Leaving the hotel, the investigators head back to the Dark Mistress on the Nile. The boat no longer has a power source and is immobile but safer out on the water from attack. The assumption is that the cultists in Luna Park have been entirely wiped out. But this is not a certainty. At least…
Tag: Cthulhu
49: Nyarlathotep’s Helter-Skelter
“Look out Helter-skelter, helter-skelter Helter-skelter. Look out ’cause here she comes. When I get to the bottom I go back to the top of the slide Where I stop and I turn and I go for a ride…” (Excerpt “Helter-skelter” The Beatles, 22 November 1968) “I was old when the Pharaohs first mounted The jewel-deck’d…
48: Welcome to Luna Park
Trixie’s Secret Diary: It’s late Friday night and we are just sooo pooped. We return to our boat, the Dark Mistress, which has been ransacked – numerous items stolen by two westerners – Aussies. Never trust ‘em, honey! We have Hamza, an acolyte of the Black Pharaoh who tells us about a ritual taking place…
46: Curiosity Kills the Mummified Cat
USAF XXX-XXXXX X-XX Nevada 1938 / INTERVIEW TRANSCRIPTION / SUBJ. WFF / OMAR SHAKTI US SPECIAL ASSIGNMENTS OPERATIONAL OFFICER (USSAOO): “You’d stopped the crazy ritual. They were finished. Why didn’t you leave Omar Shakti and just get the hell out of Egypt?” FOCK: “For a monkey in a uniform that’s the most pertinent question you’ve asked me all…
45: Unwelcome Guests
The Assault On Omar Shakti’s House Take out Omar Shakti? After all that the investigators have faced and achieved this would appear a comparatively simple task. Simple. Simple? The word rings of treacherous deadly complacency. The rancid heat of a day’s hustle and bustle, as the desperate inhabitants of a sprawling metropolis fight to survive,…
44: The Red Glow From Below
The merciless sun beats down on the endless wheat fields and its heat is collected by the winds that ripple through the ears like the waves of a yellow ocean before blasting the scientist as he stands and aims his rifle towards a lone figure, arms outstretched; a target hanging from its neck. It’s rifle practice…
43: In the Labyrinth of Nyarlathotep
The leering spluttering face of an ass; the steely cold teeth-filled grimace of a crocodile; the frenzied squealing hissing fury of a hyena: With every blink of his eyes, these terrors are propelled through the darkness towards Professor Fock on frantic human bodies. Breaking all the rules of caution in such a dangerous location, the…
42: Riddle of the Sphinx
Giza, Egypt, Africa: 23:57 PM: A dim, grey light filters down the freshly chewed tunnel. The condensing carcass of the Cthonian releases a steady stream of fetid rancid odour and steam into the claustrophobic air, adding an orange tinge to the pale tendrils of surface illumination. Covered in Cthonian slime, Trixie, Gupta, Joe, and the…
41: A Tunnel to Giza
Cairo, Egypt, Africa: 21:21 PM: “The night before the night when the moon is at it’s thinnest.” (On 20th July) This is when the Cult of the Black Pharaoh will attempt to raise Queen Nitocris.” What will we do now? Omar Shakti? Did he steal the Mummy? The Clive Expedition in Memphis? Go to the…
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…