FESTIVAL OF THE BOG ENDS IN SUSPECTED MURDER.
Digitised for public record. Vol. 94, Issue 1215 — 20 November 2017.
Front page of the 20 November 2017 print edition of The English Reporter. Digitized for public record.
FESTIVAL OF THE BOG ENDS IN SUSPECTED MURDER.
(By The English Reporter - “The Methven Mole” Investigation’s Section)
NO ONE COULD HAVE PREDICTED THE TURN OF EVENTS THE NIGHT - OF THE 17TH NOVEMBER 2017- WOULD TAKE.
The Festival of The Bog, Methven Hollow’s prime event started and continued on as it had always done, like all the others for years.
Thousands upon thousands flocked to the town,
the streets were packed
and as always, even Minister Rupert Chadley - Minister of Heritage and Culture of England- showed up to commemorate the event himself.
The Bog’s Beloved took to the peat and preformed their ceremonial dance as always
and of course, Fog descended upon the town as it always had. As we assured you in the previous article it would go , as we quote ourselves
“ the Festival is actually quite tame and relatively uneventful.”
Except- it was not uneventful.
Not at all.
The English Reporter must now note the following series of exceptionally austere events in the order that took place just mere days ago, with as fragmented and scattered information as the minds of all those who were there to witness them.
We warn you, there is no bout of the theatrical reporting that The English Reporter normally procures, within this article. It would do no good and change nothing.
THE BOG, ITS FOG AND THEIR BELOVED.
At around 18:00 Minister of Heritage and Culture - Mr. Rupert Chadley, descended with his fleet of cars towards the entrance of the Bog to deliver a speech with historical and cultural pride. It was then, at around 18:40 that the audience started to chant verse 67 of the town’s infamous never-ending “Ballad of Burvington” as they - and we alongside them, have always done.
It was at 18:42 that upon completion of the verse that the group known as the “Bog’s Beloved began their traditional dance at the site to honour the Bog and all her exploits of keeping the town alive too long. (If you’d like more information on the famed infamous “Bog’s Beloved” group, check out the prior article here. read here )
And at around 18:48 it was noted that the Bog began to respond - with its infamously questionable gesture of procuring fog.
It was swiftly noted of just how much more it procured- an “obscene amount” by a fellow butcher’s clerk noting to us with deep concern just days after the events.
Even Minister Chadley announced his astonishment, saying that “ "That’s more Fog than we have seen in over a decade!” during the event.
The glaucous fog continued to seep and spread as it always does, as it supposedly shows positive signs of taking to the townsfolk’s prayers to it quite well. (Yes prayers, because that is the whole point of the Festival : to pray to apparently, a somewhat sentient Bog. Again, more information is available to you from the prior article here.)
THE DISTURBED CHILDREN.
And it was reported that at 18:59 two children were spotted running from out of the notoriously wayward forest known as the Methven Maze.
What we know and can definitively disclose on is that the children are a pair of siblings from the same family - of which the parents called for a missing alert before they were found. They ran straight towards the forming crowd with rather startling, dirtied and unkempt dispositions.
Even more startling than from whence they came and how they looked was the ominous series of same and highly eloquent statements the children ( no older than supposedly 7) uttered in succession. Lines such as :
“Turn away from your wickedness!”
“Please! You have forgotten the reason! The celebration’s true origin!”
“Are you not uneasy? Do the lies of the present, born from the deception of the past not sit wrong in your spirits? Do you have none even left to stir?”
“Turn away and remember, know the truth and remember!”
“Remember! Remember!
And perhaps most frightening of all, the one reiterated second most often :
“We are not alone!”
“Daddy. We were not alone in there.”
“What? who took-
“We are not alone.”
“We are all wrong and we are not alone.”
“We are not alone!”
And the most uttered, marked by the agreed upon by the audience present and our own ears as well - was not even in English :
“Remember! Remember! Abiit tempus, revertetur, non!”
“Abiit tempus, revertetur, non!”
“Abiit tempus, revertetur, non!”
“Abiit tempus, revertetur, non! Remember the fallen for they mustn’t rise again, it is not th-
The children were taken away for inspection before their final words could be fully uttered.
The town’s festivities were dulled for a moment before both the minster Chadley and mayor Buttle reinspired the town’s joviality. The festival resumed and bloomed soon after.
Although we The English Reporter struggled to get back into the swing of things as the children’s final sentiments remained tight in the air.
“Abiit tempus, revertetur, non!”
- which loosely translates to :
“The time is gone, it will return, I will not.”
That saying is two things: Latin and Burvington.
Yes that school and another two things : steel-tight and the perfect, bloody segue.
THE WRITING ON THE WALL.
After the aforementioned events it was assumed that the night would resume it usual “relatively uneventful” pace- it is natural for it to have gone so, as all the Festivals eras ago. But November 17th 2017 proved to be far from satisfied with the events.
1 more laid before us and it to this day, eclipsed the entire Bog’s Beloved, running children and surplus fog.
At 20:20 the first rushed calls were reported to come from the same place, until the calls became a “ barrage of noise, the police departments simply could not efficiently attend to. “ - Rollis , Deputy Head.
The calls, majorly made by “Burlie Boys” detailed varying angles of the same horrific issue : the gates of Burvington preparatory Boys School of Excellence had been wickedly defaced with a most menacing and incriminating message in red.
It is also confirmed by oncoming toxicology reports , that the message in red has trace elements of blood within it. Whose, is yet unconfirmed.
The message read :
ATLAS MATTHEWS WAS indeed SLAUGHTERED BUT NOT BY SELF.
ASK THE OTHERS.
THEY WOULD KNOW.
- A
We are now able to legally confirm that the article regarding a suicide at Burvington we released weeks ago and the named victim on the bloody wall are the same Burlie.
This, changes things.
This changes everything.
Every tiny, very little piece of information we have been fed in innocuous and drab drippings melt away into insignificant he-said she-said under the light of this bloody revelation.
From assumed and investigated self-slaughter to now, supposed manslaughter? Of only 1 boy?
or every other unnamed “Burlie Boy” bar 2 . That must now be called to question.
As of the 20th November, just three days after the startling events of the Festival, both Surrey and Kent have formed a joint police investigative team.
And with a joint statement, admitted to doing so in order to tackle the new wave of pressure to call the “vanishing acts of Burvington Preparatory Boys school “ what they could now potentially have always been : murders.
This has thrown us all into a most pernicious and unrelenting flush of confusion and horror - the same can be said for Headmaster Wentworth of Burvington school who gave an understandably brief statement into the early hours of the next day 18th :
“I assure you that while the whereabouts of some Burlies do unfortunately remain unknown and we continue to exhaust every possible resource of our powerful arsenal to safely locate the young men, I hold no belief that such incriminating defacement upon the school gates holds any truth. I and this great establishment’s staff are more than willing to be questioned by law enforcement, no matter how gruelling, to prove that fact. Should the fact be proven false and there is some semblance of truth by the defacement, we assure total compliance with the proper authorities to bring justice. Please, bear with me during this startling time as I prioritise the mental fortitude of the Burlies. Thank you and God bless.”
-Arthur Wentworth, Headmaster of Burvington Prep School.
The English Reporter finds it too early to probe and make judgements of Mr. Wentworth’s statement at this very time.
But that, as always remains as in flux as the day.
THE AFTERMATH.
These past 3 days have been nothing short of horrific for the entire town, Burvington School and all of England as well, as we have on d again been reduced to waiting ducks, in hopes of any more light being shed into an increasingly dark situation.
The English Reporter, will be here when the next piece breaks.
Please stay insatiable with us, in the waiting.
Digitised for Public Record
-The Methven Mole Investigations Desk
The English Reporter
20
November 2017