organizations investigating the dark arts of the world, amongst which the ancient civilization Goëtium, had long ago noticed that Goëtium had the most accurate predictions, of which some had already taken place.<br/><br/>One of the many predictions had been the following:<br/><span style="font-style: italic">Vogels vliegen als gekken,<br/>om van de leylijnen vertrekken.<br/>Dood in de lucht, <br/>door deze angstige vlucht.<br/>Wanneer het onzichtbare openbaart,<br/>is de apocalypse verklaard.</span><br/><br/>This ancient prediction warned about the situation that was currently taking place. In many cities, around the Ley lines, birds were going haywhire. Their irradical behaviour meant that they were flying in odd patterns in the air, gathering in huge groups and in their panicked flight killing each other as their flights bashed against each other. For the Verbintenis, it was clear that the birds were now able to see wavelengths they had previously been unable to see, which caused chaos in their small brains, slowly turning them insane as their brains got stuck in the 'fight or flight' pattern. Common folks had merely seen this as a warning that the long years of shameless industrialization were not without consequence. Though their conclusion was incorrect, the Verbintenis would not stop the public from trying to better the way they interacted with nature while the Verbintenis would work on trying to prevent the apocalypse before the final signs would come to be.<br/><br/>From the ancient writings, it was unclear if the apocalypse would mean that the world would be rewritten or undone. The only element that was without question, was that the apocalypse was bad. It would end life as everyone knew it, changing it. Though the Verbintenis was curious about the details of the apocalypse, the scientific urge for discovering the truth was not worth potentially sacrificing all life on Earth, and perhaps even beyond Earth.<br/><br/>The unfortunate predicament had brought Ike to the remote isle of Lewis of the Outer Hebrides archipelago in Scotland. Out of all ancient sites that revealed the past presence of the Goëtium empire, this one was most likely to shed new light on the predictions. Callanish was one of the corner stones of the Sacred Pentagram of Scotland, which was based on ancient Ley lines of Scotland's key sacred sites. Moreover, Callanish was famous for its megalithic sites: Callanish Stones. These standing stones were arranged in a cruciform pattern with a central stone circle in a time long passed. Usually, these were quite a tourist attraction. Ike guessed that this nightmare-fuel weather was suitable for one thing at least, as it would enable them to inspect the ancient site without having nosey tourists around and about. Next to this horrendous wind and rain, the predictions mentioned that a thunderstorm would likely pass over soon as well. Ike hadn't decided yet if it would be best to wait that storm out, or to see what the storm would do to the site, if it would do anything with it. Though, common sense would dictate that it would be highly unwise to stand in an open field during such a storm. It had Ike conflicted, and thus he would await the opinion of his travelling companion to decide upon the best course of action.<br/><br/>In all honesty, Ike didn't know who he was waiting for. It had all been arranged so quickly after the fast increase in signs, that many small teams had been sent out to visit as many old Goëtian sites as possible. Though Ike had received a message with the phone number of his partner, his cell phone reception was an abomination. It was uncertain to Ike if the lack of signal was due to the barren location, the energy radiating from the Ley lines, or perhaps from the storm. Though, another option was that his cellphone carrier had no coverage here.