8th October 1945, Ljubljana, Slovenia, People’s Federal Republic of Yugoslavia US Military Investigators’ Report by Special Agent XXXXXXX XXXXXXXXX Following up on a tip by one of the partisan resistance fighters our military investigators located a small apartment in downtown Ljubljana. Partially destroyed by fire (cause unknown) we had no difficulty entering. The two rooms within…
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52: The Pyramid of Menkaure, A Voice From Beyond
Sprech, Broadmoor, Gardener and all of the investigators are at the Pyramid of Menkaure. Entering the tunnel first are Gardener and Sprech because they know the way. Who knows what dangers lie ahead? Nerves are frayed. Everyone is jumpy. Gardener: “Come on, hurry up!” The tunnel beneath the Pyramid of Menkaure takes a turn. Gardener:…
51: The Great Egyptian Bake Off
Crimson burn’d the star of sadness As behind the beams I peer’d; All was woe that seem’d but gladness Ere my gaze with truth was sear’d; Sarcophagus, mir’d with madness, Thro’ the fever’d flick’ring leer’d. Now I know the fiendish fable That the golden glitter bore; Now I shun the spangled sable That I watch’d…
50: Two Go Camping in The Desert
Leaving the hotel, the investigators head back to the Dark Mistress on the Nile. The boat no longer has a power source and is immobile but safer out on the water from attack. The assumption is that the cultists in Luna Park have been entirely wiped out. But this is not a certainty. At least…
49: Nyarlathotep’s Helter-Skelter
“Look out Helter-skelter, helter-skelter Helter-skelter. Look out ’cause here she comes. When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride…” (Excerpt “Helter-skelter” The Beatles, 22 November 1968) “I was old when the Pharaohs first mounted The jewel-deck’d…
48: Welcome to Luna Park
Trixie’s Secret Diary: It’s late Friday night and we are just sooo pooped. We return to our boat, the Dark Mistress, which has been ransacked – numerous items stolen by two westerners – Aussies. Never trust ‘em, honey! We have Hamza, an acolyte of the Black Pharaoh who tells us about a ritual taking place…
47: Mad Dogs and Investigators
Black monstrous bridges across oily rivers, Cobwebs of cable by nameless Cthulhu spun; Catacomb deeps whose dank chaos delivers Streams of live foetor, that rots in the sun. Colour and splendour, disease and decaying, Shrieking and ringing and scrambling insane, Rabbles exotic to stranger-gods praying, Jumbles of odour that stifle the brain. (Adapted excerpt “The Cats”…
42: Riddle of the Sphinx
Giza, Egypt, Africa: 23:57 PM: A dim, grey light filters down the freshly chewed tunnel. The condensing carcass of the Cthonian releases a steady stream of fetid rancid odour and steam into the claustrophobic air, adding an orange tinge to the pale tendrils of surface illumination. Covered in Cthonian slime, Trixie, Gupta, Joe, and the…