The Hand That Wounds part 1

Extracts from the Personal Diary of Dr Elisa Jamieson MD

 

January-March 2007:

The next couple of months are relatively quiet. I didn’t realise how much I would miss Suzanne. Maybe I need to place an advert to see whether I can get a new flatmate? It seems this time Suzanne has found someone she can stick with. Surprisingly she appears to have calmed down her wild side for this guy, it must really be serious.

 

I finally get my new car delivered in early March. I know it’s expensive but I love it! I have had four people come to look at the flat but I have yet to find anyone I find suitable. Can’t believe it! My luck must be changing! I have even got to have a couple of dates with James when he was home on leave. He also has a promotion. April comes in warm and sunny but James has to report back to active duty; he is now back somewhere in Afghanistan.

 

May 1st 2007:

I am working the night shift on 30th April and as per usual the full moon is bringing out the crazies some one say that it is something called Beltane, whatever that is. One thing is for sure, it isn’t a night for celebration in the Accident and Emergency department. It’s supposedly an eighteen-hour shift but finally finish at quarter past eight when I should have finished by seven, but at least I now have two days off.

 

I intend to head home lock the door turn off my phone close the curtains and sleep for at least nine hours. I decide to take a taxi home as I feel the bike would be too dangerous in my present state.

 

Yet whenever you reach your lowest ebb, you always find there is someone there digging a pit. As I am walking out the door someone calls me back saying someone wants me. (Why didn’t I keep walking I ask myself? Ah well!)

 

May 1st comes and my life is once again not my own, for the call is from Marmaduke Forbush, the little man with the weird dress sense from MI13. He says that he has been trying me for an hour and that I am needed and that I am to report to the Ibis Club in Reading within half an hour. I explain that I have been on duty and hence have had my phones switched off but I will be there. I grab my Paramedic bag from the storage area and head off. (Great! Off to god knows where and I don’t even have a change of underwear.)

 

As I arrive, I note the police helicopter awaiting me. I am told to strap myself in and we are off. Next thing I know, the pilot is shaking me; we are on the ground at what I am informed is Benson Airbase in Oxfordshire. It appears that I slept all the way. (Well, not a surprise; Suzanne has told me on a number of occasions that I could probably sleep through anything - I think her term was “a dump truck driving through a nitro glycerine plant couldn’t wake me some days”.)

 

I am taken to a briefing room where it appears that I am the last to arrive. Adam, Belinda, St John and, somewhat surprisingly, Barbara Smythe are already there. (Odd didn’t think Barbara was in the club yet; ah well, mine not to reason why.) Forbush briefs us via a large Plasma screen on the wall.

 

Forbush informs us that we will be investigating a possible ritual murder in a vital English Heritage site known as Mayburgh Henge, (Eamont Bridge, Penrith). We are informed the men in charge of the case presently are Chief Superintendent Ian Goulding and Detective Inspector Pringle but the chief constable has been leaned on and now a specialist team is being brought in, namely us.

 

It appears that the victim is certain Jeremy Springfield aged sixteen. The body photographed at the scene by the Scenes of Crime team and has since been moved to the pathology lab. They are awaiting our arrival. My initial job is to do the autopsy. (Question has got to be ‘who is this kid’ as we are racking up quite a bill here).

 

The body has been identified by the parents but has not been touched other than to remove it. We are to be flown in by RAF Puma to the roof of the Cumbrian Police Headquarters where we will be picked up by DC Alex Douglas who will be our police liaison officer and taken to the Henge. Forbush then wishes us good luck. As we walk outside we notice the helicopter waiting for us.

 

The flight takes an hour. We land on the roof and note a man and a woman awaiting us. The woman we do not know but the man momentarily stops me in my tracks. He looks identical to the man I met in the weird dream world. Surely it’s got to be a coincidence; perhaps it is just a trick of the light? But I am wrong it is the same man. Strangely though, I note that he also appears to be momentarily taken aback.

 

He greets me as the woman of his dreams which causes a slight quizzical raising of my right eyebrow, for he appears to have unsettled me slightly with his initial statement.

 

He introduces his companion as WPC Williams and we introduce ourselves again, of course, for Barbara Smythe and Ms Williams this is the first time of meeting. We are then taken to a Police van and taken to the henge. DC Douglas hands us all files with the evidence that have gathered so far including pictures.

 

One thing that really surprises me at first glance is the lack blood in the area. Judging by the state of the corpse, I would have expected there to be considerable amounts of blood splatter as the chest has been torn open, but there appears to be very little in the area around the corpse.

 

As we arrive at the henge, we are each given the usual paper suits required to save us contaminating the site. Of course I am used to these but some of the others here may not be.

 

Shortly afterwards we enter the area and I move straight towards the area were the body was found. The grass in the area appears to be flattened but not torn which would seem to imply that there was no struggle. This combined with the lack of splatter would indicate post mortem positioning. I confirm my analysis with the head of the Scenes of Crime people and he appears to comply with this initial analysis. Maybe I will have to complete the autopsy to confirm this one way or the other.

 

The victim, it appears, was dressed in jeans and Tee shirt or at least we assume this by the scraps of clothing scattered around the site and from the evidence from his parents of what he was wearing upon going out.

 

I also note traces of what appears to be a standard wax candle attached to the centre stone. A candle that is unexceptional in any way yet it has burned down to the nub. Upon estimate, this would imply that the candle had been in position for approximately three hours. There was obviously very little wind during the night; so why are the clothing samples so scattered?

 

As we discussing this, however, it appears that Adam has found a scrap of paper. He claims it is not on the initial photographs. We check and this is confirmed. It could be unimportant but we bag it anyway.

 

Upon further investigation we note that the piece of paper appears to be yellowed and quite old yet burnt at the edges, one side appears to talk about staffs and magi and my initial thought was that it would be part of a fiction book, particularly with the central rhyme. However, upon turning the paper over and noting what is on the reverse, I have to reassess my initial assumption as it appears to show part of the Vitruvian man (an illustration by Leonardo Da Vinci, which would certainly be out of place in a fantasy book).

 

When I look at the rhyme again I notice that something is tickling my memory, indicating that there is something more here than meets the eye. This is like a rather annoying itch that you cannot scratch. I do note though that something has been added. It appears to be several letters of a purple identification stamp…

‘…GAN CUR…

…HOOL PEN…’

 

Judging from the letters remaining, I would have to guess that this scrap is from a schoolbook, most likely from the school in Penrith the poor unfortunate victim attended. When I suggest this, DC Douglas is able to fill in the gaps and furnish us with a full name for the school, the Morgan Curwen School in Penrith, and when we ask the parents they confirm that I was correct in my assumption that this was the school the victim attended. This will need to be looked into but DC Douglas informs us that this is one of the best schools in the area so we will not be able to just barge in and start creating waves. We decide to keep the piece of paper with us as it may prove useful later.

 

Anyway it appears that we have exhausted our options here and I should probably get the autopsy underway Adam wishes to come too and I am happy for the company; as to why, he is not very forthcoming, but didn’t really think autopsies were his thing.

 

On the way to the Police Headquarters, I begin checking my bag and find something that I am sure I didn’t pack, for in one of the side packages I find Geoffrey Baxter’s Bone mask! Odd! I thought the last time I saw that it was in my safe together with the Mi-Go items and my P7. It appears that the mask has a life of its own and wants to be here!

 

As we are driving back, DC Douglas asks us if we can remember our first encounter as he states that he saw something in the temple we ducked into depicting a similar scene as the victim in this case (to whit, a figure displayed as per Vitruvian man with the eyeballs removed and positioned upon the groin and the chest torn open) on a stained glass window. He stated that this image was depicted in the centre window while to the right was a picture of a large black-skinned figure with horns standing behind a stone reminiscent of the central standing stone within the Henge. The picture to the right he was less able to describe and wondered if we had seen it; our answer was no. From what he claimed to have seen of it the image depicted was of a trilithon with three eyes the centre of which appearing to be on fire. Hopefully this is a coincidence.

 

We arrive back at the headquarters and I get my stuff together, put the tapes in the machines and am preparing to start when Adam asks me to hold off for a moment. I remark that maybe the body may be a little unpleasant and offer to clean it up a little but he refuses as it turns out he doesn’t require the body to be uncovered so it is a moot point. Anyway he steps forward and places his hands over the body. After a few moments he steps back and says ‘it’ is not there. I am not overly clear what he was looking for but I begin my work.

 

Report on Jeremy Springfield Age 16

The body before me appears to be that of a pre-adult male approximately five foot ten with a strong athletic build.

 

Reports say body was found and reported to authorities at 4:00 am on the morning of the 1st May 2006. Time of death due to body temperature indicate death occurred between 12:30 and 2:00am.

 

Both eyeballs were forcibly removed, judging from damage around sockets, and placed on the groin. The chest was also torn open ventrally from the clavicle to the hip and the ribs have been spread.

 

Most organs, including the brain, appear to be those of a healthy individual of age 16 and are the correct size and weight with one notable exception: the heart, which is completely missing. As far as I can judge, by the ragged appearance of the major veins and arteries it appears that the heart was not cut but torn physically from the body.

 

Both the eye removal and the heart removal were peri-mortem and must have been exceedingly painful judging from the facial expression, death occurring up to 2 minutes after the heart was removed.

 

The hands were covered in blood. Blood samples were taken from the hands of the victim and scrapings were taken from under the nails and sent to the laboratory to assess if the samples are the victims. Judging by the lack of congealing I estimate the blood is all from the victim.

 

I also note striation marks on the throat (I measured the injuries against my own hand and they were of similar size). Combined with stretching of the spinal column would indicate that the victim was lifted by the throat and shaken, resulting in a rupture of the fourth vertebrae also peri-mortem. This injury would result in at least partial paralysis of the limbs. So it is likely the limbs were positioned while the victim was in a prone position by the instigator.

 

Judging from the pooling of the blood in the thorax and limbs, I would have to declare that the victim was not moved post mortem and death occurred where the body was discovered. The blood had small traces of alcohol and the victim had not had sexual intercourse in the last twenty-four hours.

 

The contents of the stomach indicated nothing unusual. There were no notable injection marks anywhere on the body. Note: it appears no wallet, watch or personal property was found with the body. Death occurred due to blood loss. (Well at least the brain was there I suppose I should be thankful for that.)

 

Please note it would take incredible strength to not only lift this young man by the throat but also to inflict a number of the injuries. This evidence together with the ritual positioning of the boy requires the body not be released to the family until the case is resolved.

 

Now we have to look at this logically and figure out what exactly this young man was up to last night. I think we need to find out who he was with last night, so we need to find out who his friends are.

 

Upon investigation, we discover the victim’s best friend is young man by the name of Giles Hebden. It would appear that Jeremy does not presently have a girlfriend, at least according to discussions we have with his parents. DC Douglas checks the criminal records computer and neither young man can be found.

 

Eventually, after a bit of searching, Barbara finds a picture of Giles Hebden on Facebook. The young man, judging from his picture, appears to be slightly larger than Jeremy, reasonably handsome with shoulder length ginger hair. It appears that he also attends Morgan Curwen. I think the next step will require that we talk to Mr Hebden so we will need to go to the school.

 

DC Douglas talks to the senior officer, DI Pringle, and arranges an interview for us with the headmaster, a Mr James Sinclair, that afternoon. So we take a short break for lunch and then head up to the school.

 

The receptionist greets us and we are taken to the headmaster’s study where we are introduced to the headmaster, Mr Sinclair. We inform him that we need to interview one of his students, a certain Mr Hebden. It appears that he is in school today and that he is presently in Biology. (How odd? Either he does not know that the victim is Mr Springfield or he is extremely brazen.) We will require his office for this and DC Douglas arranges for the boys’ mother to be brought in and to attend the interview as the Hebden young man is still a minor.

 

In the meantime we decide to interview Mr Sinclair to ascertain what we can about these two young men. He informs us that Mr Springfield (the victim) was a good pupil and that he was keen on sport.

 

The family had moved up from the Finchley area of North London and that he was a keen fan of Tottenham Hotspur. It appears that Jeremy was good at both football and cricket and was presently in the school team for both as far as Mr Sinclair is aware.

 

We ask next about his friend, Mr Hebden, who the headmaster informs us is a local boy and that he is not either as diligent or as bright as his friend. They both turn out for the football and cricket teams. Mr Hebden appears to be vice captain of the football team. We also discover that Mr Hebden is involved in both rugby and tennis. We find that Mr Hebden is presently in school and is attending Biology class we state that we will have to interview him for inquiries.

 

We next state that something has turned up at the crime scene and that we would also wish to talk to the school librarian about a piece of evidence we had obtained. DC Douglas and Adam both noted that the headmaster appeared to become slightly nervous about this line of questioning and that maybe he knows more than he is letting on. The headmaster informs us that the librarian’s name is Donald Fredericks.

 

As Mr Hebden’s mother has yet to arrive at the school, we decide to save time and see Mr Fredericks in the library. Mr Fredericks appears to be nothing spectacular and he is open and informative.

 

He informs us that neither of the two young men spend much of their time in the library. In fact he has only seen Mr Springfield twice in the last year and has not seen Mr Hebden at all. Neither have any books outstanding and, according to their records, neither have taken any books out of the library in the last year.

 

We decide to show him the scrap of paper we discovered in hope he may identify where it had come from. Adam gives him the evidence bag containing the paper with the side featuring the partial image of the Vitruvian man uppermost. Mr Fredericks identifies the stamp and the image but as he attempts to turn the page over Adam stops him. This confounds me for a moment and Mr Fredericks states that he cannot identify the page if he is unable to see the other side.

 

When he turns the page he states that the writing appears to be instructions on how to cast a spell. (It doesn’t click with me at first but now, when I am writing it down, alarm bells are sounding; why does a librarian recognise a spell?

 

Mr Fredericks then makes his way to the back of the library where we find a collection of tomes that certainly have no right to be found in a school library. There are five books in total: Isis Unveiled by Helena Blavatsky, True Magic by Theophilus Wenn, The Pnakotic Manuscripts, The Key of Solomon (in English) by King Solomon (Even MI13 haven’t got some of these) and, most worrying of all, Nameless Cults by Von Junzt (fortunately not the German edition).

 

Worryingly, the page appears to have come from this final tome and Mr Fredericks finds the page we require but it appears to have been very neatly sliced out. We note the chapter and we will need to contact MI13 to ascertain what was written on the rest of the page.

 

These books certainly need to be seized and we make that clear to DC Douglas. We inform Mr Fredericks that the books need to be taken away but he requires that we leave a receipt as Mr Morgan Curwen, the founder of the school himself, donated them to the school. As to how young men who spend so little time in the library were even aware of this tome is a question.

 

As we left the library we contacted MI13 to obtain a fax of the two missing pages, informing them of which chapter it was in the book and that there was an image of Vitruvian man on the obverse side. Adam actually read the rhyme on the page but I was not sure that this was a wise move and we did note a slight tingling in the atmosphere. They said they would look into it and fax us the pages in question.

 

I wonder; there was an old myth that if you consume someone’s heart you gain their strength. Has this happened before in the past? Is the original Morgan Curwen still alive and living off the strong hearts of young men, or am I being fanciful?

 

We now make our way back to the headmaster’s study and, as we approach, we note he is talking to an older woman outside his office who leaves as we arrive. We are to discover this was Mr Hebden’s Biology teacher. We are able to discover that the Hebden boy’s mother, a certain Mrs Lazonby, has now arrived and we can now conduct our interviews.

 

As we come in, we note the older woman sitting alongside the Hebden boy, who does not appear to be the confident young man I expected as he appears to be attempting to hide behind his mother and looks very nervous.

 

In the early evening, we discover, the two young men were just hanging around, cruising for girls. They had acquired some alcohol from a local off-licence around 9pm. We understand that they met up with two girls who also attend this school: Friday McDougall and Isobel Carleton. This second name caused a reaction from the WPC, seemingly of surprise.

 

Anyway, it appears that they all agreed to go up to the henge. When they were there, he informs us that they were attempting to get the girls to ‘put out’, I think is the terminology. The girls, it appears, were not up for it, but he then claims that Jeremy (Mr Springfield) claimed to have an idea that may lighten them up.

 

Mr Hebden then informs us that Mr Springfield produced two items from his pockets: a piece of paper and a standard household candle. He claims then that Mr Springfield placed the candle on the centre stone and lit it. Claiming then that Jerry was stood behind him at this time and that Miss Carleton was with Mr Springfield while he and Miss McDougall were to Mr Springfield’s right. He claims that he was quite sure that Miss Carleton appeared quite excited.

 

He claims that as Jeremy read from the piece of paper, there was initially no reaction. He heard whispering and assumed the two girls were whispering to each other. Then he noticed the sky beginning to turn dark (which could have been nothing more sinister than a cloud passing in front of the moon, of course) and that there was a tingling sensation in the atmosphere.

 

This was starting to make him feel a little spooked. At this stage it appears that he had his back to Mr Springfield as he was concentrating on Miss McDougall.

 

He then claims that Miss McDougall, who had been quite nervous from early on, suddenly screamed and ran away. Mr Springfield then shouted at him to ‘get her back’ or ‘get them back’ (he seemed vague about the exact wording that was used and is uncertain whether Miss Carleton ran at the same time – he thought she may have but wasn’t sure).

 

As Mr Hebden set off in pursuit, he stated that he was quite sure that he could see a dark figure close to the stone but he states he thought at the time that this was Mr Springfield.

 

As he was chasing Miss McDougall, he claimed that he heard the words “I Have Come!” in a deep resonant voice followed by screaming from behind him. This rattled him somewhat and he thinks it was then that he lost sight of Miss McDougall. As he left the henge, he heard again the deep resonate voice saying “You Cannot Run From Me Boy!”

 

Feeling very shaken, he decided not to return to the henge. Mr Hebden said that he did not see the girls again that night but he hung around in town until dawn, hoping to meet up with Mr Springfield again. He claims he thought about returning to the Henge but felt too nervous. He returned home at dawn and went to school without having slept and his parents weren’t aware he’d not been in his bed all night. We feel he is hiding something so we release Mr Hebden with the proviso that we may need to talk to him again.

 

It is at this stage that DC Douglas informs us that he is off duty now and that he has to go home to provide for his daughter and he asks that we delay our investigations until his return. In the meantime, he says he will leave us with WPC Williams.

 

We decide that it would be best if we continue and go to ascertain what we can about the two girls from Mr Sinclair. When we talk to him we note once again surprise at the mention of Miss Carleton and when we inquire about this Mr Sinclair informs us that she is not only one of the best students but is also the daughter of his deputy head and that he has been keeping Mr Carleton, her father and deputy head, in the loop regarding the case. Miss MacDougal is also reported to be a very good student.

 

When we request their addresses Mr Sinclair seems initially reluctant particularly about Miss Carleton but after a little persuasion he is convinced to allow us to interview her at 8:30pm. This interview will take place in the Police Headquarters’ and we are told that her father will be in attendance. We also arrange for an interview with Miss MacDougal but this will take place in her home at 6:30pm.

 

It is decided that we should return to our hotel for dinner while waiting for the first interview. It is over dinner that St John suggests using Geoffrey Baxter’s binoculars to attempt to observe what happened the night before. But I state that from previous experience we cannot observe anything under a week old but he is going to try anyway. Adam informs us that he has brought the binoculars even though he was sure that he hadn’t this seems identical to my issue regarding the mask.

 

Anyway we need to finish our interviews; first we are going to see Miss McDougal at her home. We decide that it would be for the best if we don’t all go. Adam and I are selected and WPC Williams will accompany us.

 

The interview takes place in the living room. Other than us, Mr and Mrs McDougal, Friday McDougal and her older sister were present. I begin the interview by attempting to reassure Friday by informing her that we did not believe that she was involved in the killing except as an observer and tell us in her own words of what transpired.

 

Friday informed us that she was a good girl and was good friends with Isobel Carleton who, she informed us, had arranged a date with Jeremy Springfield. It seems according to Friday that Isobel has a thing for him anyway. Isobel had told her that Giles was also going to be there and that he was interested in Friday, so Isobel hoped to make it a double date.

 

Friday wanted it to be known that she doesn’t normally date and also that this was the first time she had slipped out after dark. She informed us that while her parents were unaware she had informed her older sister of her intent.

 

What happened was this: after the evening meal she said did not feel well and said she was going to retire early. She went upstairs, took a bath and dressed for bed. She wished her parents goodnight and went to bed at 8pm. At 8:30pm she knew her parents would be watching television so she got out of bed, redressed and slipped out of the house.

 

They met the boys at a prearranged spot and coupled off. She remarked that the boys had acquired alcohol and tried to convince the girls to drink yet both Friday and Isobel refused. It appears that Jeremy suggested that they should go to the Henge and she confirmed Giles’ story that it was Jeremy who brought both the candle and the sheet of paper.

 

When they reached the Henge, Jeremy and Isobel were stood together. Jerry placed the candle on the centre stone and lit it. It appears that Isobel and Jeremy were stood very close together and that Isobel was hugging Jeremy around the waist. Jeremy himself was reading from the paper held behind Isobel’s back and was banging the stones with a large stick held in his right hand. Friday herself was standing a few feet away with Giles standing right next to her.

 

As Jerry spoke, she said that it began to grow dark and that she could hear whispered voices but was unable to make out the words. She then noted that Giles was attempting to feel her up. She did not like this and pushed him away. She also noted that she was experiencing a slight tingling sensation.

 

Feeling incredibly nervous, she screamed and fled in the direction of town. As she ran she heard Jeremy shout, “Bring her back!” She then felt someone chasing her who she assumed was Giles; as she ran she felt someone grasp the hood of her cardigan.

 

And then there was a dreadful scream! She was then able to shake them loose and she did not look around or stop until she reached town where she waited for Isobel. When Isobel arrived they both went home.

 

Friday claimed that she had informed her parents of what had occurred when she returned home and Mr and Mrs McDougal confirmed this. Friday claims she did not see the boys again during the night and both she and Isobel have avoided all contact with them during school today even going to the lengths of hiding in the girls’ toilets during the breaks.

 

Adam seemed pretty convinced that she was telling the truth and was open about what had happened. I watched Friday’s younger sister during the statement and noted that she said nothing and remained stoic throughout yet she appeared to be frightened about something. But, maybe this was just concern for her younger sibling. We informed them that we were happy with her statement and stated that we hoped that this would conclude her involvement.

 

This statement from Friday varies in a few ways from the statement we received from Giles earlier but I am certainly leaning more towards Friday’s statement being the more accurate account.

 

We now returned to the Police Headquarters to hopefully acquire the missing pages of Nameless Cults from MI13 and await our final interview with Isobel. The pages had indeed arrived and, as far as we can figure, the spell appears to summon an avatar of Nyalathotep, seemingly some sort of devil aspect with black skin. It appears that one element required is a sacrifice of some kind. Hopefully we are not going to be getting into the realms of human sacrifice but if so who was the sacrifice intended to be?

 

Anyway, as we are discussing this, Miss Isobel Carleton arrives with her father, Jack Carleton, the deputy headmaster. Mr Jack Carleton appears to be approximately 40 years old. He is 5’7” and going bald; what hair remaining is grey and quite sparse. We also know that he teaches in the English department and is the school hockey coach. His daughter Isobel is of similar height with thick dark locks of hair.

 

We take them to through to the interview room. However, as they sit down we note that Isobel keeps looking to her father. Adam feels that we may have problems as he suspects that her father may have coached her in what to say. I have an idea that might neutralise this effect as I have read that in two out of three cases if you invade someone’s personal space from the rear they can become distracted. So I get up and walk round behind Mr Carleton. We then ask Isobel to tell us in her own words what transpired the previous evening.

 

Isobel informs us that she had arranged the meeting with Jeremy earlier in the day and she admits that she did have a thing for him. Yet her father may not have approved as he sees Jeremy as a little under performing. Jeremy had also suggested that his friend Giles had a thing for her friend and wanted her to contact Friday and arrange for a double date. Isobel sorted all this out and they all knew to meet in town at 9pm that evening.

 

Isobel claims her father knew she was going out but was not aware of these arrangements as she had informed him only of Friday’s involvement. As with the previous statements it appears the idea to go to the Henge came from Jeremy and that it was he who had brought both the candle and the paper.

 

As I suspected, Isobel got a better view of the paper than the others and when asked she reported that the page was complete and looked to have recently been cut or torn from a book. She also stated that it was Jeremy who had the beer which he offered to the both Isobel and Friday yet both refused. (We did note a sharp glance between father and daughter at the mention of the alcohol). Once they arrived at the Henge, Isobel confirms that Jeremy lit the candle, which to her appeared to be a standard household candle, and placed it on the stone. He then stood just in front of the stone within the pool of light and began reading from the paper.

 

She informs us that Friday and Giles were stood to one side and that Giles had his arm round Friday’s shoulder. Jeremy put an arm round Isobel and manoeuvred her so as to read the page over her back. When we pressed however she looked guilty and admitted that it was she who was holding Jeremy and not the other way round. She also confirmed Friday’s statement here by saying that he held a stick in his other hand which he was using to bang on the stones.

 

Isobel makes no remark about the voices or tingling but did note that it was getting darker. She then claims that she heard a scream from Friday and saw her running towards town. She then heard Jeremy yell at Giles to “Bring her Back”. She then saw Giles head off in pursuit.

 

Fearing for her friend, she disengaged herself from Jeremy and followed Giles. She had gone about fifty yards when she heard the scream from the Henge. This frightened her and not knowing what to do she ran back to town were she met up with Friday again.

 

She claims that she did not see were Giles went but that she and Friday have been avoiding both Jeremy and Giles while at school. She claims that later she suspected the two boys were playing a prank on them – until they heard of a boy’s body found murdered in the henge.

 

Well from what I can assess here, something appears to have been brought through. As to what I do not want to speculate. Yet it appears that it would be able to do what it pleased, as there was no binding ritual prepared and they had set up no defences. Hopefully, whatever came through went back again and has not left an open portal.

 

Anyway, we decide that Isobel, like Friday before her, is an innocent party, as far as we can tell but again we state that we may need to talk to her again.

 

Prior to letting them go, however, we ask to talk to Mr Carleton without his daughter. He agreed and stated he would return after dropping his daughter off at home. DC Douglas returns at this time and appears nonplussed about the fact that we continued without him yet we inform him that Mr Carleton will be returning shortly, we also hand him the transcripts of the earlier interviews. WPC Williams our liaison in DC Douglas’ absence is finally released at this time and goes home.

 

At 8:30pm Mr Carleton returns and Adam and DC Douglas decide to interview him while the rest of us observe. The questions mainly involve where the page had originated, as it appeared very unlikely that two young men noted for not attending the library on a regular basis would know about such precise things.

 

Mr Carleton admits that as far as that is concerned he is as much in the dark as we are. He goes on to say that it is very rare that the tomes in question are touched by anyone and there appears to be no scuttlebutt regarding the strange books. It appears that we are heading down a dead end with this line of questioning. (I for one am convinced that whoever it is that has initiated this knows exactly what he or she is doing.) It is decided that Mr Carleton should go home and if we need him again we will call him.

 

It is then decided that St John should go up to the Henge with the binoculars and see if he can ascertain what happened the previous evening. As I stated earlier, I am sceptical as the binoculars appear on the whole to show only what they wish us to see and they never show anything of the more recent past; the lowest setting is a week previous. But he is not to be deterred.

 

However, choosing a vantage point creates a dilemma as we are required to take a position where we cannot be observed. This neutralises the English Heritage cottage near the Henge as the present occupants were in the room (the master bedroom) that overlooks the Henge.

 

In the end St John takes a position in the bushes on the SE side of the henge. We accompany him and I hold DC Douglas’ torch for St John so he can check the binoculars’ settings. I note that he sets them to the shortest time possible. St John is, of course, already attuned so does not need to prick his finger. Already being aware of the previous experiences with these damn things, I stand by just in case of severe abdominal wounds.

 

St John then kneels down and starts to look. At first he claims that there is a problem as the mist has not cleared and he is about to prick his finger again. Then he states that he can see something moving, something he claims is long and thin.

 

I am instantly concerned that he has got the settings wrong again and he is seeing some of the Mi-Go creatures, yet he says it is not one of those and that the thing he can see is considerably larger and he definitely in the right place as he can now see the Henge under it.

 

As he watches, he sees the creature heading towards the motorway. The mist appears to be going the same way. (Do all these creatures come with a smokescreen I ask myself?) A few moments later he observes what appears to be a major collision on the motorway involving both lanes.

 

At this moment, it is unclear as to the cause of the collision as there appear to be three main choices: either the fog, someone driving too fast or someone seeing a Mythos creature. The first two are easy to explain but if it were the third it may take a lot of covering up.

 

St John then stops observing and we ask DC Douglas about any recent collisions on this stretch of road so we can see exactly when this happened. DC Douglas informs us that there have been no collisions on this stretch for years. Once again the binoculars appear to be playing games with us. We decided then that it has been a long day and that we probably all need rest and that we would have to look into this in the morning.

 

However once we gat back in the van we receive a radio transmission stating that we need to go and see Mrs Lazonby as she has phoned the station and appears to be in a state. We drive straight to the Lazonby’s, where we are met by Mr Lazonby, who informs us that Mrs Lazonby had a blazing row with her son, Giles, and sent him to bed. However later in the evening she regretted what happened and went upstairs to apologise only to find Giles has climbed out of the window and run away.

 

We decide to start the search splitting into three teams. I am to go with DC Douglas and take the long sweep of the area while St John and Barbara check more locally. Adam and Belinda will stay with the Lazonby’s in case he returns until other officers arrive to take over.

 

During our sweep, DC Douglas and I come upon a number of teenagers outside the local off-licence and go across to ask if they have seen anything. As is often the case with teenagers, however, they appear to be unwilling to give us any information. But when we make it clear that we are only searching for him because he has reported missing, one of the girls, who the others call Nina, reports that she has seen him recently and that he was heading in the direction of the Henge. Some of the others appear to shiver at the mention of the Henge. We report this to the others as we head back to the Lazonby’s to collect the van. It seems likely that he has gone to the Henge and that will be there we need to look for him.

 

As we drive up, we notice someone walking, but when we stop him we see it is not Giles as he is at least twenty. However, he says that he saw a teenager near the close leading to the Henge.

 

We park as close as we are able and decide to move in on foot. Belinda chooses to stay in the van and I remember she is not too keen about the dark, particularly after the incident in the hospital. The rest of us spread out in a line with Adam mooring the end nearest the motorway. He is also given one of the two radios. Next is Barbara, St John is in the middle, then me and finally DC Douglas, who has the second radio. I give DC Douglas back his torch and get my own from my bag.

 

We begin to move towards the Henge. As we approach, I note that there appears to be a heavy fog moving across the Henge and on towards the motorway. I have an awful dread feeling in the pit of my stomach as maybe what the binoculars showed us was not the past but in fact the future. We need confirmation, then we realise that all we need to do is look where we know St John was crouching not two hours earlier. At first we see nothing, then there is a glint of light reflecting off something.

 

We desperately need to stop the traffic, as a major accident is just about to happen. I move quickly to DC Douglas and inform him of my suspicion, asking him to ensure people slow down. DC Douglas informs his headquarters to change the signs on the motorway to warn of the fog but suddenly we all hear a dreadful undulating scream from behind us, so we all turn and quickly start back to the van.

 

On the way I hear something above me and look up. There I see a creature moving over us; it is huge, I would have to estimate at least forty feet long, and coiled like a serpent. A creature like that does not belong in this world. It flies, yet only has a single wing. This triggers something in my memory a name this is a Hunting Horror.

 

I am frozen for a moment, then it is gone heading over the motorway. Moments later we hear the squeal of brakes then the unmistakeable crunch of metal on metal it appears that we have been unable to stop the crash but we need to help.

 

As we arrive back at the van we are able to see the source of the screaming, which has continued since before I observed the creature unfortunately, it appears the screaming is coming from Belinda Durham who is attempting wildly to clamber out of the window. I notice as we all approach that everyone seems a little disturbed by the creature but obviously it has afflicted poor Belinda the worst. Adam moves swiftly to aid her yet she seems far too gone and wild eyed for his talents to have any effect. So I am required to sedate her before we can go. As I do this I note DC Douglas is already reporting the collision we need to get there quickly and help people.

 

During Belinda’s insane ramblings we are able to glean some facts about the creature. It appears the Hunting Horror is usually described as a forty-foot black serpent with a single wing. They are used to harry a specific victim and then return back whence they came. It is known to be a servant of Nyarlathotep. The Hunting Horror is said to be extremely intelligent and possibly has access to spells or spell like effects. It has no forward limbs but can grip with its tail, it also has a considerable bite.

 

This appears to confirm my opinion that there is someone here who knows what they are doing; a power behind the throne, as it were. Plus, I think, whoever it is, they have considerable power as I am quite sure you would have to be either supremely confident or a total whack job to even consider summoning one of these things.

 

The kids are clearly patsies. We desperately need to find out who gave Jeremy the page from Nameless Cults. Also who burned the page? The witnesses all say it was still in Jeremy’s hand when they ran and there where no burn marks on his hands. Plus the stick he used to bang the stones during the ritual is also missing.

 

As Belinda calms down, we climb in the van and head for the nearest junction. I advise DC Douglas to put on the siren as hopefully that will pierce the fog and get people to slow down. DC Douglas takes control as we approach, informing us that he and Barbara both have police training and can deal with the cordons.

 

When we arrive he advises that St John, Adam and Belinda remain in the van and he gives me carte blanche as he feels I already know my role. I switch off my Nokia and switch to my Blackberry, clipping the bluetooth to my ear. Just in case I also put on my high-visibility jacket.

 

As we stop, I notice an articulated lorry parked in the centre lane. Standing just in front of it is a man I judge to be the driver. He appears to be in shock but he is standing and has no visible injuries. I flag him as a very low risk.

 

Next I notice that there appears to be car jammed under the back wheels of the truck, holding out little hope for occupants. I scramble in and my fears are confirmed as the middle aged couple are both clearly deceased.

 

Extricating myself I move to the car that crashed in to the rear of the couples’ car. It is occupied by a businessman who claims to be uninjured. I flag him as suffering from delayed shock and tell him to move up the bank. Again, risk here is very low yet he will need to be dealt with.

 

I then notice a car that left the road and collided with a concrete fixture supporting a road sign. The driver appears to have a visible bruise to the forehead and is holding his left arm. I open the door and check his breathing and note that he is not bleeding. His seatbelt is still fastened and I don’t want to move him until the ambulance arrives. He is presently the highest risk here so I call St John to stay and talk to him but not to move him in any way. Also I leave instructions that if his condition changes he is to contact me as soon as possible.

 

I notice a few other people moving around who appear to be either in shock or babbling about dragons and flag them as shock victims including a woman whose car spun completely round after hitting the central reservation. Yet even though she appears to be giving her vocal chords a good workout she is completely unharmed. Again she is flagged and assigned to one of the uninjured.

 

DC Douglas approached me as I extricated myself from under the truck to inform me that he appears to have found Giles Hebden and it is clear that he is deceased. I tell him to cover him with a blanket, the living have precedence.

 

When the panic is over, DC Douglas says that the truck driver insists he didn’t hit the boy and that he appeared to come from nowhere. This is easy to confirm when I lift the blanket, plus there is neither blood nor damage to the front of the truck.

 

I co-ordinate with the emergency crews: identifying each case by priority, assisting with the head injury patient by careful examination. It is noted that he has a possible concussion and a broken left arm which we immobilise before we move him. We also do not require the backboard as all other injuries are cuts and bruises.

 

As we clean up, I contact MI13 to inform them that we have several civilians who have observed a Mythos creature I have recorded them as suffering from shock but we require a clean up crew. I also ask DC Douglas to arrange that Giles Hebden’s body be transferred to the morgue at the Police Headquarters, as we need it to continue our investigation.

 

I get a body bag and carefully remove what remains of the unfortunate Mr Hebden. But I will require sleep before this autopsy can be performed. If I try now, I think I will most likely be the next one needing an autopsy; cause of death: terminal exhaustion.

 

May 2nd 2007:

I decide to sleep in till 9:30 on the 2nd and when I do get up I feel the need to take a shower, finally emerging at 10:00. I grab something quick to eat then head to Police Headquarters to begin the autopsy on Giles Hebden. I understand that the parents have yet to be informed and, judging from the sorry state of the body, we chose not to bring them in to identify the body. My estimation is that once we release the body it will need to be a close casket funeral.

 

The local and national radio stations only report all the casualties as caused by the collision. The reports are only stating that there was a collision on the M6 near Eamont Bridge in the early hours they further state that there have been three deaths and eight other injuries yet the police have not released any names at this time.

 

Report on Giles Hebden age 16

The body is of a sub adult male approximately 5’10” in height with an athletic build. Old injury noted on left arm, appears to be healed break. Other more recent crushing damage has occurred to both the lower arms and the hip area. Abrasions to the skin would indicate whatever inflicted crushing damage bore scales.

 

Severe damage has occurred to both thorax and abdomen. Damage appears to be akin to an animal attack and rib cage is severely compromised. There is notable damage to the diaphragm and damage to the lungs. Heart appears to be absent as no cardiac muscle can be identified.

 

A foreign object is found lodged in thorax; appears to be approximately four inches in length, shaped in a slight crescent coming to a point at one end. Seems to be made of keratin, which would indicate either a claw or a tooth.

 

Organs in abdomen displaced but present and correct weight for size and fitness of victim. Blood and other bodily fluids are taken for testing. Fingerprints and dental information are also taken so as to identify victim. Face and head also appear to have suffered damage but nothing is missing. Brain is weighed and as with other organs is within the correct scale.

 

Contents of stomach are usual for a diet of the average teenager. No trace of either alcohol or illegal substances. There are no signs of sexual activity in the last 24 hours. Time of death is 12 Midnight and this can be clearly defined in this case due to doctor being on site.

 

Cause of death appears to be a combination of severe blood loss and catastrophic organ damage. I complete the report and leave it on DC Douglas’ desk. I then excuse myself for an hour or two as I require a change of clothing. So I go into town to see what I can find as I have now been wearing the same underwear for nearly three days, coming as I did straight from work.