A Favour For The King – Chapter Eight Cagle Mansion Ruin South of Mount Katahdin: McGee was uneasy. We were still being watched. We all shared that eerie feeling. Though it was unspoken we also knew that could mean strange creatures could be drawn to us. We had hoped that being with the barrier created…
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A Favour For The King – Chapter Four
A Favour For The King – Chapter Four Friday, May 15, 1925 – Penobscot River, Maine: The sun had raised high in the pale blue late spring sky as we returned to Indian Island with our human cargo stored safely away below decks. Taking no chances with that filthy beast, Cagle got the full treatment…
53: The Investigators, the Pharaoh, His Queen and Her Doctor
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…
38: Night Boat to Cairo
Cairo, Egypt, Africa: 17:00 PM: We have frustrated the plans of the cult. They are in disarray. The death of Nyarlathotep on the staircase and preventing the opening of the gate plus the “Eye of Light and Darkness” on the other means they can no longer achieve their apocalyptic goals. We plan to leave Mombasa immediately. There is a telegram from…
37: The Bloody, Bloody Tongue Licked
Nairobi, Kenya, Africa: 00:13 PM: A hush falls on the scene of butchery. A brief pause as another wave of fanatical cultists prepares to throw themselves into a maelstrom of high caliber lead projectiles. The quiet is punctuated by the clinking and clattering of guns being reloaded and Wesley Fock lighting another Lucky Strike. One…
36: 7 Investigators and the Baby of MWeru
MWeru, Nairobi, Kenya, Africa: 23:23 PM Joseph Foreboding, Hesitation and Fear of MWeru. Is the cavern leading up into the core of the mountain a gateway to an endless tortuous death? Trixie’s thoughts drift to the chameleon in her possession. She feeds it a couple of flies. And what of the investigators? Flies or lizards?…