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SPOILER ALERT!! DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU INTEND READING THE BOOK OR WATCHING THE MOVIE THE HOST

CHAPTER 1: INSERTION

They captured him in the high mountains of Ireland. It was on a regular outing with the seekers. Unfortunately for him they could spot his red hair from miles away! His short legs was also no match for the team of seekers. Right as they were about to catch him he turned towards them and said if you let me go I will gra .....But was zapped by the seeker Heavy Thunder before he could finish.

The Healer had done a good job the reek was gone and he was well cleaned and in tip top shape. One of their top souls Wanderlust would be inserted into the body. After making a careful insertion near the top of his skull he exposed his spinal column with a few delicate strokes of the scalpel. Next he asked his assistant to hand him the soul. He was amazed again at the silvery beauty of that before he looked more intense at it. His assistant who thought himself a good comic had handed him a tin foil duck. Ha Ha very funny he said now hand me the real soul. Wanderlust immediately fused with the host.

Day 1 as wanderlust awoke she had a undeniable desire to make shoes. Pointy shoes , children shoes, church shoes and even wooden shoes. She shook the desire and went to the classes she presented at the college. At 5 she woke up and saw the shoes she had made. What had happened! why shoes? She could not remember where she got all the leather and mock leather and wood. But there lay 20 pairs of shoes in front of her. Now she felt a desire to go to a pub. No she couldnt allow the host to control her. She would go to professor Smith and talk about some of his experiences he had with hosts. She remembered he had some experience with adult host. On the way she saw a bright sign "Old McFinn's Irish Pub". Why would there be still pubs with the takeover completed. Her species abhorred substance abuse. Perhaps there was still humans that had not been taken over. She gingerly walked to the pub inside it was full of souls drinking. They looked up guiltily when she entered. What was happening here?

Day2 : It felt like a truck had ran over her head. Wanderlust groaned and almost upchucked as she smell the foul reek of whiskey throughout her room. She heard a snore like a baby elephant playing beside her. Cautiously she turned around. A fat ugly woman was lieing there. How she came there wanderlust could not remember. Somehow the name Mildred popped in her head. She had to shake this. Shivering she washed herself and went to work. The morning went as normal and she taught a few classes. Perhaps the host was just kicking a last few feeble kicks before it got subdued she hoped nervously..... 8 PM she walked from a shade neighbourhood there was a little bag of gold in her right hand. How she could receive this much gold was unknown to her. When she arrived at home the shoes was gone. She looked around nobody had broke into the place. Mildred she remembered. Nervously she hoped that Mildred stole the shoes and that she would never see her again.

Day 3: As she woke up she felt she was lieing on multiple things. Slowly she turned . Her whole room was covered with shoes: blue pairs, pink, green, cowboy boots , fancy shoes, barrister shoes, soldiers boots, workers boots. She looked for the bag of gold hoping that she had went out and bought the shoes. It was still there. What was going on. Why shoes?? Perhaps the college triggered something. She would call in sick maybe this would clear her head. 11 AM a faint knock could be heard at her door. Slowly she moved there: She opened and saw a small what looked like a girl standing there. But yet it was an adult. She looked at this miniature human and then heard her asking for her shoes. Before she knew what happened she was standing with a pair of tiny shoes in her hand. The little woman took the shoes from her hands and put a gold coin inside it. She then ran towards the woods. Wanderlust ran after her. She had to find out what was going on. But suddenly it was if the woman lifted through the forest and drifted away. Wanderlust felt a tension build up inside her it started from her stomach and whirled up into her head..she could see her hands making shoes it was like they were working at a maddening speed and in the meantime she heard her self whistling a strange tune. She lost hope . It was certain that the host was to strong.


to be continued....