"I feel things..."
The intrigue very much continues here. It's 1977, times were different then, and I very much like how no big deal is made on the part of Adam as to what Matt was up to the previous night- these days, so much drama would be made of that, getting hugely in the way of things. Fortunately, we get only token friction here before the fascinating plot takes centre stage, as it should. Oh, and I probably ought to once again prose the atmospheric location, direction and music, lest I forgot.
So we left the villagers all singing, except a small and decreasing number of families who are not "happy"- I love the bond between the three kids determined not to be "happy", as it does rather seem a somewhat miserable existence. There's some nice hints about Dai and the "Sanctuary", with a few cryptic statements about things he "feels", both danger and knowledge... and a brass rubbing of an artifact with a serpent. Oh, and summat to do with the alignment of the magnetic field means there must have been a recent influx of energy.
Then Adam gets a telegram(!) in the pub... ah, the year of my birth seems so long ago. It seems that the area the central stone is pointing to is a black hole, remnant of a supernova observed a few hundreds of years BC... and Mr Hendricks, his drinking companion, played (as ever) with deliciously sinister joviality by Iain Cuthbertson, happens to know, and seemingly believe, a few legends about it.
Cue the true existential horror that is Morris dancing.... and the revelation that more and more villagers are becoming "happy". This is gripping stuff that draws you further in with each layer of the metaphorical onion.
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