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The Strange Encounter Of Samuel Jenkins
The Strange Encounter Of Samuel Jenkins
The Strange Encounter Of Samuel Jenkins
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When Dr. William Smith mysteriously disappeared, he left his case notes to a writer named Frank M. Luder., who diligently compiled the notes to form a narrative. This tale is the first of those notes.
Smith details the descent into madness of a man called Samuel Jenkins. A man who, when working in a remote location, had an unfortunate experience when he saw a strange, otherworldly creature. 
Since that experience, Jenkins has suffered from a mental distress which has left him unable to work. Hence he called upon the Dr. 
Doctor Smith fastidiously attempts to find the root of the problem, and the nature of the apparent extra-terrestrial haunting that afflicts Samuel Jenkins. 
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This story is a supernatural novella. Its themes include madness, extra-terrestrials, hauntings and a man drawn to commit the most heinous of crimes. If you enjoy Gothic tales and Ghost stories, then "The Strange Encounter Of Samuel Jenkins" is for you. 

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJ.M. Michael
Release dateFeb 22, 2015
ISBN9781507037317
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    The Strange Encounter Of Samuel Jenkins - J.M. Michael

    Table Of Contents

    Table Of Contents

    Dedication and Acknowledgements

    Prologue

    Chapter 1

    Chapter 2

    Chapter 3

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 6

    Chapter 7

    Chapter 8

    Chapter 9

    Chapter 10

    Just Before You Go...

    Dedication and Acknowledgements

    I would like to thank my family for their support in everything I do.

    I’d also like to thank the countless people and inspirations that have encouraged me to take up writing, as well as the readers that allow me to do so.

    Thanks,

    J.M. Michael.

    Prologue

    Once upon a time, I was going to be a doctor. It was my more interesting habits that would lead to me not pursuing the profession, but it was only after numerous years of university and tens of thousands of pounds in accrued debt that I came to this realisation. I might have been persuaded if it had not been for the fact that my production of, shall we say, less than orthodox theories became the mainstay of my social existence. That said, the way of the mind and the body still interests me as though I were a professional physician, and despite my proclivities towards the sensational, and my general ill-health I’ve still managed to travel and stay up-to-date with the latest findings in medicine.

    It was during my travels that I met one of the most interesting men I had the pleasure of spending time with. We had a lot in common, a background in the medical field among them. However, I had made the terrible decision not to become a doctor based on the fact that I was already achieving a certain infamy due to my philosophies. My new acquaintance, Dr. William Smith, did not share this fortune. Instead, he had become a full doctor, in that strange capitalist land of the United States of America. Unlike in my native Britain, it was very easy to accumulate vast funds at a very young age as a doctor. Smith had done so and at the tender age of 37, still unmarried and without a particular anchoring to any one place, decided to travel.

    I'd met Dr. William Smith in Vietnam. To be precise, it was in Ho Chi Minh City, formerly known as Saigon. As I said before, I fancy myself somewhat knowledgeable about the practice of medicine, despite never having qualified. Dr. Smith, however, had knowledge which utterly eclipsed mine in every way conceivable. This wasn't just due to training and few years’ experience; instead he had a passion for medicine in a way that I have never seen-not even amongst my lecturers or the senior physicians who I interned with.

    As luck should have it, he decided, having made his fortune already, to start up a small scale private clinic in my native London. It would be a few months before he would commence this undertaking as he still had the majority of Southeast Asia to travel. Still, he was looking for somebody who had medical knowledge and business acumen, because his life of luxury was not to be hampered by this new professional undertaking. He wanted an assistant, or a business partner: someone who would deal with the mundane so that he could concentrate on his patients. It seemed only natural that I, a somewhat starving writer at the time, should ask for the position. And he accepted.  We were to re-convene at the later date in London. I bid him farewell at that point, and within a few days I was back in my native, raining London.

    I worked with him for nine years from that point. His way of working was fascinating. Perhaps more interesting to me was that for the first time I had met somebody who would not shun away from my crazy ideas. In fact, he had a reputation himself as a man who would take on strange cases. Whereas most doctors, especially private ones, shy away from cases which seem to defy explanation and treatment, William Smith became the man that would see everyone as a last-ditch attempt. I witnessed miraculous things, and when I talked as a slightly qualified layman, he would not disrespect me. Instead, he would listen to each idea and judge on its merits as opposed to consulting a textbook of conventional dogma.

    This was also how he'd approach his cases; I can only say that it was lucky he did not work for the National Health Service, because some of his methods would not have passed muster with more senior members of that brigade. Indeed, he would consult everything from Franz Mesmer

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