A Short Story
And this is how it went ...but not for the nervous
Many, many years ago . . .. . . . ...... during one of the coldest winters that Sutton had ever known, there was the curious incident of the mysterious figure seen opening the door to the stair tower, that gave access up the narrow stone stairs to the bell chamber.
It first came to light when noticed by the Curate, a man known as George Windup, who very soon told the Verger, who was then an impressionable young man called Harry Gudgeon. Harry went to look for himself one night, and was so frightened by what he saw that he dared not even tell the Vicar.
For there used to be an old blackboard in the bell-ringing chamber, that was used by the Curate and Vicar for putting down the names of those on the rota to ring the bells for matins, evensong, and Sunday services. One dark, November night, during the reign of old King Henry, an apparition was seen to enter the staircase, and disappear up the stairs.
No-one was ever seen to come back down, and every time the Curate followed it up the winding stairs, on entering the bell chamber, he saw a curious phenomenon.
Someone, or something, had wiped all the chalked names for Sunday from the blackboard, and drawn instead a huge box of squares, as if to play naughts and crosses, a game that is sometimes also known as Tic-Tac-Toe. The Curate did the obvious thing, he wiped the squares from the board and replaced the bellringers' names. But, as time went on, and the squares re-appeared, and the game of naughts & crosses became half completed. The Curate suspected that someone was playing tricks, and so hid the chalk. And lo and behold, for a short time, the mysterious game on the blackboard stopped. The happenings, as they became to be called amongst the congregation in the know, seemed to have just ..... stopped !
And then ... one foggy night, when the mists were swirling around the tombs in the churchyard, the Curate quite innocently ascended the stone staircase to prepare for the bell-ringing for that night's evensong. He was brought up with a start ... for there on the blackboard was once again . . . . . . . . . .
. . . a blank game of Tic-Tac-Toe ....
Just like this one down here.
Do you want to have a go ?