The Masks of Nyarlathotep pt2
A report on the Paris
Investigation by Barbara Smythe
Wednesday July 23rd
My
pager went off during Timothy's Birthday Party. So for once I put my family
first.
Thursday July 24th
Arrived at HQ to be informed that a man
called Elton Jackson had been found dead on the Eurostar
as it arrived in
Elton
Jackson had been out of the country trying to research the truth behind the
deaths of Aubrey Penhew and Roger Carlyle. The team
went to visit his publisher, Jonathan Kensington, who fills us in on Elton's
travels. After his stay in Hong Kong Elton Jackson started referring to “air
demons” and didn't take a plane again.
Back
at HQ it’s decided that Alex and I are to liaise with the Parisian police, or
should I say Alex liaise and maybe I get to practice my French skills. No going
home tonight as we have a very early start in the morning so I ring home and
chat with my darlings. Michael is getting very short as he hasn't forgiven me
for my decoration of the house; little does he know that they are wardings.
Friday July 25th
Early morning flight to
We
sit outside the Ju-Ju House until the sting has gone
down. When Joe Public are all out the way Alex, Georges and I get to enter the
property. In what looks like the sitting room we soon realise that the TV is
regularly moved. So we moved the TV to find a trapdoor in the floor. Alex, then
Claude and myself descend the staircase.
We
discover that there are two curtains and an altar. Alex moves the first curtain
nearest the stairs and finds two zombies, which Claude and Alex engage.
Unfortunately these are not alone as I spot two more as they come out from
behind the other curtain. I managed to shoot an arm off one of these zombies
and it keeps coming. The other zombie I shot the legs completely off the body
but it just pulls itself along.
I
don't remember much more as I had a black out.
The
blackout comes to an end when I come round in Centre Hospitalier,
Sainte Anne, Paris - feeling very sore, especially my stomach, and groggy. Alex
is present when the Doctor releases me and says not to eat anything in the next
24 hours and just drink water.
As
we leave the hospital Alex says that he has a dinner appointment with a man
called Mercredi who was a specialist at the Louvre who looked at the things that were recovered. After
hearing this I decided to go with Alex for dinner (I think that this because I
had been looking for a distraction and hadn't particularly wanted to be on my
own).
On
the way there Alex tells me the priest is dead and that he had the following
items: a robe made out of Flamingo and Kingfisher feathers; Lion claw gauntlet;
a metal coronet; the mask he had been wearing was tribal; 3ft long
sceptre/club; bowl from the alcove made out of burnished copper with rune signs
on the outside; the missing book from Harvard “Africa's Dark Sects”. These are
all in the hands of Georges' team.
No
sooner as I am digesting this information than we arrive at a lovely looking
restaurant where I am introduced to the man Mercredi.
Through the meal it becomes apparent that if he was British he would be apart
of MI13. He appears to have an extremely in-depth knowledge of occult and mythos experience. I can't believe my ears when he starts
to offer to teach us some spells “sense life”, “talking to dead”, “open the
way”, “detect life” and “dreaming” which sounds similar to what we have already
experienced. In my delicate state I decline to take him up on this offer but
really feel that I would like to spend more time with him as his experience
could prove to be very useful.