The Masks of Nyarlathotep: Australia pt 5

The journal of Mad Ginger Muldoon

 

Dreamtime

Rightie O! We’re not here to f**k spiders an’ with the addition of the Mimis and Doggies (Dog Snufflers) we now have twenty bodies an’ we have a better chance of making things right, but to be honest we’re still gonna’ be hard pushed.

 

So we needed a plan, an’ the guys decide on one that will split us into 3 groups, an’ 2 of these groups would be staging fake attacks. So I ask why don’t we get the bullie from up top, as it could be right handy as it should fit down the passages? We go an’ take a gander but we don’t get too far cause there’s 2 windy octopus things ‘angin’ around so it’s a washout.

 

The guys also wanna get a needle to Blondie so she can get out of her cage. But Winnie saw her wi’ Houston an’ we needed to know where she’s at, so we ask Winnie to use his lens for a looksee an’ he tells us she’s still wi’ Houston but he got her all strung up. Well that’s another plan buggered. Maybe our Mimi mates could get us to her so we ask an’ they indicate that why they’ll need a crevice to get there but they are willin’ to give it a burl [‘give it a try’ – ed].

 

The Mimis need ta scout the place out to see if there’s a crevice an’ Dave says he’ll go’ wi’ them, an’ his imaginary mate goes wi’ him. They go off for a while, an’ when they get back, they say that they’ve found a way in, an’ we gonna’ go wi’ the 3 groups. Group 1 will be Abby, Kaka an’ two Mimis, Dave an’ his imaginary mate wi’ two Mimis are group 2, leavin’ the rest of us to be the main push an’ we’ll be goin’ through the’ crevice they found.

 

Initially we all go together via the quickest route but as we’re about to split we hear a windy octopus comin’ but can’t tell if it’s up front or in back of us. As were takin’ a looksee, somethin’ grabs me arm an’ pushes me into  the wall an’ it seems most o’ the guys are also in the wall but we’re missin’ a doggy an’ Dave.

 

After a couple o’ secs we’re back out. Dave is down, but he says he’s fair dinkum so we’re still on. As we split, I hand ‘Betsie’ to Dave so he’s got a spare if his gun jams as I have an AK an’ while I’d prefer to use Betsie she ain’t got the rate of fire we need.

 

‘Cos times all up the swannie, the trigga’ to go will be Dave’s 1st shot as our watches are nigh on U.S. After we split, its plain sailin’ an’ we’re able to get ourselves in situ pdq. Soon e’nuff we ‘ear shootin’. The Mimis open the wall an’ move in, the doggies follow an’ we bring up the rear.

 

We come out into a bunk room an’ we see the doggies have been busy as 3 of them are’ on the hoollies what are still in their bunks while the other 2 hoollies here look to have carked it. Greg an’ 1 Doggy are ‘eadin’ out the door an’ the Mimis an’ 1 doggy have vanished. The Yank an’ Winnie stop for a sec but me an’ Mad Dave don’t give a toss. (Serves ‘em right bunch o’ drongo bastards). An’ we leg it for the door.

 

Comin’ into the main area we see it’s carnage as the Mimis are movin’ like lightnin’ an’ they’re poppin’ any hoollie they find wi’ a lightnin’ gun wi’ their spears which drop anythin’ they hit. Greg an’ his mate have joined up wi’ the last doggy an’ they’re fightin’ in the middle of the room. So, Mad Dave, Winnie an’ the Yank an’ me turn an’ head up the ramp.

 

There’s’ no sign o’ Abby, Dave or Kaka an’ we seem to be down a Mimi still we look ta’ be on the up. Then 3 figures appear at the top o’ the ramp – 2 blokes an’ a sheila. 1 of the blokes has a pistol while the sheila has a rifle an’ the 2nd bloke looks to be unarmed an’ that one’s Houston. So, I put a spurt on an’ I’m behind the Yank until he goes down to one knee. This gives me a clean run at the git but before I can get to him he brings his hand up an’ suddenly I’ve just taken a shot at 1 of the doggies. (Wot the F*** just happened?)

 

Comin to me senses, I’m now madder than a cut snake an’ I feel need ta let loose, so I go lookin’ for Houston. But as I do, I feel a breeze an’ suddenly there’s a Mimi standin’ over him an’ I see that he’s down an just about ta get skewered. Winnie’s’ on the sheila like flies on shit an’ Mad Dave is beatin’ on the other bloke wi’ a rock.

 

The Mimi carks Houston an’ Winnie does the same to the sheila wi’ the aid of a doggy while I pile in to give Mad Dave a hand and this makes the bastard fall to the floor an’ give up so I reach down grab him an oik him up as he’s the only one who hasn’t either done one or carked it. I wanna find the keys to them cages so I was gonna’ encourage him to talk by tellin’ him we was gonna’ have a game of ‘Strine twenty questions were the rules are if he gives me an answer I don’t like then he will get either a face fulla’ fives or a kick in the  nut-sack.

 

However, this was buggered up by the Yank who was suddenly leapt onto him like a loon, an’ I had to back off as I almost lost a finger.

 

I was givin’ the Yank a gobful when’ I heard Blondie call out so I went through the curtain’ an’ I saw her on the far wall, lookin’ frazzled. She said the keys to her chains were in the male hoollie’’s left pocket so I went to get ‘em, an’ by the time I got back the others had come in. Still I got her down, an’ the guys give her an update, which was fine an’ dandy till she heard Greg’s name an this caused her to leg it out the door. As it turned out, she knows Kyra as they shared a cell.

 

She rushed off an’ the others followed so I got the chance to take a captains [‘captain cook’ – ‘look’ – allegedly some Aussies use cockney rhyming slang – ed] into Houston’s quarters an’ I saw papers everywhere which didn’t interest me, so I don’t touch nothin’. There’s also some weirdo gear in here an’ the same applies. However, I did find two bottles of bourbon which is bloody ripper an’ I’m stoked so after quickly liberating these I make me way to the top of the ramp where I plant myself to watch proceedin’s.

 

First thing I noticed was they’d got the sheila’s from the cages an’ that most appear to be up the duff. There are also three old blokes an’ a number of these are actin’ like zombies, though there’s one guy who looks fine an’ he appears to be covered in tats that are movin’ on their own, which is wrong. Maybe I just needed a slug of the sauce as bein’ sober for the last day or so was not only makin’ me mouth feel drier than a nun’s nasty it was also makin’ me see things. As I watch our Mimi mates start kneelin’ an chantin’ ‘Jalkawarrinya’ an’ I can see that the old guy is starting to get taller an’ thinner an’ it’s clear to me that he’s turnin’ into a Mimi.

 

I realize that Jalkawarrinya is the local name for the Rainbow Serpent an’ when the guys look confused I tell ‘em this but as I do so the Old guy/Mimi stops an’ he turns towards us an’ thanks us all for helping in the fight against his rival the Sand Bat but adds that this is just 1 battle in an eternal war.

 

He then gives out blessings to all who want them an’ I partake as its free an’ I find this puts me mind at rest a little. As to the doggies an’ Mimi’s they all bugger off, an’ they say they’ll take care of the hoollies that Scarpered.

 

Then Syd suddenly reappears an’ he seems like he was before he went loopy. Winnie and I go over to have a word with him so it seems everyone can see him now. But this only lasts for a minute or so before he vanishes again. An’ even Dave stops seein’ him.

 

The guys find 2 hoollie drongo’s in the larder an’ we tie em up as they’ll be cominwi us togethawi their ex-prisoners an’ Mad Dave who’s pissed off wi’ this place now. We also had an encounter wi’ one of them windy octopus things on the way out but Dave’s amulet see’s it off pdq.

 

We won’t all fit in our 2 trucks so we need to get 1 of the other trucks from the camp an’ we load it wi’ all the extra tucker and water we can carry from the larder an’ some extra go juice. We of course still need a driver an’ Blondie volunteers to do this.

 

As to the trip back this is uneventful so all in all its been a fairly good trip as I’ve earned myself a bit o’ dosh, I got me a second gun, got some extra ammo an’ I’ve got some new tales to tell.

 

But I’m told by the Yank not to tell anyone what ‘appened, which is a bummer. While I reluctantly agree I make it clear that it’s gonna cost them some serious dolla’.