This prediction works best if someone is reading the instructions to you. If you would like to hear my crummy voice reading the directions aloud, please click here and view it on Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Bz-WBEYMao&feature=youtu.be If not, please continue reading.
This image is not only a map of a werewolf’s territory, but it’s also a demonstration that a werewolf’s sense of smell is so keen that the pack doesn’t need to see you to track you down.
Don’t believe me? Tell you what, let’s put it to the test, but you must follow these directions Precisely. I can track you through my territory, even though I may seem a world away. You can run… but I WILL find you.
We’ll start in the northernmost Forest at the New Moon. However, you have to decide when the hunt begins. Do you leave at Dawn? In the Midday heat? Perhaps you catch the last rays of sun at Dusk? How about in the shadows on the Eve? Or in the middle of the Night?
Please pick Dawn, Midday, Dusk, Eve, or Night. Then, skipping the space you’re on (the New Moon) Spell that time, moving one moon clockwise per letter.
You’ve now arrived at a new region in my territory. These regions are the Cave, Forest, Bay, Field, Lake, Bog, and River. Not counting the space you are on, spell that region, moving one moon clockwise per letter.
Now, remember, it was you that picked the departure time; it’s you who’ve been moving around the map. I have no way of knowing where you are. So, you’ve evaded me, and are in a new region in my territory. But I think I’m getting closer, and you must keep going. Not counting the space you are on, spell that region, moving one moon clockwise per letter.
You’ve yet again landed in a new region, but my pack has fanned out, and while we haven’t located you, I now know where you aren’t.
You aren’t in the Forest.
Nor are you in the western Field.
You aren’t in the northern part of the Lake.
And you aren’t in the southern part of the Bay, either.
However, my packmates remain in these locations, marked by blood splatters. These places are no longer safe for you to travel in, and you must skip them from now on.
Not counting the space you are on, spell that region, moving one moon clockwise per letter, while skipping the blooded moons.
I’ve got you.
You’re in the southern Bog, On the Full Moon.
Just in time for the Halloween Season!
I’ve actually had this image and the rules pretty much done for weeks now, but I’ve just now managed to get things audio-recorded and such.
I hope you’ve enjoyed this lycanthropic re-imagining of the classic magic trick, The Mind-Reading Clock.
Thanks so much for joining me!