The Masks of Nyarlathotep:
A field report by Capt
Sandy Wood
The
Scrolls of Nitiqreti
As Farez Najir’s shade had told us that something important to the
Black Pharaoh was stored in the mosque of Ibn Tulun, we decided to pay it a visit. The place is vast; a
couple of hectares in total. It is an enormous cloistered courtyard with a
fountain for ritual ablutions in the centre.
There were rather more (and untypically competent looking) AK47-toting tourist police
than usual. It seems that there had been a ‘terrorist’ attack a couple
of weeks earlier. Talking to one of the clerics, Samir
Mohammad, it seems that they had been trying to get into the Khizanaa (the mosque’s treasury/strong-room). It also seems
from the clubs they were carrying that they were from the Cult of the Black
Pharaoh. Our discussions were interrupted by a rather more hostile and
senior cleric, Abdul, who clearly disapproved of Samir
discussing such matters with infidels. We nevertheless got the standard tourist
guided-tour of the mosque. Our conclusion is that there is almost certainly
something of real mythos/magical significance here,
but that it has almost certainly been here since before any of this started.
Dr. Jamieson received a phone-call from
Alex requesting assistance and an attaché case. Once we were out of the mosque,
I phoned back for clarification. It seems that he needs equipment to transport
some ancient scrolls. Apparently he has managed to track down Jan van Heuvelen; Good man! The proper kit isn’t readily available anywhere
except the
As we bundled van Heuvelen
down the stairs, the proprietor was understandably askance, especially given
his semi-conscious state and obvious injuries. I explained that he was unwell,
that he would not be returning and asked if he owed any rent. The tailor
claimed that he did and I paid what he asked without demur. He probably asked
for more than he was entitled to; I hope he did as it will make him so much
less likely to contact anyone in authority about the matter.
There were too many of us to all fit in the
car, so we ordered a taxi for John and Adam. The rest of us got into the car
and headed off to the museum; van Heuvelen was
between Syed and myself,
Fatima was nursing the papyruses. To my disquiet the cat came too. On the way Alex
told us that van Heuvelen is under a curse of Bast. The papyruses were taken from the tomb of Nitiqreti by van Heuvelen at the
instigation of Clive. Clive subsequently accused him of stealing them and
disowned him. Apparently Clive wanted rid of the documents, knew that taking
them would incur the wrath of Bast and used van Heuvelen as the scapegoat. Bast
is no doubt aware of this, but such is the caprice of the gods that no mercy
for van Heuvelen can be expected.
Alex’s reverential and authorative
references to Bast suggest that he has some affinity
to the goddess. He maintains that the papyruses must be returned to Bast, and that van Heuvelen’s
only hope of lifting the curse is for him to formally return them himself and
beg forgiveness. If not lifted, the curse is a death sentence. This doesn’t really
have very much to do with our mission, but it is clear that Alex is immovable
on the subject. If the team isn’t going to have a major ruction, we are going
to have to go along with Alex for the moment. Nevertheless this is awkward
as the papyruses are very important ancient artefacts and stolen property. The
Egyptian authorities are not going to take kindly to this, should they ever
find out about it.
We delivered Fatima, Alex and the papyruses
to the museum, and met up with John and Adam. Van Heuvelen
is in danger from both the Egyptian authorities (who want him for stealing the
papyruses) and all cats everywhere. We need somewhere safe to keep him for a
few days and the best option seems to be on a boat on the
Meanwhile at the museum
Meanwhile Adam had a look at the catalogues
in the museum. It seems that these included an inventory of the Ibu Tulun Khizanaa
made while the mosque was being restored in 2004. One item is called the ‘Girdle
of Nitiqreti’; described as a large uncut ruby on
a gold chain, with the allegation that the ruby changes in shape. It seems
certain that this must be what the cultists were after.
Being a little concerned
about the possibility that MI13 has been disbanded and that we have potentially
been recalled. To be on
the safe side I phoned regimental headquarters and had a chat with the adjutant.
Asked if there was anything of any importance had happened, any messages for
me, any plans for my next assignment. He said there was nothing; so at least
for the moment my orders remain unchanged.
Adam, Alex and Eliza have all received
packages from the
At this point we split up. Van Heuvelen is put ‘
We receive a reply about Omar Shafik; he is no longer a policeman, but he is working as a
private investigator. John and I pay him a visit. Other than that he expects to
be paid for the information (fair enough given his profession) he seems to be
quite forthcoming.
He tells us that Abaza
is a man with highly influential friends. He is close to Gamal
Mubarak. In spite of having obviously very
considerable wealth, he does not seemed to have any
household servants. Shafik said he had been hired by Najir to monitor Abaza’s movements
to provide a period of time when Abaza could be
guaranteed to be away from home.
In spite of Adam’s best persuasion, van Heuvelen could not be induced to return the papyruses to Bast. Any attempt to compel him is pointless,
a coerced delivery without the proper contrition for taking them would not lift
the curse. We would merely be delivering him to where the curse would be
brought to fruition and we would have a badly mangled body on our hands. Van Heuvelen remains convinced that the preserving, translating
and publishing of the papyruses is his key to success as an egyptologist. It is delusional. He cannot keep the
papyruses. Even if he did, there is no way that any respectable publication
would accept his work based on stolen property. Unless and until Clive is
thoroughly discredited so that his accusations don’t matter, van Heuvelen’s career is unsalvageable. His best hope would be
working with us to discredit Clive (albeit discrediting him isn’t actually
one of our aims). Unfortunately we have completely failed to make van Heuvelen see sense.
It is a pity, but we have done our best for
the man, diverting ourselves from the main task to do so. Alex set off to returning
the papyruses himself. Once they were safely out of the way, we delivered van Heuvelen to the
No doubt he will make complaints about us
to the