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The Celestial

 

 

 

The Celestial

 

V Bertolaccini

 

 

 

This edition published 2017 by CB

This is a Shakespir edition 2017

 

Copyright Victor Bertolaccini

 

ISBN: 978-1-3700-8849-2

 

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopy, recording or otherwise, without prior written permission of the copyright owner. Nor can it be circulated in any form of binding or cover other than that in which it is published and without similar condition including this condition being imposed on a subsequent purchaser.

 

All characters in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental.

Part I

 

The Celestial

 

 

Prologue

 

The Ancient Visitation

 

McMurdo had encountered something beyond his comprehension, of a diabolical nature, and he shook, barely able to speak, and looked gravely ill.

Malone strained his eyes to see him, in the darkness of the newly dug underground train tunnel, near London Bridge.

He lit a match and saw the Roman cavity, which they had uncovered in the side of the train tunnel, which McMurdo had just climbed out.

“What did you see down there?” Malone gasped, at what he had suggested existed.

McMurdo had never seen anything like it and could not explain its existence and struggled to explain it and its strangeness grasped Malone’s imagination.

McMurdo claimed something else below took a formation like a monster creature, with razor-sharp claws, creature fangs, and thick tentacles formed and expanded from its neck, and while it shifted away head tendrils formed.

Malone gasped and lit another match and watched the gold and white radiances loom over a shadowed region of the cavity, and he stood studying the darkness of the tunnel there going deep beneath the ground, where McMurdo’s rope was hanging, going down below, and for a moment he thought he saw it shift.

McMurdo encountered something beyond his comprehension, of a diabolical nature, and he still shook, barely able to speak, and Malone strained his eyes to see him in the dimness of the train tunnel, as his match slowly went out.

“What is it?” Malone moaned.

“I saw a face of something …” he muttered. “It’s trapped down there somewhere …”

Malone stood frigid, and staggered at the danger, and he started to comprehend what they were up against, and had been missing.

He wondered what the hell could be powerful enough to trap it, and if there was even anything in existence to free it!

“Its origins go beyond the human race, and Romans who settled here, and has been dormant, waiting to be revived, and uncovered, and has remained undetected by their technology …”

He continued, “Our methods of detection are mainly created and function to discover normal things, and normal unidentified objects, and their investigations are futile …”

Malone sat frigid, realizing the mistake they had made and what the outcome of what was occurring could be, and by trying to handle something of its nature, which could destroy them.

“Scientists have found traces of it though, which were kept confidential – and they tried to locate and investigate it!”

“Incredible!” Malone answered firmly. “What made it come to this place, in the first place?”

“Who knows! Perhaps there’s something here – which it came to investigate! If it was less dormant it might have been located by some means. It is powerful!”

Malone was amazed he thought it could have a form of powerful presence, and believed it could be supernatural, and was sure he was destined to discover its existence, and full potential, and believed it could be buried away deep below, and under the cavity they unearthed below, and he believed he had been up to something when he discovered its existence.

He was sure McMurdo had barely survived, and seemed to believe he could be killed in some hideous way!

It was lucky Marple had not been able to get hold of the archaeologists to investigate his accounts of the lost treasure being there, and Roman map he had found, as they were working on another project, but Malone knew they soon would and that they could not do anything about it, and he thanked McMurdo for warning him.

In the ground below his feet Malone was surprised to see an object, which he saw was a Roman coin, and he grabbed it and cleaned dirt away from it, in the dim light in the tunnel, and he entered further into the massive cavity in the side of the tunnel wall, and looked down into the large hole there, going deep below, and into the hideous cavity, and he wondered why the hell it was there, and why the railway company had not filled the hole in, but he knew they would once they had completed the rest of the railway line ahead, and what was there would be buried away for future explorers to uncover.

He suddenly recalled the incident he had investigated at Battlefield Road, and after all the observations, research, and by leading scientists, the scientists admitted that the thing found in the woman’s house they investigated had unknown origins, mainly by its appearance and tremendous unrecognized powers. Although they still had a lot of work and investigations to carry out, and had found little, and they were trying to keep it confidential.

“We’ll have to investigate it!” McMurdo warned. “The future of everything could be at stake, if the wrong people get hold of it!”

“We should investigate it!” Malone agreed, recalling a newspaper article. “There may soon be many more constructions being built around here! They’re building many more constructions … We have to get anything we can on it – and as much information on it and its origins …”

“There’s little! That’s been found! It’s mainly in ancient lost legends, which show its hideous features – and of the devil …”

Malone was left confused, at what he really had discovered, and stated, “If it has a physical presence we could discover something new about it – and it would be worthwhile to investigate!”

McMurdo gasped, in horror, still badly shaken from his confrontation with it, and replied, “I never thought I would live to see it and survive!”

Chapter 1

 

The Reality Investigators

 

The whole account of what occurred was astounding and Malone could barely believe what had happened, and what happened later.

He had been left staggered at the Battlefield Road discovery, and walking in and discovering the sphere formation, and its powerful energy pulsations blasting through solid rock, and witnessing some form of life existing there, which he had not seen since, which nobody grasped the true identity of!

The formation had altered to its original dormant formation later, after the paranormal scientists arrived, and he had to describe things that had happened and that he seen invisible things surrounding it, which became visible, and their strange glowing and swirling formations, forces, and with some like spirits with shrouds over them.

The central formation resembled a magical living sphere, altering its formation, and its energy and powers, and he knew it had no real physical form, and it normally had a colossal size and powers somewhere else.

In the end, after intense investigations, nobody, other than the two paranormal scientists, Oswald and Higgins, who witnessed some of it, believed what he told them existed.

All the occurrences sounded so astounding afterwards he could hardly believe it himself at times, and what the outcome scenario of the incredible events had been, and it being entirely different from what he expected.

The dormant formation, when shown, was not enough to prove anything, and it was a rare phenomenon to them, and something else entirely, and all the scientists, who had been unable to make mental or normal communications with anything, were unable to prove it or prove it was not.

In the end it was left in a museum cellar, with the treasure, where the paranormal scientists and scientists occasionally visited when they had new ideas and technology to investigate it further.

To his surprise he had once realized nobody in the museum realized what had even taken place, and was there, buried away in the depths of their building, and the scientists and paranormal scientists who investigated it no longer mentioned anything of it.

At the time he never even suspected in his wildest fantasies that what they had found was not the conclusion to the whole affair, and what they would find later, and far more treasure.

Marple had investigators in all major worldwide cities and he was one of the most advanced and knowledgeable investigators he had met, who was known to him for many years before he joined him as his assistant chief investigator, and his experience was vast, in many ways, in science and technology, in extraordinary occurrences, and he handled cases and activities beyond any other agencies he had encountered.

Upon his first entrance of the building he had him rushed up the stairs to his office, and introduced as Mike Malone, previously a news reporter, to the new investigators, and he was given a seat.

Marple held a meeting with the investigators there discussing the end of the war, and at the end of the meeting introduced him to a new distinctive/strange case, which baffled him, as he had been sure he had done everything, after the past affairs.

He bestowed the case to him at the end of the meeting with little knowledge of what it was fully about, other than it was of interest to him to see how he handled it, as his first case in London, and to see what he would come up with, and left him in confusion, as he gave him little.

After examining the few facts in detail he became convinced it was just someone playing a festive season drink induced prank, dressed as a department store Santa Claus, and all that was really stated was a woman had phoned claiming a department store Santa had scared her at her home.

Although what happened reminded him of what happened on his first case and of a woman claiming to have seen ghosts, and he sensed something, and saw Marple had reacted in the same way, but he did not know why.

Furthermore, before he undertook it, something else emerged, and a new client, McMurdo, phoned Marple, with another strange case, to Marple’s surprise, and they arranged a meeting, and Malone stayed to see what McMurdo was so desperate to do, and he wondered what was going to happen, and what the outcome would be, and slowly detected Marple had excitedly become interested and that money was surely involved, but he wondered if it was because it was Christmas or the company opening its new headquarters there.

He sat at the fireplace and watched Marple put up his Christmas tree in the corner of the room, introducing the festive season, and he poured them full glasses of his best whisky, and jumped into his seat, and Malone watched the last of the sunlight vanishing.

He studied buildings searching for bomb damage from the war.

When he shifted his seat closer to the fire Marple’s new secretary shoved open the door and rushed in and introduced McMurdo, and he was surprised to see him enter in his dirty dusty work clothes, from the top of the stairs, weary and exhausted, and looking nervous.

He looked as if he had just finished working at a building site, and he could not grasp why he was so nervous, and what the hell he wanted.

He considered if there was money in the building trade, now that the war was over, with all the damaged buildings, and them rebuilding the city.

He was slightly disappointed as he expected more, and expected he would be wealthy, and he considered why Marple thought there was money involved, and spotted Marple looked disappointed for a moment, and he quickly gave McMurdo a seat at the fireplace, which he gladly took and rested in, where he accepted a glass of whisky.

After a while Marple just asked him what he wanted, and McMurdo shoved his hand into his inner pocket and apprehensively removed what looked like the remains of a folded up crumpled rag, which Malone identified as some form of ancient paper, and he nervously sat holding it while looking at it and his drink, and Malone suddenly spotted he had encountered something of immense danger, and he wondered what could do such a thing to such a man, and he considered the events that had occurred due to the war.

“This is my ancient document!” he announced, and Marple looked up as he opened it up, and looked startled.

He stared at it, and Marple continued, “As I told you, I’ve some experience of dating documents! Even though it looks too old and unique for me to recognize …”

He took the ancient piece of paper and marched over and handed it over to Marple, and backed away to his seat.

Marple had a look of surprise and confusion, and asked him, “Perhaps you should tell us what happened, and why you need us – including what you told me on the phone, in more detail, and we perhaps may help you.”

“Alright!” he replied, and relaxed. “I work at the underground line … We’re extending the underground train line … We drill out the muck and rocks … With all the bomb damage and extra work we’ve been running behind schedule … So they’ve employed more workers, and we work later hours …”

“Where are you working?” Malone asked, curiously.

“Near London Bridge!” he replied, looking out the window at where the river was. “We were digging the rubble out the tunnel and increasing the size of part of the tunnel when the tunnel wall collapsed in … Revealing a large hidden cavity in the ground and at the side of the tunnel … The ground inside the cavity collapsed and fell into a deep cavity below …”

He held his head, disturbed by some thought, and quickly pulled himself together, and straightened up, and continued, “It was not just a cavity … It was part of some buried away ancient construction, and we found a large cavity deep below. We were sure it had tunnels and ancient artifacts …”

“Of great value?” Malone replied.

He nodded his head, and Malone wondered what he was talking about, as why the hell would ancient underground artifacts, tunnels, and cavities be so significant, and to such a guy, at the most archeologists would be called in to explore it.

Again he wondered what he was so frightened of.

He recalled underground tunnels and hideouts being in other cities, and realized that there could be some there.

To his surprise he replied, “The origins of that piece of paper was told to me to be nearly two thousand years old …”

Marple looked at it, clearly still wondering what he was after, and why he was so frightened.

McMurdo continued, “According to accounts and legends I found … Valuable treasure was concealed near where something was concealed …”

“Near where what was concealed?” Malone gasped, looking startled.

Marple looked at him calmly, and looked deep into the fire, and listened.

“I found that ancient map hidden on a skeleton in the cavity … It will not be long before the cavity will be buried away, as we have to finish the repairs and railway line …”

“What do you want us to do?” Malone replied, cautiously.

“I’ve just come into information that could allow you to locate it!”

Malone could not grasp if it actually existed, and sat considering it, and everything he said.

“According to myths,” he continued, “many people have been found dead searching for it there. There could be something of great danger, where it’s been concealed!”

“What’ll we do then?” Malone asked, curiously, looking over at Marple, waiting to see if Marple said anything.

“You’ll have to wait until I’m ready!” McMurdo replied first, and stood up. “I could have a major clue to its location, and I’m sure I can discover something of significant importance! I will need your help to recover it!”

“We’ll do that!” Marple replied firmly.

When he had left the building, and returned home, Malone started to doubt what he was after was of value other than to archaeology and museums, for historical value, and he was sure he was just trying to get them to get it for him, and it was dangerous.

Chapter 2

 

The Santa Investigation

 

His first investigation in London seemed strange, which he could not identify, and the elderly widow client left him confused, as she claimed she had seen Santa Claus in her house in the middle of the night, and she claimed he had a strange ghostly appearance, and he could not identify why.

So he questioned her over it, and took it she had witnessed something unusual in the night, while leaving her bed, upon hearing noises downstairs, and there seemed to him to be no case to investigate as no crime had been committed, and she said she was not bothered about him being there, and nothing seemed to suggest he had done anything, and he wondered why she was not bothered about him being there, in her house at night, and why she reported it, and she never told him why.

He had gone to the client confused and repeatedly going over the document he was given, which consisted of nothing but a few paragraphs with a few lines she had given the agency, and he came to the conclusion she might have stopped an attempted burglary and wanted them to secretively handle the case.

What could she have confronted at night in her living room of her house that could have caused her to seek such dramatic action?

The location was near his headquarters, next to the Thames, and when he entered he expected little. It was his first case!

After talking with her more he established she had recently become a widow, and was left there on her own, and he suddenly realized that she believed she had encountered something she believed was of a paranormal nature, of a strange nature, and that she must want him to identify what it was and perhaps find a way of getting rid of it.

Though what had she seen, and how the hell was he going to get rid of it, and what if it really was some form of paranormal?

After the past occurrences he witnessed he gasped at what it could be! But they were entirely different and surely could not exist there. And if she had fantasized something, half asleep, in the middle of the night, she could have hallucinated, or she could have believed it had occurred afterwards, but there was more to it, and he had to deduce what she meant by what she said, and he had her give more accurate descriptions of the visitation, or whatever she thought it was, but she gave little and it left him more confused, and he even wondered if she was up to something, and she might have heard of their past cases.

Yet she then insisted something appeared there, in her living room, and that it had never appeared before, and she claimed the Santa Claus floated inches above her floor, as though it thought it was on the floor, and its movement suggested it was doing something, with an intension, which she never identified.

The case grabbed his attention and he became engrossed in discovering what would happen, and in the unusual case, and he had to solve it. But it was not a matter of remaining there and watching for its reappearance, as it had only shown itself once, and he wondered if it could have been from his appearance there, and from the last occurrence, but it had been different and had vanished, and in the end he decided to check the nearby local people, and if they had seen anything, or had heard of anything that supposedly haunted the region.

Chapter 3

 

The Visitations

 

He started wondering if it was him that was attracting such strange occurrences, as since the last one he still had not heard any other proper occurrences anywhere, and from everyone and everywhere he checked, and could not grasp how the paranormal scientists could even have any work to do, as there was nothing and they admitted it!

He sensed that it existed in the case, and started to realize it more and more when he questioned locals, but he could not identify what, as they only explained little, and none had actually seen any occurrences, and he could not grasp if they were tricking him, or hiding something, but eventually he got more information from them, and realized there had been other sightings of the Santa Claus, and that they were passing on information gathered from the victims.

He began to believe there could be a serial killer, who had hidden away the remains of his victims, and the people he had met only had heard rumors, and he decided to search further, and soon discovered there had been other sightings of the Santa Claus at the same street, and where the elderly widow had witnessed him.

His investigation of another elderly widow at the same street seemed as strange as the first, but left him more confused, and gave little on what she had witnessed, and nothing indicating it was a serial killer, and she claimed she had seen Santa Claus actually emerge in her house in the middle of the night, and she claimed it had somehow had the appearance of something ghostly, and he started to wonder if she was copying the other woman, and wondered what they were up to.

By the way she described it he started wondering if it had been a burglar using the festive season, and a Santa Claus costume, to disguise himself breaking in, while hiding his identity.

Yet after talking it over more she admitted others in the street had encountered it too, to his surprise, and he decided to investigate it further.

Back at Reality Investigations he met Marple and Marple handed him letters involved with the case, which Malone opened, and sat surprised and shocked at the fireplace reading them, and even though he thought the sudden appearance of the letters had to be someone reacting to his investigations, and perhaps covering up what they were doing, he realized how authentic the letters were and how dangerous the case could be, and he was left staggered when he read one from a school boy who claimed Santa’s reindeer had eaten his brother, and left his bones under their Christmas tree, and Malone was left baffled, and wondered why the police had not been called, and he immediately decided that he had better investigate it before doing anything, and check the bones existed, and identify a killing occurring.

He was left unsure, by the way it was written, and it was strange the young boy claimed his brother should not have gone downstairs to see Santa, and that he had not known any better, and Malone wondered if he had been kidnapped or something, and had left the bones to cover it up.

His parents were away visiting somewhere, and Malone realized his parents had not returned yet, and the letter finished with him asking for his help, and he realized people he had met had told him little and the other letters told him little.

What the hell was it about? Was it a case for the paranormal investigators?

He considered calling them, but realized he would have to prove something of that nature existed, or that there was something unexplained occurring.

Suddenly he discovered one letter was from a neighbor of the first elderly lady client, who started the investigation, and he began reading other letters, and it became more and more curious, and he read letters from women at surrounding houses, and he realized that it was not burglaries as nothing was being taken from the houses.

One curiously claimed the Santa had used large vicious reindeers! Or had used a dangerous animal disguised as a reindeer! Which could have attacked and killed the boy, and he knew he had to investigate it.

While going through the dates of the occurrences in the letters he discovered that he was working his way down the street, every night, and had probably done all the houses there, one every night, and that the boy’s house had been recent, and he worked out what house he would visit that night.

Chapter 4

 

The Christmas Visitation

 

He thought of telling Marple but he left it as he wanted to solve the case himself, and could not believe such a thing could happen, and on his first case, and it never occurred to the other investigators of it being anything, and how could anything happen on such a case.

It was absurd! He realized then that they could be missing many major cases, and serial killers.

He wanted to know what the clients were in fact talking about!

The woman in the house the Santa Claus was to arrive at that night welcomed him in, and told him about the things her neighbors had witnessed, and late that night she gave him a room on the ground floor, where he placed a seat at the door and left the door partly opened, just enough to see into the living room and the entire area where he would enter, and he sat reading a book he brought, and he started to see sense and wonder if they were all up to something else, which he could not grasp.

What surprised him was she arrived back near the time the occurrences had taken place at the other houses and apologized to him for something, and before she left gave him a book to read, but he left for later, leaving him doing nothing, in the dark, and he considered if she intended to use the story of it for something for some reason.

Though later he started to read the book and was staggered, as the book was full of paranormal and ghost stories, which were claimed to be true accounts, and written like they actually occurred, and he realized it could be part of a plan to persuade him something was there.

Though after reading further through it, trying to see what was there, he was left staggered as there were accounts of occurrences actually taking place in the same region.

There were ancient inhabitants claiming to have seen alarming evil spirits and the devil itself, dwelling there.

He realized the place had not always been a city region as it was, centuries ago, and it sent a chill through him as he thought of what could be buried away there.

There were old newspaper accounts of reported unexplained ancient occurrences, and one of the worst of them told of travelers that had come upon the remains of people left in pieces in the region by some hideous occurrence, with their remains being found scattered throughout, and others of people being attacked and chased by things.

He was left mesmerized, and his eyes for no reason fell upon something in the woman’s living room, and he recalled seeing it seconds earlier but had not noticed it as anything, as he was engrossed with the accounts.

He stared at it for almost a minute trying to figure it out but was unable to form a mental image of what was there, and what he was looking at, as it had no real form, from what he saw, and in the darkness his tired unfocused eyes never allowed him to grasp what was there.

It was the appearance of the house that brought him to, and he stood behind the door, and he could realize little, and he wondered what could happen if he revealed himself, or turned on the light.

After going through all the things that had happened he realized that there had to be something there, and he realized with all the stuff he had learned he did not positively know what to do, as even with all the knowledge he had heard he did not know what it was, and he did not believe it all, and he realized his mission was to discover what was there, and proceed from there.

Going by everything that he had heard he knew it would do what it did and vanish, and he quickly glanced out, and stood staggered as he spotted the Santa Claus, and how he imagined him as a child, and it was startling, and he gasped in horror, as it seemed real.

He spotted a faint glow and energy around its surface, and twinkles of magical light, like miniature starlight, and realized it looked magical, with powers.

He was sure he could solve the case by examining it up close!

He was sure it might be affected by things, and that he could find a way of getting rid of it, and stopping it haunting the region.

He became more fascinated, wondering what it was, as it was so realistic, but unlike any human he had ever seen, and as he moved out, and edged in closer to it, he realized it detected him, and he suddenly collapsed over the floor.

Chapter 5

 

The Deadly Encounter

 

Things seemed somehow different when he awakened, lying across the floor, and he studied everything about him everywhere trying to grasp what, and he watched the woman studying him sprawled across her living room floor, surprised, and she apologized, and took the blame for what happened, and he had a bad time recalling what had happened, and strange meaningless dreams he had.

Later he recalled the moments before he collapsed, and repeatedly, wondering what the hell had happened.

He was badly depressed all evening after it, still trying to grasp something, and not believing he had blown the end, and had not found out what it had been doing there! If only he had stayed where he had been he could have found out and have remained undiscovered, and the woman had not told him anything either.

Back at the detective agency he read through the letters again and gasped at the occurrences that had been mentioned, and still could not understand how the Santa could be mentioned as being deadly, and realized that he could have been killed if it had been.

He thought of telling Marple but he left it as he wanted to solve the case himself, and could not believe such a thing could happen on a case, as he was trapped trying to solve it and stuck with one of the strangest menaces he had heard of, and it had not occurred to any of the other investigators of it being anything, and that anything could happen with such a case! It was absurd!

He had only one thing left he could do and that was to contact the next house, next to the house, and arrange to do it over again, and this time use cameras to record it and watch it as well, and find out what the hell it did, and if it did exist to use it to contact the paranormal scientists!

He needed to give them evidence of something, as they would have to travel all the way there from Scotland.

The man in the house the Santa Claus was to arrive at welcomed him in, and told him his neighbors had told him everything, and he would allow him to set up a camera and other equipment to check it out.

Once again when it turned night he got a room on the ground floor, next to the living room, and he quickly placed a seat at the door of the bedroom and left the door partly opened, just enough to see into the living room, and entire area where he knew it would arrive, and he sat reading a book he brought with him, and he started to see sense and he wondered what it really was.

Again he realized the place had not always been a proper city region, many centuries ago, and it sent a chill through him as he thought of what could be buried away, and his eyes for no reason fell upon something in the living room, and he realized it was there and he suddenly jumped back startled, and his heart leapt, and he saw its red figure shift into the room, shifting out from nothing and the darkness of the corridor, and he activated the camera and equipment he had set up.

Even though it was dark it was identical to a Santa and he watched its strange figure move in making Santa sounds, and he realized how similar it was to a department store Santa, and he tried to grasp what it was doing!

There was something strange that he just could not grasp, and it moved and did things far differently than anyone he had seen, and he was shocked as it suddenly had a lethal appearance.

He suddenly spotted the man who owned the house on the stairs in the darkness, watching it in horror, unable to decide what to do, and he realized he could actually do something stupid and confront it, and he did not know what to do and sat stunned.

He studied its strange Santa features and tried to see if it had detected the man, and what it might do.

He watched the man realize the danger of it and become aware of its deadliness and he saw the Santa react to something, and march up to the man’s Christmas tree and remove something from its sack and place what looked like a Christmas present down.

He sensed the man would do something stupid, and he did, and he walked right up to it, and nervously stood in front of it, and gasped at what he saw there, and stood staggered with his mouth wide open, and in the darkness of the corridor what looked like two of Santa’s reindeers rushed out and attacked the man, like lions, and devoured the man and in seconds, and all that remained of him were his bones on the carpet, and the creatures rushed away, back into the darkness of the corridor and vanished, and the Santa followed, not reacting to anything, as though it was somewhere else!

 

Chapter 6

 

Paranormal Investigators

 

Outside the London hotel room, the paranormal investigators were staying in, Malone watched the high street below through the window, stretched out in bright sunlight, going into the distance, like it was in the Victorian era, and he rested against the window frame dreamily watching soldiers below looking like they were still celebrating the end of the war, and away in the distance he saw a mysterious mist shift over buildings, and saw the sun was going down into the horizon.

The bedroom seemed alright. Their psychic research equipment was all over it, everywhere, and they speedily had porters bring the rest up, while they unpacked it, and examined it for breakages and other damage.

The equipment was new and he had never seen anything like it, and new technology, and he gasped again at what their profession was, and what it could uncover if it was authentic!

It was an occurrence at Craigmillar Road, with the metal detector, which persuaded him to have them investigate the case further, and the police had not found anything, and in all their investigations of the Santa and the killings it had committed, and nobody had been able to explain what had happened, and they were now searching for a serial killer dressed as a department store Santa, which attacked people in their homes at night.

What surprised him was the Santa had not appeared after the killing and the police investigation.

It appeared all over the news, and he had to persuade Marple to keep to him on the case, but he was sure that he would change that once he had more evidence of what was happening, as the case was full of missing information, and lack of evidence, and nobody had seen the Santa enter the buildings, or had seen him outside, and there was virtually nothing on him, other than Malone’s film footage of the Santa, which had been far too dark to see properly, and had left them even more confused, and they could not work out what had happened and what had devoured the man so quickly and left only his bones.

For some reason the paranormal investigators only seemed confused about why it was a Santa, and believed it was of paranormal origins, by his description of the thing’s appearance, which even Marple was left stumped, especially after he had examined the bones, as nothing on the Earth could have devoured him so fast and completely, leaving nothing but bones.

He had no idea what it was or what they were getting themselves involved in, and what it was leading to, and in the end he started to leave the case to the paranormal scientists and the police to solve.

He had continuously read through the documents on the case, and what the police had found, and found little, and he could barely make anything out.

The documents were virtual missing everything that said anything about anything!

It suggested to the paranormal scientists that it could be something new, and they agreed that it could be, or some lost ancient thing, and he was left confused by why the paranormal investigators were so interested in it in the end, as they said little, and he still consistently tried to grasp what they normally did.

Again he wondered if they were actually there to search for it or something else and again he never believed it was what they claimed, and supernatural.

Everything he had encountered seemed to have been proven to have something not supernatural behind it, and he kept on going on the side of Marple, and his views, as there was nothing to back up the claim, accept something unknown, which could even have been deliberately put there to do something, and trick people and the police.

In the end he became far more interested in the case, and wanted the answer to what had happened!

The sky darkened outside and he wondered what the hell the conclusion to it would be this time.

He shivered, and he looked at the night sky approaching and snowflakes started floating down, and he watched Higgins react to it and eventually ignore it.

He was sure if it remained the way it was it might ruin the case and investigation, as whatever it was might not turn up, and his thirst for knowledge grew and he knew he had to find something.

 

Chapter 7

 

The Scientists Convention

 

Media from all over the world arrived at the annual conference of an exploration association in London, as Malone watched on, and he realized immediately the paranormal scientists, who had taken him there, had given them information on the Santa occurrence, which left him confused, as all they had was the killer Santa investigation, which added up to little.

Yet the occurrences that had already taken place had become well known and documented, and had been in many newspapers, and other media sources.

Most of the scientists and explorers of the exploration association were packed together in the large hall.

The scientists knew him from their past investigations of the Loch Ness monster and of the discovery under Craigmillar Road, which were surely the largest uncovered, in decades at least, and he wondered what they thought of the Santa investigation, and he found they were mainly giving updates on it and them and what they had found.

He recalled everything that had happened at the Loch Ness monster investigation and their explorations of the cavity they found, where the object was under the area of land beside the loch, and their use of divers to investigate the loch about the cavity and the entrance, and their filming of its interior, which was startling, and had many signs of the monster having been living there, and the remains of food it had eaten, including fish, sharks, and skeletons of cattle.

He realized they were not interested in the Loch Ness discovery though and were interested in what had been uncovered in the cavity under Craigmillar Road, and were still waiting for the conclusion to the investigations by their scientists.

It surprised him that the exploration association was primarily unknown and the media still gave little about the group, and its accomplishments. Even though many of their scientists and explorers had their explorations and adventures in the media over decades, including many famous and foremost scientists from across the globe!

He recalled how their scientists had helped them out in their investigations, and that they had many scientists, leading scientists, and the latest and foremost in technology, and vast amounts of information, including unknown findings, and documentation, from about the globe.

 

Chapter 8

 

The Manifestation

 

He could not grasp what would happen, as everything needed to solve the case was missing, and Marple was forcing him into going further, and ordered him to solve it as quickly as possible.

He realized he had read his report on what had happened and had entirely missed what had occurred and what he meant, and he could not explain any further anything of what had happened and he now never seemed to think anything strange had happened, and he realized again that even though he had a great interest in investigating the paranormal he never believed it, and consistently explained it away, with logical solutions.

Though they identified another Santa appearance at a nearby street, which was in an identical street to the other street, in a line of the houses behind the houses, and it was in the same house in the street it would have visited in the other street, and he identified the house next to it as the next house it would visit.

The woman owner let the paranormal investigators set up their paranormal equipment there, with scientists and equipment from scientists from the exploration association.

The elderly woman was delighted to see so many scientists and important people, and cameras documenting it, in her house.

Paranormal scientists and technicians rushed back and forward setting up their new equipment all over the woman’s living room, and outer hall where it had emerged in the other houses, while Oswald and Higgins checked everything.

He watched on, and watched the woman leave to go to bed smiling, joyously listening to the scientists at work.

They gave him the impression that they might be going to do something tremendous or come to a conclusion, and that they might well have found the right location to do it.

He later started to realize the implications, and recalled what had happened to him the last time, and how deadly it was, and he realized that they might find something of immense deadly supernatural origins, of great danger to everyone there!

Yet he realized the scientists did realize it and intended to carry out their research safely, and they started hiding all their equipment away, so it would not be seen!

He regularly examined the equipment they now had and was surprised at how advanced it had become, and at its capabilities, and he wondered how they could make a profit to pay for it, and realized it must be funded.

Their visit there was clearly giving them far more of an insight and knowledge of things than he realized, and they had gained a great deal of information from their earlier questioning of witnesses of the occurrences in the other houses.

He was becoming positive that they had found far more than they indicated, and were even keeping secrets.

He wanted to grasp what they all knew, what he should know, and he regularly strolled about examining everything for clues, and recalled something that he had forgotten, which he had read, about some of the work that the paranormal scientists had done years before, where they had given facts on their paranormal investigations.

He recalled their stuff had been surprising, and even alarming, which had drawn his attention at the time, and he recalled that he had dismissed it later as them using it to advertise their work!

At times he thought they had been deliberately putting the psychic research there to cover their real work and discoveries!

The scientists informed him that they were checking for virtually all known forms of disturbance, energy and matter disturbances, in and around the emergence region and they were sure that they could find something!

There was something strange, and he felt as though there was something going to happen, but he could not grasp what, and he was sure he might not have encountered it before, even though he had seen the Santa and what it did, and he listened to all the scientists at work and their low level conversations.

Suddenly, in the darkness, in their hidden away positions in an outer room, at the side of the living room, they detected a reaction and that something was making an appearance, and they all went silent, and he checked his watch and realized it was around about the same time as the last visitations, and he realized how late it was, and how sleepy he was, and watched the scientists at work, silently checking stuff on their equipment about the zone, and building, and one whispered something in Higgins’s ear, making him look slightly surprised.

Higgins’s face turned dramatic, making him wonder what the hell was going to happen, and if he had put his foot in it again, and he stood staggered waiting for something to happen, and he even regretted helping bring them there, and he saw he was desperate to do something, and he rushed over to two scientists.

He decided to remain with Oswald near the door of the outer room, as he had to know what was there – and if something was going to happen – and he realized they could not get anything from the equipment.

He was surprised to see someone look out the curtains of the room and saw drifting currents of snowflakes blow about outside, and it starting to thicken, with gusts blowing about the building, and he wondered if it affected the Santa appearance, and realized the weather occasionally altered at specific times, and positions of the sun, and temperature.

It had been a long day, and the next day could very well be far longer, and he watched Higgins rush about doing something and he wondered what he was missing, and if they should slow down and observe it at a greater distance first, as the occurrence would surely take place at another house, and it was surely not their last chance to get hold of something.

The bright snow sky seemed to darken and the temperature dropped, and he pointed it out to Oswald, as heavy snow came down all about the area.

He checked a thermometer and realized that there had been accounts of drops in temperature before and during manifestations and he wondered if it had been so powerful that it had affected the weather about the region.

While the others were at work he placed a seat at the door of the room and slightly opened the door, just enough to see into the living room, and entire area where he knew it would arrive, and he wondered why it was late, and if something else could appear, of great danger to them, and he sat looking out, startled.

He slowly started to sense something was there, and it sent a cold chill through him as he thought of what it could do, and his eyes for no reason fell upon something in the living room and he realized it was there all along and he suddenly jumped back startled, and his heart leapt, and he saw its dark red figure shifting about in the room, and he watched a scientist activate a special camera, and equipment, which he had seen him set up earlier!

Even though it was dark it looked identical to Santa, and he watched its strange figure move making Santa sounds, and he realized it was similar to a department store Santa, and he thought he saw it had bright red eyes, and he tried to grasp what it was and was doing there!

There was something strange that he just could not quite grasp, and it moved and did things far differently than anyone or anything he had seen, and he was shocked at its now lethal appearance. It was like there was something there that should not be there!

Suddenly he spotted the woman who owned the house on the stairs in the darkness, glancing into the darkness of the living room, watching it in horror, unable to decide what to do, and he realized she might actually do something foolish, and confront it, and he did not know what to do and sat stunned, and thought of the death of the man the last time.

He studied its strange Santa features, and saw nothing, and tried to see if it had detected her, and what it might do.

He had to do something so he did and rushed out the door silently, and closed the door shut behind him, seeing nobody in the room had seen him leave, and entered a dark hidden area at the side of the living room, out of its view, and showed himself to her, and used gestures, and pointed, to get to her to go back up the stairs.

He watched her realize its deadliest and start to move back up the stairs, and saw the Santa react to something, and it march up to her Christmas tree and remove something from its sack and place something there, which in the other houses they had discovered identical objects to things that were at Christmas trees, with cards with people’s names on them from the other houses, which proved it had not detected what it was copying or had not bothered altering it.

For a second he visualized being out in a starless expanse of space, and wondered what it was, and if he had actually seen it, and if he was falling asleep, and its hideous Santa shape shifted, ready to do something, and a dull red radiance gleamed about it, illuminating its now hideous devilish face, which he was positive was the devil itself, using it to cover its identity.

He glared at its unmoving silhouette in shock, studying it, wondering what was there, and if all the ghost stories he had heard through his life were false, and they were something else entirely.

The deep blackness about him was so vivid and things so real and alive, he felt deep horror, and thought of what he had so far encountered and his original thoughts of it.

For an instant the thing in front of him altered in form, and he saw a demon energy formation, and stood staggered, wondering what it was, and what it intended to do, and how they should handle it!

What strange place had it come from? Did reality actually exist there? Was it actually something entirely different from anything they had encountered?

The being/entity seemed to do nothing, other than transforming itself, and he saw strange ghostly images of what could be life forms flash through his mind.

When he examined its dark almost invisible Santa costume he saw it was not actually solid but translucent, and had only a faint shadow from it over the carpet, while its interior seemed composed of swirling currents of energy mist, and its shape was not touching the floor, and was floating over it, and he realized it was as if it was not there but somewhere else, and reacting to the surroundings somewhere else.

He was sure that he could solve the case by examining it and finding something! He was sure it might be affected by things, and he could find a way of getting rid of it, and stopping it haunting the region, and he became even more fascinated, and he moved up close to it, behind it, and examined its ghostly demon features.

He tried to grasp everything about it, which he could recognize, and wondered what all the scientists of the world would think of the thing, and would do to see and examine it.

What would the paranormal scientists consider it? He could not get anything, and up close it mainly looked like a mass of strange red energy being generated by something, from somewhere, and to his amazement it exploded into a frenzy of activity, and he realized it had detected him, and he fell over unconscious.

Chapter 9

 

The Breakthrough

 

He could not grasp what happened, as his head was spinning, and everything he needed to solve the case was missing, and the scientists were all rushing around doing things he could not grasp, but he recognized by their reactions that they were happy with many of the results, but disappointed with some.

After the disappearance of the Santa and occurrences Oswald had gone and searched for him and had found him sprawled across the floor under the Christmas tree, and he grasped how lucky he had been to survive what had happened, and it was incredible that they barely realized what had happened and what he had seen.

The woman gave him cups of coffee and apologized for what had happened, and she was glad to hear from one of the scientists that it would not appear there again, and she was surprised that it had left her a Christmas gift, which confused him, as he recalled what he had seen, and the killings that had occurred.

He realized he had to report what happened and had entirely missed what had occurred afterwards, and he realized he could say little that Marple would believe, and he would be left disappointed, and he realized that he better get facts from the scientists to give him, and so he would know what he meant, and he realized again that even though he had no beliefs in the existence of ghosts and the supernatural he had a great interest in investigating the paranormal, and liked consistently explaining it away with logical solutions!

After he finished getting what he could he was glad to finally leave the place and return to the headquarters of Reality Investigations, where Marple eventually rushed in and got him a drink and placed it in front of him and stood at the fireplace.

It was incredible! Marple looked more baffled than he had seen him, in a long time, and he realized they could have problems!

The serial killer Santa was still on the rampage, and all over the media, and the police wanted the culprit, and they still never had any clues to who he was, or anything about him, and they wanted Marple to solve the case, and not only was the sum of money for solving it incredible he would get the fame and prestige he wanted, in London, at his new headquarters, and he could become a major investigator, and solve the unsolvable case, and its insolvability was a major factor that kept teasing him, and he seemed partly obsessed with it now, and all his investigators and connections were virtually on the case, checking for anything, and any remote clues.

It amazed him what had happened, when Malone finally told him some things, and that they had predicted its appearance and had not had the police there to capture him, he was left staggered, and Malone wondered what would have happened, and was at a loss of what to say, as he clearly never believed it was anything other than a serial killer, and he realized it could even be a future massacre.

Eventually Marple grew tired of the lack of evidence, and asked him, “What did their research uncover?”

“Not much!” Malone moaned.

“Even with all the scientists and all their highly advanced equipment?”

“They are still accumulating their findings …”

Suddenly, the phone rang out loud and Malone answered it as he was the closest and was surprised it was the scientists still at work back at the house, who had finished their work there, and had packed away their equipment and were getting ready to leave, and the scientist on the phone put Oswald on the line.

It staggered him what he then said, and he was surprised that they had collected large amounts of strange readings, which they were at the moment unable to grasp, and had detected a lot of energy and things that they had never heard of, and were also left baffled as paranormal scientists, and they had traced the Santa’s appearance, and emergence out of nowhere, but had found little on how it had appeared there, and its disappearance was just as strange, and was as though it had vanished off the face of the world, and they had detected strange things on its encounter with him, and it seemed to have done something, and had done some form of examination of him, and its behavior had altered, and it had stopped what it had been doing and had left there, just after he had collapsed, and some of the scientists thought it had detected the presence of their equipment at the same time.

Malone had been unable to explain what he had said to Marple, and asked him to explain everything to Marple himself, as his interest in what was occurring was increasing, and he handed the phone over to him, looking confused.

After ten minutes of listening to him and Oswald talking, and other scientists there being put on the line, he stood looking confused and put the phone down.

After sitting at the fireplace silently for a long time Malone asked what he had told him, and to see if he had missed anything.

“There seems to be far more to this case than meets the eye!” he finally moaned, and also seemed to like it, and the challenge of dealing with something new, and deadly, with such a challenge.

“What do you make of it?” Malone replied, curiously.

“They still seem to believe it’s of a supernatural nature!” he replied calmly, and sat back into his seat. “Well, they backed up their findings with a great deal of readings, findings, and have gone to a great deal of trouble exploring what they believe is there! And the most fascinating findings are their photographs and film footage taken of it, which they are sending someone over here with, which if I am not mistaken will give us a great deal of information on the Santa killer, and what we might be able to give to the police and media!”

Malone was surprised, and he sensed he was holding something back from him and asked if they had found anything else, and he recalled he had heard them give him something at the end of the conversation, which they had just discovered.

“They seem to have discovered how he entered and left the building! They detected that he left there by going under the building! By some new method, which they have not yet been able to discover …”

Malone was left confused, staggered, and wished he had remained on the phone, and wondered what he meant! Or they meant! And he could not grasp how it emerged and left going below the ground, and what they thought it was, as he had seen its appearance, and the reindeer creatures emergence the last time, and was positive that it had not just went under the floor, and wondered what the scientists discovered, and in the end decided to wait and question Oswald.

 

Chapter 10

 

The Ancient Visitation

 

McMurdo had encountered something beyond his comprehension, of a diabolical nature, and he shook, barely able to speak, and looked gravely ill.

Malone strained his eyes to see him, in the darkness of the newly dug underground train tunnel, near London Bridge.

Malone lit a match and saw the Roman cavity, which they had uncovered in the side of the train tunnel, which McMurdo had just climbed out.

“What did you see down there?” Malone gasped, at what he had suggested existed.

McMurdo had never seen anything like it and could not explain its existence and struggled to explain it and its strangeness grasped Malone’s imagination.

McMurdo claimed something else below took a formation like a monster creature, with razor-sharp claws, creature fangs, and thick tentacles formed and expanded from its neck, and while it shifted away head tendrils formed.

Malone gasped and lit another match and watched the gold and white radiances loom over a shadowed region of the cavity, and he stood studying the darkness of the tunnel there going deep beneath the ground, where McMurdo’s rope was hanging, going down below, and for a moment he thought he saw it shift.

McMurdo encountered something beyond his comprehension, of a diabolical nature, and he still shook, barely able to speak, and Malone strained his eyes to see him in the dimness of the train tunnel, as his match slowly went out.

“What is it?” Malone moaned.

“I saw a face of something …” he muttered. “It’s trapped down there somewhere …”

Malone stood frigid, and staggered at the danger, and he started to comprehend what they were up against, and had been missing.

He wondered what the hell could be powerful enough to trap it, and if there was even anything in existence to free it!

“Its origins go beyond the human race, and Romans who settled here, and has been dormant, waiting to be revived, and uncovered, and has remained undetected by their technology …”

He continued, “Our methods of detection are mainly created and function to discover normal things, and normal unidentified objects, and their investigations are futile …”

Malone sat frigid, realizing the mistake they had made and what the outcome of what was occurring could be, and by trying to handle something of its nature, which could destroy them.

“Scientists have found traces of it though, which were kept confidential – and they tried to locate and investigate it!”

“Incredible!” Malone answered firmly. “What made it come to this place, in the first place?”

“Who knows! Perhaps there’s something here – which it came to investigate! If it was less dormant it might have been located by some means. It is powerful!”

Malone was amazed he thought it could have a form of powerful presence, and believed it could be supernatural, and was sure he was destined to discover its existence, and full potential, and believed it could be buried away deep below, and under the cavity they unearthed below, and he believed he had been up to something when he discovered its existence.

He was sure McMurdo had barely survived, and seemed to believe he could be killed in some hideous way!

It was lucky Marple had not been able to get hold of the archaeologists to investigate his accounts of the lost treasure being there, and Roman map he had found, as they were working on another project, but Malone knew they soon would and that they could not do anything about it, and he thanked McMurdo for warning him.

In the ground below his feet Malone was surprised to see an object, which he saw was a Roman coin, and he grabbed it and cleaned dirt away from it, in the dim light in the tunnel, and he entered further into the massive cavity in the side of the tunnel wall, and looked down into the large hole there, going deep below, and into the hideous cavity, and he wondered why the hell it was there, and why the railway company had not filled the hole in, but he knew they would once they had completed the rest of the railway line ahead, and what was there would be buried away for future explorers to uncover.

He suddenly recalled the incident he had investigated at Battlefield Road, and after all the observations, research, and by leading scientists, the scientists admitted that the thing found in the woman’s house they investigated had unknown origins, mainly by its appearance and tremendous unrecognized powers. Although they still had a lot of work and investigations to carry out, and had found little, and they were trying to keep it confidential.

“We’ll have to investigate it!” McMurdo warned. “The future of everything could be at stake, if the wrong people get hold of it!”

“We should investigate it!” Malone agreed, recalling a newspaper article. “There may soon be many more constructions being built around here! They’re building many more constructions … We have to get anything we can on it – and as much information on it and its origins …”

“There’s little! That’s been found! It’s mainly in ancient lost legends, which show its hideous features – and of the devil …”

Malone was left confused, at what he really had discovered, and stated, “If it has a physical presence we could discover something new about it – and it would be worthwhile to investigate!”

McMurdo gasped, in horror, still badly shaken from his confrontation with it, and replied, “I never thought I would live to see it and survive!”

 

Chapter 11

 

The Lost Cavity

 

After a week the descriptions McMurdo gave were unbelievable and he could not believe he was exploring the cavity, on his own, with the scientists and archeologists above, with him on the end of a rope, dangling in hideous deep blackness.

It was too unacceptable for him to fully believe McMurdo’s accounts, and he left it at that, and believed he could survive, if he watched what he did, and believed there were great dangers lurking in the cavity below, and he recalled being surprised by him showing him an ancient almost incomprehensive account that specified that the location was the resting place of something hideously wicked, buried away there.

He conjured up vague visions of a spooky medieval haunted torture chamber and ancient dungeon below.

A distant rumble shook the surrounding area, from a distant train, releasing small debris and dust from overhead, and vibrated through the rope.

Marple arrived above and appeared over the edge of the hole, with his face examining what he could see of him, over the abyss below, and he knew he would be considering a different method of getting the archeologists, scientists, and equipment down.

In seconds the rope wildly jerked and he went downwards, and the faces above vanished into the swirling dark, as he spun uncontrollably around, and a surge of blackness engulfed him, like falling into a black hole.

When it slowed he was left in nothingness, and the hole above became a spot of light, which gave little light down to him, and he realized how deep it was, with confusion, and he gasped at what McMurdo had been through, and that he had arrived there on his own, with little knowledge of anything.

A white radiance blasted down from Marple’s torch and it shifted to specific calculated positions, illuminating a dreamy sight above him, showing the hidden cavity walls, and he gasped at its immensity and the danger of it collapsing down, and wondered how dangerous it was, and realized that at least the railway line was not over it, and it was over solid ground.

As his eyes adjusted to the dim light above he watched it probing its way about, scattering beams through clouds of silky dust; and it occasionally blew near him, and he continued on down, inhaling in enough air.

At the bottom of the shaft he was again left in darkness, and released the rope from him and dropped down onto the ground, and tried seeing about him in the dim light, and sensed something buried deep in its depths.

There seemed to be rubble everywhere, and boulders, some firmly fitted together in the ground, and he stood saying nothing, and watched Marple above checking what he had.

What the hell was the cavity? It never looked like an artificial structure, and he wondered how it was formed, and examined rocks at his feet, and he knew it had to have been something as McMurdo would not have been wrong, and he shivered seeing its deep dark regions, where anything could exist.

He wondered if McMurdo had fully reported it to the train company, as if the whole surrounding area collapsed down, and other areas like it there, they should think of filling them in.

By Marple’s frantic reactions, as he attached the rope and got ready to come down, he sensed that he might have found something, and he knew they might find something, and realized that they must be under streets he knew above the railway tunnel and he tried to work out the exact location.

It was strange as there had to be something deadly there and he could not grasp what and where, and tried going over what McMurdo had said, and he realized he had hardly said anything, and he wondered how he would get back up to the top, and he watched Marple come down and knew he had something, and was not saying anything at the moment, but he could not quite grasp what.

He wondered why someone would want to go to such lengths to build the cavity, and realized it had to be a natural cavity, and he started exploring an area nearby.

Water dripped down from somewhere overhead and he cleaned it from his face, and wished he had taken down the torch they had, but it would have left them all in darkness, but in his pocket he had matches if he needed them, and lit one to see if he could see anything, but it was too faint, and he saw a cloud of dust spraying down, and he covered his eyes.

While he walked away he listened to vague hollow surges come down from above, and he caught glimpses of people watching him in the hole above, while Marple came down below them.

At the front of him he saw the cavity wall and mechanically tried to place his hand against an area of it, trying to feel what he could not see.

He expected to find stone but all he found were thicker webs, covering something, where an area of stone had crumbled down and collapsed over the ground.

As he shifted forward a flicker of dim light overhead grabbed his attention and he felt thick cobwebs crawling over his face and hands, and he heard murmurs of archaeologists, excited about coming down, and he wondered what they were doing there.

He felt about, still unable to grasp anything, desperate to get answers, and find something, before the others got down, and he felt jagged rocks under his shoes, and further along felt rocks pile up across his front; and he blindly touched shapes, embedded in others, and felt something strange directly ahead, and jerked his hand away, realizing it was some form of deadly life form.

 

Chapter 12

 

The Hidden Chamber

 

The visitations from the Santa formation stopped after the encounter so Malone returned to the underground cavity to check how the archeologists were getting on, and what they had found.

When he climbed down their rope ladder to the bottom he was astounded at the difference there, and the amount of archaeologists and scientists below, and the place with so many powerful lights, and he examined the size of the cables going down below, and he watched them all over the cavity animatedly working, not just doing normal work, but digging out ancient things, and examining small discoveries.

They had dug away massive chunks of the ground, deep into the ground, with powerful drills and other equipment, and he was fascinated by the dead creature and its remains he found there, which nobody had yet recognized, and he knew it was too ancient and decomposed, with little to identify it, but he knew it was something different, of unknown origins.

He knew they had to be onto something big, and tried to see what, and he then examined them for people he knew, and to see what they were doing.

Near the bottom he realized how big the cavity actually was, with some surprise, and wondered why it was not in danger of collapsing, and examined it for anything they might have used to reinforce it to prevent it occurring.

There were many scientists, of especially from the exploration association, and they were everywhere examining and setting up equipment, with archeologists excitedly excavating large and small regions, and he climbed down onto the ground and went and examined equipment nearby for clues to what was generally happening, and he recalled reading of some of their work in a science magazine, and he watched Oswald and Higgins at work, and sensed they had recently had a discovery or major discovery.

Their determination was roaring and unbelievable and they had proven there were occurrences centered there, and they had brought in all the scientists, paranormal scientists, and members of the exploration association, and he realized it was their biggest discovery, and that it was perhaps their greatest chance to prove the existence of theories to the world, and science world.

It surprised him when they realized they never had all the evidence they needed they withdrew telling him anything.

What was there confused him, and when he thought of McMurdo he was left astounded, and it sent a deep chill through him, as he thought of what it could do.

He recalled their investigating the killer Santa in the woman’s living room, when they were monitoring it with their equipment, and he recalled seeing it in the living room, realizing it had been there, and recalled jumping back startled, and his heart leapt, seeing its dark red figure shifting into the room, which shifted out of nothing and the darkness of the corridor.

He recalled all the data they had collected and wondered if they had found anything from it since – so when he met Oswald he asked him about it and he nodded that they had.

“Did you get a proper photo of it?” he quickly asked, wondering why they had not sent a photo, for them to use to identify it, and give the police to identify it.

“Okay!” he replied, and searched through his case and looked through a group of photos, and eventually handed him a good one, to his surprise, and he stood with his mouth open.

The photo was unbelievable as in his recollections of it he only recalled little now, and he wondered what he had imagined.

“When was this taken?” he asked, curiously.

“Just before it left!”

“Have you any earlier ones?”

“Not any longer! I eventually threw them away! They showed little, and no face or anything could be seen! Including on all the stuff we got …”

He studied the photo over, trying to realize what it fully looked like, and held it out from him, and realized it looked like an ancient drawing he had once seen of the devil, and gasped when he recalled what McMurdo had said.

What confused him was if it was evil or doing something else, and why it had killed people it had visited, including the boy, and had left his bones.

Even though it had been dark it had looked like Santa when he had seen it, and he had watched its strange figure move and make sounds like Santa, and he recalled again how similar it also had been to a department store Santa, and he tried to grasp what it was doing there!

There was something strange he could not grasp, from everything it did, and how it had moved and did things far differently than anyone or anything he had seen, and he was shocked at how lethal its appearance could be. It was like there was something there that should not be there!

He stared at where the scientists were at work, and a distant train rumbled away in the distance, and shook the roof slightly, and dust blew about from it.

“Did you get anything else?” he asked Oswald, curiously.

“Yes! As we told Marple! We discovered it was transmitted there!”

“What?” he gasped, wondering what he meant.

“We also discovered something else!” he continued, walking away. “It was transmitted there from somewhere underground!”

It left him confused, wondering what he meant, and if they had proven what they had found.

 

Chapter 13

 

The Press Conference

 

When Malone arrived back there a few days later he was surprised to see reporters from a major newspaper in the train tunnel, and entering the cavity, and he realized the entrance into the cavity had been increased in size, and had been fitted with a cable elevator.

From above he saw people from the media, from all over the globe, and they were holding a press conference below, and members of the exploration association and other scientists were giving them details of an important discovery, and he gasped and wondered what had happened to the deadly occurrences there, and looked about to see any signs of it, and was surprised to see Oswald looking worried about something, and knew it had to be something new!

For some reason he hesitated about going down, and wanted to see what happened from there, where he could see everything.

He realized the scientists had given them information of an occurrence, which left him moderately confused, as all they had was their investigation, and the remains of human sacrifices discovered there, and skeletons embedded in the ground all over it, and small amounts of discoveries the archaeologists and scientists had made.

Even though he was sure they had been hiding stuff, and from one another, which he was sure was only temporary, until they fully uncovered all of what they discovered.

He sat down on the ground and listened to what was occurring below, while he examined the elevator they had cleverly constructed, and was amazed to hear someone suddenly shouting, and he immediately stared down below and saw someone grab a microphone off someone and start shouting into it.

He immediately realized it was McMurdo, and he was slightly disguised, and had a large jacket with a hood covering him, and he removed it and showed them his identity, and they all looked at him strangely, wondering who he was, and Malone wondered what he believed he was doing or if he was genuinely hiding from someone, and wondered why.

Straightaway he saw his face still had a pale complexion and he was still badly shaken by his encounter, showing him he had encountered something beyond comprehension of a deadly diabolical nature, and he watched him frequently shudder and barely able to speak at times, and looking ill, and the audience about him was silenced at him and what he said, and stood staggered, waiting for something to happen.

It was incredible! It was building up to something, and he never had a clue what!

Suddenly he realized something had altered and saw that the lighting had dimmed, and he realized it had to be the power supply, and the dimness.

Was he now crazy? Was he doing something else now?

He listened to him shout, with amazement, “There is something so deadly here! It could destroy mankind! It’s been here from the dawn of time, waiting to be revived …”

“What did you see down there?” a reporter gasped, in horror, at what he was suggesting existed, and the deadliness of the place.

“It’s hideous!” he shouted back. “Its existence goes far further than the human race – and beyond … It’s trapped down there …!”

They stood frigid and staggered at the danger, and started to comprehend what they might have missed, and many of the others had been suggesting!

A woman screamed and a woman beside her shouted something, silencing everyone completely, and they pointed at something, in an area of darkness.

Malone wondered what the hell it was, and stood staring there, and was staggered had how powerful it could be, and if they had freed it from its imprisonment below!

McMurdo screamed out, “The Romans that settled here worshipped it as a god down here! It was dormant, waiting to be revived, and has remained undetected by modern sources …”

Malone wondered if such things as gods and demon gods had once existed, and were dormant, and if they could be revived!

Suddenly the ground shook violently, and he gasped, and stood staggered, and boulders fell down from the cavity wall, and everyone below started trying to escape, and he watched in amazement, and at its powerful presence, and believed something was buried away below, and realized McMurdo had really found something, and that they were going to discover it!

 

Chapter 14

 

The Roman Remains

 

When he arrived back there with Marple a few days later he was surprised to find all the archeologists were at work down in the cavity, working away as though nothing had happened, and he recalled what had happened and the whole of the media had come out with, which had been changed to it being an earthquake.

It amused Malone when he spotted a few reporters with startled appearances appear behind them, in the train tunnel, and he checked down in the cavity, confirming what had been occurring no longer existed, and they entered the elevator and went down into the cavity.

Below he saw archeologists and scientists energetically working away, and he wondered if the media would dare hold a press conference there again.

Members of the exploration association and other scientists were discussing something important, directly below, and he followed Marple’s staring eyes and realized what they were up to, and he gasped and thought of the deadly occurrences there and looked about to see any signs of it and was surprised to see Oswald at the site, instructing archeologists, digging out objects, and he knew it had to be something new and big!

For some reason he hesitated when he got out the elevator, and sensed danger, and saw damage done by the earthquake, but he really wanted to see what would happen, and what was there, and a conclusion to everything.

McMurdo’s words went through his mind as he approached Oswald, and left Marple, who went to investigate something else.

Could the future of this world be at stake from something, and was there such things that could destroy mankind?

He realized the train company would now extend how long they could work there, when they finished the train line, as the publicity it was getting was incredible, and the archeologist dig was important.

It was fascinating as archeologists were digging up Roman graves, and were as perfectly preserved as they could be, and he saw all the fascinated onlookers about them, and not just because what was occurring there but because they were far better than virtually anything he had seen being discovered.

When he arrived at where Oswald was he sensed he had timed it perfectly for something, and he also realized that all their communications to the outer world had vanished.

The archeologists dug deep into the central point of the cavity, while scientists moved expensive and advanced equipment in.

What was incredible was even with all the technology and experience of the scientists, and all their discussions, nobody knew what they had found, and the theories gave too little or were too fantastic, and too far from the truth to believe and be true, but the main discovery was there was something else below, beneath the graves, and the archeologists were close to finding it, and he for one thought someone had for some reason never wanted it to be found, and it was hidden away under the graves.

Someone had put graves over something, and he considered why they of that era would do it, and he started seeing drawings in graves of a Roman god.

 

Chapter 15

 

The Monster

 

A large group of them stood staring in disbelief as an archeologist dug away the muck from what they believed was a Roman statue, and another began washing away the muck from its massive head, just revealed from below the ground, below where there was a grave, and the amazing lifelike features of something strange became visible.

It was the head of some strange life form, which features seemed in perfectly preserved condition, and he actually checked if it moved, as it was so lifelike, and the more muck they removed the more confused the scientists and archeologists became, and nobody had seen the likes of it.

In the silence, from them being silenced, surrounding cavity, they dug it out, with archeologists trying not to damage it, and Malone wondered if they could, as his close examinations of its surface showed it had a far harder surface than normal, and he listened to two scientists behind him breathing gently and giving silent details about it, occasionally glaring at the giant creature’s head shocked, especially after what occurred there days before.

It never seemed to have any form of mouth or eyes, and its strange blood red color shined as though it were wet.

“Is this prehistoric?” an archeologist finally asked a scientist, confused, as he finished cleaning a region, and the scientists stood dumbfounded, and just shrugged.

“It cannot be prehistoric …?” he continued, looking about, waiting for someone to reply.

He watched everyone, and they refused to reply, and insisted in staying silent, and perhaps waiting for more evidence.

It was strange as they were expecting something like a statue, which they would have given information about, as they had with the above Roman graves, and they were standing looking down into a pit at what they would not even expect the strangest sea creature to look like, and could not identify anything, as it became more and more uncovered, and he watched the archaeologists, and them studying it, and take photographs of it at various angles, and close ups, and one removed his glove and touched it, and jumped back grasping his hand in pain.

 

Chapter 16

 

The Underground Scan

 

As he watched the scientists setting up their equipment, he asked Oswald, “Is this the new surveying equipment?”

“Correct!” he moaned, at being disturbed. “We persuaded them to remove it from the airplane and bring it here! It’s the most powerful version we have available …”

“You may be able to answer many unanswered questions if it works!” he replied, assumingly.

“We can check what’s under here! Perhaps work out what caused the earthquake! It can scan more accurately, deeper and faster, and more powerfully than anything we have, and has been vastly improved since its use at Loch Ness! The detection components are still confidential, and used by the military …”

“Top secret!” he replied, wondering how confidential it was.

“It will give us the most detailed scan of beneath the ground ever seen, and to a far greater depth, making it possible to observe small and large objects just below us – of the dimensions we are interested in, and going further! As we do not know what is directly below!”

He realized again what an airplane with it could discover, and wondered if they actually had many underground military bases and weapons, and if they could detect what was in the places, and even in normal bases, and if they could search below mountains and deep under the sea, and he realized the other scientists avoided saying anything, and the majority of people with them never even knew what it was or was happening, and that some of the scientists there had been military scientists.

The equipment system was tested and functioning and ready to monitor everything below the cavity, after all the time getting the stuff down from above and all their rigorous setting up of it, and its electric cables, and all their preparations.

He considered if they were exaggerating its powers, as the times he had seen it working it had given short distant scans, and he wondered if it was actually to hide its true incredible powers as much as possible, and it being highly confidential equipment!

He realized the dangers of it being activated and what was there detecting it, and what had occurred there, and wondered if it could kill them!

The whole exploration was daunting and he wondered what they would actually gain from it at the end of the day, and most of the people there surely would not profit, and would perhaps only get the chance to witness some historic occurrence, and he wondered what they would be marked in history for.

He regularly checked the archeologists and scientists about the cavity looking for any new discoveries, and new life forms.

What surprised him was the life forms they found, and thing that had stunned one of the archeologists when he touched it with his bare hands.

All the life forms were still partially uncovered, and still remained totally unidentified, and looked like mutants of some unknown life forms, which lived in some strange environment, which nobody could identify, and he started to wonder if they were original forms of life from the original Earth or something similar.

They still had little information on them, and nobody had come up with anything, or explanation of where they had come from, and why they were below the Roman graves.

What surprised him was their firm belief that there was something there! The others barely believed it though! They had had not found anything though!

Were they keeping something secret? Had they detected something? Had they known of something before the occurrence there, and were investigating it for the first time? They had hardly come up with anything, and he believed from what he had seen that they could not remove some of the life forms for some reason, and they seemed attached to something, covering an immense area below, and all their attempts were useless, and the scan was to show what was below.

He started to wonder what was happening, and if he would survive!

Oswald and Higgins sat along from the other scientists at a large table, in center of the cavity, sitting opposite each other, with an accurate map of the city above and surrounding region stretched out across it sideways, and one of the cavity, and they discussed searching the cavity, and it was strange as there never looked as though there was anything there, especially under such a public and populated place, and going by recent information they got from questioning locals above, for paranormal occurrences.

He felt he was missing something and believed they did too, but could not grasp it!

Marple surprised him and refused to give any information on what he thought the life forms were, and was fascinated in them, like the other scientists, especially in their perfectly preserved state, which seemed due to the energy running through them, and its source still had not been found, and they were starting to find they could dig through certain areas of the ground below them near them, and the life forms themselves seemed to be in the same state, and most believed it had preserved them, whatever it was.

When something did occur it was when they started activating the scanning equipment in stages, and the reactions they gave were unbelievable, and he realized how late in the evening it had become, and realized it was dark outside, and it would be soon night!

Their screens started showing strange reactions that they could not comprehend, as though there was something not working properly, and they could not grasp what it was, and what they received was too vague, with insignificant reactions, which could be anything being detected, and something nearby could be creating disturbances.

They had not fully checked the equipment’s reactions to everything, even though the original version had been tested out for years, and they were sure that things could create reactions. The equipment was far more sensitive at detection than ever before, and had been modified just before its arrival, especially for working there.

Suddenly one of the screens on the equipment altered, and the scientists all went around it, and they all started excitedly discussing what they thought of it, and what could cause such a disturbance, and Malone noticed that many were disappointed, but thought there was definitely something there, and he waited to find out what they had and if it would be a disappointment!

Yet what they were receiving were scrambled images, from some interference, and the images were badly blurred.

Yet they adjusted the equipment and they started getting a better image of the region below, and they no longer checked for equipment problems, and they gradually perceived there was nothing visible below, and they began their search there, in a greater degree than before, as they knew something was there!

 

Chapter 17

 

The Roman Treasure

 

Marple arrived and Malone watched him wondering what he was doing, and again he sensed he was up to something, and when Malone attempted to leave with the archeologists and scientists he kept him doing things for him, and when there were only a few archeologists left, at the other side of the cavity, they sat at a central table, where he removed a folder out his case.

Marple looked more confident than he had seen him in a long time and he wondered why as all their scans had showed nothing, and many of the others lost confidence in finding anything, and he sensed he wanted him there to tell him of his search for the treasure, and he confirmed it a few minutes later.

Marple studied him for a few seconds, and asked, “I am investigating McMurdo’s treasure map!”

“Where is he now?” he asked.

“He’s still working for the train company, but they have put him at another location!”

Malone looked up startled wondering why he wanted to search for the treasure, and he could not imagine anything like it there, and he considered if he was closing the investigation for it.

He had investigated everything he could, and had checked all the information and history of the region, trying to grasp something, and some clue, and any lost treasure.

“What’s that?” he asked, seeing Marple play happily with a document, inside his folder.

“I think we have not started the actual search for what McMurdo was looking for …”

“That’s perfect!” he replied, wondering why he was so confident.

“From my recent questioning of McMurdo he eventually told me he heard of its existence many years ago from his father, who heard it from his ancestors … He agreed that we could have equal shares of it if we find it …”

Malone was astounded by the fact there was a treasure now, and he had been looking for it there all along, and that he was so confident in finding it, and that he had got him a share in it, and he was also happy to have a new case to investigate.

Marple continued, “I have had a few sources search for it, and from an accumulation of sources, to which led here …”

Malone gasped for a moment at what they might confront, and he could not grasp where, and he realized it could be in the Roman graves, of which only a few had been properly searched.

“Where was McMurdo searching before he went crazy from what we thinks is here …” Malone asked, curiously.

“He’s obsessed with witchcraft and demons …” he moaned. “That don’t exist … He gave me the map …”

He removed the map from his folder and showed it to him, and he realized McMurdo had been searching for something authentic!

“I have where he was searching … But I believe he chose the wrong spot! I examined there and there is nothing there! He was probably affected by this place and being here himself in the dark, and by the hideous occurrences …”

Marple sat back and thought of what had happened and the earthquake.

“I investigated it further and managed to reveal faded shapes on the map. Which was what I was searching for …”

“The treasure was marked there …?” Malone asked, surprised.

“I knew it was here and I needed to investigate here … I believe the person that drew the map might have been chased – which might explain why it was left where it was – and hidden away …”

He grabbed his pipe off the table and began smoking.

“Who could have chased him?” Malone asked, confused.

“I do not know! It was too long ago! There is little history of the era! I believe it was valuable, and far too heavy to carry. Perhaps jewels of some ancient king!”

“So there are incredible valuable historical jewels hidden somewhere here …”

“I think the person, in fear of his life, escaped to safety and marked it on the map, with different writing, in a different style, which faded, and that is where our investigation shall be.”

“The place he marked there is in here?”

“Correct! Which we shall now check out – as the last of the archeologists and people here have left …”

 

Chapter 18

 

The Lost Treasure Tunnel

 

What was unbelievable was Marple took him to an insignificant area of the cavity wall, which he not recall, where there were small rocks and boulders piled up, and he slowly started taking away rocks, and he joined in.

While they worked away he felt occasional shudders through the stone ground from something, which sounded deep below, directly going through the rock, as though something threatened to do something, and he imagined his remains being found days later and investigators trying to fit together what happened.

It surprised him Marple was the only one that seemed to not consider there was anything unearthly there, and Malone did not know what to think.

When he rested he started examining the cavity further, in more detail, from there, with nobody about, and he saw it was far more perfectly shaped, and he tried to work out how it was formed.

He examined it further, and the heap of rocks, and area above him, where part of the cavity had collapsed, and realized it looked deliberately done by someone, and he gasped, and wondered why, and if it was to hide something valuable, or stop something escaping, and he returned to removing rocks and throwing them away to his side, with Marple, and they eventually speeded up throwing small rocks and dirt away, and Marple uncovered a hole, and they increased the size of it until it was large enough to allow them to safely enter its dark confines.

Marple grabbed his torch and shone it in and scanned its depths, and sat down and rested, and they sat getting ready to enter it, and when they entered it, and climbed through the rocks, Malone was surprised to see the tunnel continued on in a form of straight line, going downwards, and he wondered if it was a natural tunnel and if it was how it was formed, as he had not seen anything like it, and if it was not why had the builders gone to such lengths to build it, and as they marched into it he realized it had to have been built by the Romans, and he wondered what they had been up to.

It must go somewhere, where someone wanted to go, and he tiredly thought it over, and wondered what Marple thought was there, and he followed him in, behind his light, and he started to see marks of humans having been there, and he kept wondering what they were going to find, and he realized what they had found would be nothing compared to what was ahead!

 

Chapter 19

 

The Collapsed Tunnel

 

The torch slowly shifted to specific calculated positions, probing its way into the deep blackness ahead, and their feet threw up clouds of dust through beams of light; and some entered Malone’s lungs, causing him to have short convulsions, while inhaling the stale air.

Their movements echoed about them, and into the deep silence of the underground cave, and he felt the coldness of the walls, and depth below the ground, and felt it penetrate his limbs; as he marched along into obscurity, with expectations of plunging into something deadly.

When the tunnel stopped going downwards and went in a straight line he thought they never had far to go until they reached their destination.

Glimpses of Marple’s dark figure marching away out in front of him merged with the dim light and black shadows, and wavered rhythmically as he calculatedly investigated the tunnel, and when it fluctuated Malone expected something, and he occasionally heard noises from behind him and reacted, as he wondered what could cause it, and he followed Marple’s eyes once, because he reacted differently suddenly, and he gasped, and he heard him gasp, and Malone realized it was the end of the tunnel and their adventure and exploration, and he was left disappointed as he really thought they were going to discover something.

The whole tunnel had collapsed across their front, firmly preventing them continuing, and they could go no further, and they had reached their final destination and had not found out what had been there, and he realized the mystery of the treasure could be left there forever without them knowing what was there.

The rubble blocking the tunnel was mainly made up of deeply embedded giant boulders, which were too immense to move, and they stood saying nothing, and he watched Marple make some calculations.

By his reactions he sensed he was not entirely disappointed, and he knew he might have a way to shift the rocks, and he was sure it was to bring in the archeologists with their equipment, and he closely examined the tunnel wondering how it was made as there were no chisel or any tool marks, and he wondered why the builders had gone to such lengths to create it, and where it went.

On their way back he kept sensing Marple had another plan, and way to get to where he wanted, and was not saying anything.

 

Chapter 20

 

The Deep Depth Scan

 

The next morning Malone returned to the cavity below the train tunnel, where the archaeologists were at work, and saw straight away something was on the brink of occurring, and saw the scientists working hard doing something, with their equipment.

He swiftly moved over to them, and realized he nearly missed something, and had luckily arrived when he had, and he watched the paranormal scientists and technicians rushing excitedly back and forward checking equipment all about the place, and tried questioning them, but got little, and wondered what was going on, and he started realizing they were about to activate the equipment to scan below the ground again, and braced himself, and watched Marple come down on the elevator.

Malone tried to spot any differences about him, and he gasped when he noticed some of the life forms the archeologists had uncovered, and that they had washed them down, mainly with chemicals and brushes, and he stood with his mouth open trying grasp what the hell they were, and doing there, and why they were so preserved, in immaculate condition, and after examining them closely he saw nothing he recognized, and he was sure they could even return to life if they did something to them.

He watched scientists eagerly standing around, waiting for something, viewing things differently now, and he wondered what, and as he approached them he realized they might have been waiting for him, to continue, and to activate the equipment, and the experiment, and he wondered why.

When they did activate it nobody reacted and barely noticed anything. His mind wandered through all the occurrences that had led up to the discovery.

Suddenly a vast unstable energy shockwave, from deep below, and somewhere else, like another dimension, emerged all over the place, with so much force it threatened to smash the cavity, and he recalled the earthquake and McMurdo’s warnings and he went back to wondering what it really was and what damage it could do, and he watched parts of the equipment explode into flames, and the scientists quickly turning it all off and putting the fires out.

When it was fully over he was glad to be alive, and that nobody had been killed, and that the cavity and roof overhead had not come crashing down on top of them, and he was also happy they could not use the equipment again.

Yet he saw Orwell and Higgins and some other scientists were unconcerned, and he saw them at the equipment, searching through the recorded data, and a scientist had removed a sheet of paper, and they went around it, and Malone moved over to them.

From what they said he gathered they believed something was stopping them from seeing what was below and that their swift instantaneous scan of below had been so fast they had been able to get an unaltered view.

They had used a rough blurred instantaneous scan, before the equipment was damaged, and they showed them the sheet of paper with the scan, and in the blurred image Malone spotted strange images and forms of tunnels, which had not been there before.

 

Chapter 21

 

The Mist Visitation

 

On their way back to the headquarters Reality Investigations Marple surprised him by telling him that the scan had been his idea and he had asked the paranormal scientists to do it, and had done it to search the rest of the tunnel, and if they could uncover it, and Malone realized by his reactions he might have something.

That evening while walking home he saw a strange look to the sky, which at first he thought was his tiredness, but he then noticed the place looked far emptier than he had seen it about that time and he wondered if something had occurred, or if it was some event, and tried to recall the date and anything occurring.

It felt like he was the last person to set foot on the Earth, and he watched a thin fog engulf the area, and realized it was the famous London fog, and he watched it thicken around him.

It was like seeing another time from the past, and he expected to see ancient people in ancient clothing, and he watched the fog rapidly engulf him and it thickened up until he had barely any sight of anything.

It staggered him how easily he lost his way, and realized he could be stuck there for hours.

He realized it felt like he was somewhere else, and he occasionally saw through gaps in the thick fog and saw distant regions, of strange places. Yet he stuck to the same route, and never altered direction, and he wondered if he could get out of it by going back and remaining there until it went away, but he realized it was now everywhere.

Out of nowhere he saw a powerful light through thinner mist and watched its radiance pulsating like an entity, magically illuminating the fog around it everywhere, and he stopped and silently studied it, wondering what the hell it was, and watched strange shadow formations around it, which he could not see what they were from, and in the end he took it that it could be an optical illusion and tried to work out what it was from, and watched the mind-bending shapes shifting and weaving, and probing their way around the mist.

In the distance he heard sounds of some form of animal there, buried away deep in the fog, and he wondered if it was a real animal reacting to the sudden blinding mist.

For a long time he moved away, blindly through fog, and only stopped when he heard people and thought he saw them shifting through thin areas of mist, and was surprised when he saw them, but some were dark ghostly figures, and he studied them wondering what they were doing, as they looked so different and strange, and like ancient people.

One time some people looked as if they spotted him, and observed him, wondering what he was doing, and he just ignored them and moved on, and later they reappeared behind him, but they gradually vanished behind him.

Suddenly out of nowhere he saw people with limbs missing and hanging from them, and he wondered what happened, and the mist separated in places and he saw their features clearly and stood staggered and realized they were forms of zombies, and he spotted strange unearthly creatures shifting about in the mist.

The zombies looked like something else altered to look like humans, and were barely even human looking, and he rushed over to one and was about to throw it on the ground to examine it closely and realized it was like the Santa that had been emerging in the houses, and scaring and killing people, and he rushed away, wondering how they could handle them.

While he moved away from them he thought more clearly about what was happening and noticed the fog was thinning and he recognized the route home, and moved away, and realized something deadly had been occurring in the region.

He spotted an immense shadow spread right through an area of the fog, where sounds exploded out, and he realized it was like being in someone else’s dream!

He wearily stared out at the dark shape viciously shifting about through the mist and he realized he still had not found out what was occurring there, or what was back at the cavity, and he was sure he was missing something, which was there but he just had not grasped, and he studied a formation emerging in the mist and it alter into a colossal ghost demon shape, floating through the last of the mist, before it vanished.

 

Chapter 22

 

The Natural History Museum

 

The Natural History Museum captivated Malone as he made his way through the exhibitions eating his lunch, and he thought of staying longer, and was surprised when he spotted the exhibition, of one of the life forms from the cavity, and its glowing shape under the bright lights, and people standing around it speechless.

While he had been returning to the cavity that morning he saw all the newspapers and headlines with amazement – of ghost and zombie formations appearing all over London out of a mysterious fog cloud.

He was staggered to read of deaths occurring, and of people being found mutilated, and there was a major police and army investigation presence, and he was amazed to see the army on the streets in armed military vehicles, and wondered what was happening, and in one newspaper he seen the exploration association scientists and archeologists had one of the life forms in the cavity put in the Natural History Museum, and he rushed over to see it.

It was incredible, as it looked nothing like the prehistoric creature it was described as, and he stood glaring at it in amazement, and even laughed at it, and studied it over and over trying to grasp some vague unseen detail, and he realized it was the only time he had properly seen it up close in proper light, and without dirt covering it, and he realized it had to be of the early Earth as it had have some characteristics and features of it, but it seemed like some form of mutant, and looked like a hideous monster version.

How the thing survived left him mystified, as he never saw any form of mouth or anything, and he wondered what the museum had made of it, and why they had put it there, and he recalled the influence of the members of the exploration association, and he realized that the newspaper had suggested it might only be a temporary exhibition.

He strolled around it, before some tourists and other visitors arrived, trying to grasp what he wanted to know, and he believed lives could be at stake as it could be of great danger, or what was in the cavity could be, and there must be a connection between them, and where they originated.

He stood, staggered, wondering what the hell it was! And what strange place it had come from!

What wonders of the universe could exist out there in space!

He imagined space and mind-bending visions of worlds – and of a turquoise ocean of a world with a wild crazy rotation, and a long mass stretching out – and imagined the life form’s greenish shape darting about through a sea of chemicals.

Yet there was no proof it was from anywhere else, and there could easily have been similar strange conditions on this world very early on, when the surface of the world was forming.

He shifted away from it, and watched crowds of tourists, from all across the world, approach it with astonishment. Unable to recognize what it was and where it came from!

The visitors tried to bestow logical explanations to explain its incredible origins and lifelike features, and he realized they had to solve the case, and discover its origins.

 

Chapter 23

 

The Tunnels

 

While he was returning to the cavity he watched the army at work on the streets and tried to see what they were doing, and they were searching for, in their military vehicles, and he wondered what they expected to find, and if they believed the things were humans.

He strolled into the train tunnel and was surprised to see army personnel leaving there, and at the top of the cavity he entered the elevator wondering what was happening. He was surprised to see the military below, and armed, and he wondered what had happened, and he saw Marple talking to the head of the military, and he wondered if they went there or they had called them in for something, and he realized it was probably both.

The whole cavity was full of activity, and things had clearly been occurring, and something new, and he realized he had nearly missed something and had luckily arrived when he had.

At the bottom he watched the paranormal scientists and technicians rushing excitedly about checking equipment all over the place, and he tried questioning them but got little, and he stood wondering what was going on, but he soon realized that they were about to activate new equipment they had brought in to scan precise areas below the ground, and he braced himself, and watched Marple, and wondered what he thought the zombie and ghost formations were, and knew he had an explanation, and he was amazed at what the soldiers said and that there were sightings of ghost, zombie, and creature formations, and he discovered the Santa formations had been connected to there all along, and he realized that they had detected them appearing from there.

The head military officer was talking to Marple and amazed Malone with accounts of the occurrences, which surprised Marple, and he occasionally laughed, and he later overheard his conversation with another officer over attacks occurring at highly confidential military bases, and the theft of large amounts of a highly confidential deadly high explosive material, and that the whole of the military was searching for its whereabouts.

What was incredible was the scientists at their laboratories at the military bases claimed the ghostly formations had been sighted and something had taken it from them, and the military officers insisted it was someone who took it.

They wished to investigate things there, and if they had found something, and had heard of the occurrences with McMurdo and the earthquake, and wanted to solve what happened.

Yet nobody seemed to know what was behind it, and it seemed to be the source of the occurrences, and it was getting dangerous!

Malone tried to detect anything different there and even in the environment, and he silently gasped when he noticed some of the life forms the archeologists had uncovered had moved to new positions, and looked as if they had at one point come alive and attempted to do something.

He stood with his mouth partly open trying to grasp what the hell they actually were and if they had come alive, and how the hell they could handle it, and it felt as if some incredible event was going to occur, or was starting to occur.

He watched all the scientists standing around waiting for something to happen, viewing things differently now, and he realized many were standing near particular places and watching some archeologists actively digging deep into the ground.

Suddenly Marple, who must have been watching him, approached him and showed him a cleaned up version of the rough instantaneous scan they got beneath the cavity, and showed what looked like tunnels below them.

Yet many were faint tunnels that had collapsed everywhere, and he showed where the archaeologists were digging and that there was a tunnel below, and Malone realized they had discovered something, and were trying to enter it.

He also realized it went in the same direction as the tunnel they had followed to get the treasure, which had collapsed, but the view of all the tunnels was muddled and he could not see where they were going, and why none of them seemed to lead anywhere, and it looked like something had been removed from it.

Suddenly a vast unstable energy shockwave, from deep below, somewhere, blasted up and vanished, with such force it threatened to smash the cavity, and some rocks fell down from above, hitting the ground in areas.

Malone recalled the earthquake and McMurdo’s warnings and he wondered what the hell it really was, and what really was going to happen, and he watched parts of their equipment explode and burst into flames nearby, and scientists quickly turning everything that was undamaged off, while gasping at the power of it.

When it was over many looked glad to be still alive and that nobody had been killed, and that the cavity and roof overhead had not come crashing down on top of them, and most were happy that they could not use the equipment again.

The major scientists were only concerned in what they had found, and he saw them searching through the recorded data, and he moved over to see it.

From what he gathered, they believed something was stopping them from seeing what was really below and that their new instantaneous scan they took still showed little that they had not previously seen, and that they knew they had to search below, and Malone spotted strange reactions from the archaeologists who were digging down to the tunnel, and he saw them starting to break through into what was below.

 

Chapter 24

 

The Lost Ancient Tunnels

 

White radiance from Marple’s bright torch streaked through clouds of dust going through the tunnel as he shifted down, and Oswald climbed down after him and Malone, and they shifted into the tunnel, still startled at what they were doing, and how far they were going.

Nobody else wanted to join them, and the people who never thought it was dangerous had no reason to enter it, and only the three of them had firm objectives to go there.

It was incredible! Malone was glad to even see spiders and webs hanging from rocks, and also going over him, as they strolled on through, entering its confines, as it seemed so deadly and hideous, with demons lurking in its dark regions.

Once he thought he saw something watching him, from behind them, in the darkness, and he carefully listened behind him, for anything, and the slightest clue of it being real.

It surprise him when the tunnel changed direction, and then took them in the opposite direction, and he wondered why, as the people who had built surely would have built it straight lines.

They found another cave below through a hole in the floor, where it had caved in, and they climbed down and entered it.

Malone sensed something strange there, as though there was something else there, and that they were getting closer to where they wanted to go, and he was surprised at the new cave as it was made far better, and had clearly been made by someone else.

It went along in a long straight tunnel going downwards, and his dreamy sight probed into its dark confines, and into an abyss going deep into the ground, and he watched silky dust fall down over them from the roof, and blow about in light beams, and he studied the unmarked dust on the ground, as they rushed on.

Faint echoes of their noises and breathing could be heard in its extraordinary silence, and he wondered where it led to, and what they were doing, and what the outcome would be.

At one point he felt like they were the only people alive, and he was surprised to see a thin fog in an area ahead, and he watched it hover there, and could not grasp why it was there, and wondered if it was gas, and was surprised that Marple just ignored it and marched straight through it, and he realized it was little.

Its length confused Malone and he wondered why it went so deep, and why the builders had gone there.

Later he started to realize the dangers more, and if what was there was the same as the killer Santa, and he realized they should not do anything, and ignore it, and he realized whatever it was it had been attempting to copy things, and it was as if it could not properly grasp what it was copying, and he recalled McMurdo’s warnings, and his belief it was the devil!

 

Chapter 25

 

The End of the Tunnel

 

In dimness out in the front of them, within the light’s range, he dreamily watched the stone cave wall reflect dim gleams of light, playing with his hazy tired sight.

Faint echoes of their breathing and occasional murmurs could be heard in its extraordinary silence.

Suddenly he spotted Marple’s frantic reactions to something and he sensed that he believed something was actually ahead, and he wondered what.

He watched the light probe what was there, and it beamed out over a circular cavity ahead, which had been created using the same method as the tunnel.

It was strange and when they entered it he realized that it never fitted in with what they had already seen!

The roof of the cavity was twenty feet high, and he caught glimpses of where things had once been, and he listened to surreal echoes of their movements, and as he entered its central region he conjured up vague visions of spooky ancient Roman ghosts.

He shifted into its fringes, treating it as an archeological find, and he relaxed from their long journey, and long day, and he curiously watched Marple searching it, and wondered what he expected to find there anyway.

At the front of the cavity Malone suddenly spotted an object, just within his sight, and as he shifted in closer he saw that a massive black boulder had fallen down and was blocking where the tunnel continued on from the cavity, and he wondered if it stopped them reaching their real destination, as he and Oswald could not see anything there, and all there was there was the cavity, and yet Marple continued searching it, and started checking his treasure map.

Marple approached the massive boulder blocking the entrance, and felt its smoothness with his fingertips, and through thick webs and dirt, and looked up startled, and removed his hands, and started examining it, and placed his hands just over its surface and traced its perfect shape, measuring it, and he stepped back, spotting something in the dirt below the boulder, and knelt down and started brushing the dirt away from it.

To their surprise he gradually revealed an open-mouthed skeleton with a rusted knife embedded in its chest.

They went over and examined it with him, and discussed what age it could be, and Marple tried to find information about the person, and searched the remains of the clothing of the man, but nothing was there except pieces of rope where he had been tied.

To Malone it looked like where witchcraft or devil worship had taken place.

“Someone gave a human sacrifice to something!” Marple stated, considering what had happened.

He moved back checking it at a distance, and it all in more detail, and he saw its hideous agonized features more, covered in dirt – where the person had hideously died with his mouth open in pain, and had remained that way for centuries.

Marple continued brushing away thick dirt from it and about it, while some crumbling bits of gray rot fell off the skeleton.

Malone grasped its hideous outline, and he stepped back wondering what the place was, and why it was there, and why everything he expected kept turning out differently.

They checked everything they could in the cavity and found little, and another boulder against a side wall, which looked mysterious, and out of place.

Eventually they started resting, and Malone rested near the skeleton, while making some close examinations of it, and he realized that if the large black boulder in front of the tunnel had not accidentally fallen down that there might be something directly behind it, being hidden away, and he started wondering what could be there, and why they had given a human sacrifice.

Epilogue

 

The Thing from Beyond Reality

 

Gigantic eruptions blasted out everywhere, waking Malone from his sleep in horror, and he saw nothing but blinding light, and energy exploding everywhere, threatening to do damage to the physical universe, and he imagined space and time going out for light years, going across vast reaches of space.

Their last conversations and actions before they had gone to sleep went through his mind as he tried to grasp what happened, and as he did his eyes altered to the unadulterated dazzling light, and he wondered where the hell the tunnel and cavity had gone, and he felt the ground beneath him, and he considered what could have happened, and looked about for his companion explorers, and saw their vague shapes further out.

The vast powers surrounding him staggered him and he wondered how they could escape alive, as surely they were still underground somewhere, and he started searching everywhere he could see, and saw that the cave and cavity had vanished, and all about him he realized he was surrounded by strange energy formations, energy formation, and he watched its energy in vast complex formations doing strange things, and some regions altering to other formations, as though reforming, and he watched Marple and Oswald examining it.

Away in the distance he saw a cavity wall, and he saw it going around them, which he measured at around four miles away, going across their front, and the roof a few hundred feet above.

He realized if he was going to die that he was best being on his own, and having the others away at a distance, and he wondered if he would get what they were up against, and what they were actually investigating, and what had just happened.

After a long time he realized it had a definite state, and had been in another state, and it was close to completion, and he was surprised to see they were actually at its edge, with Marple and Oswald at two different positions at his side, and he tried to realize what it was.

It was a perfect energy formation of some sort, clearly of transcendent origins, and pulsated in the center of it, and the cavity, and he examined the rim of the cavity all round him and saw that it held, and never looked as though it would collapse.

He sensed something would happen and he saw it happen and an immense whirlpool of energy lines magically shifting around it, and he studied it for a long time fascinated and realized that it had no proper presence in the universe and was some form of force formation, perhaps going through many dimensions, and he saw signs of a vortex within it, and its energy patterns.

He realized the black boulder that had been blocking the cavity had been its edge, and subconscious region, in the dormant formation it had taken, and it had not actually been solid, and made of matter, and it had mixed rock atoms within it and over its edge to conceal itself, as a black rock formation, within rock, which stretched out for nearly four miles, under central London, and the tunnel and cavity had been built in front of it, which he looked about behind him for and discovered, in the surrounding cavity wall.

He realized that he had seen it as a rock formation and a vague line in the last scan the scientists had taken in the cavity above, and that they had described it as something else.

He realized they had activated it, and revived it, and he sensed its communications, and he gasped at the vast complexity of it, and it was exchanging information, and suddenly he realized it was in communication with the thing they had discovered under the building at Battlefield Road, which was now in the basement of the museum, and he realized it had been part of it, and the lost section of it, which it used for exploration, and it had been unable to leave the universe without it, and it had put part of itself in him, and it had him locate it under London, and he realized that it had been trapped on the Earth.

Its subconscious, created to protect and awaken it, had created the Santa formation, and other formations, and Malone realized it had been activated again by McMurdo in the cavity at the underground railway line, and had scared him away.

In the past it had attempted to get what it needed and had people build tunnels, and it had created tunnels and cavities, and many had later been hidden or destroyed.

It had a way to leave the universe to where it had come from, but it had never been able to go through with it, and he staggered at its sheer power and forces, and magnitude, and realized it could have even created humans to achieve its goal, from other species, in Europe.

It originally had been unable to even define what existed in this universe, and its first attempts at making and altering species were left in the cavity McMurdo uncovered, in suspended states, and many had been found on other worlds, in the depths of the universe, and it determined humans would progress far enough to give it what it wanted, to complete its mission, and its subconscious state helped humans progress.

It detected humans creating plutonium atomic bombs and had realized they had enough power for it to leave the universe!

Malone recalled two of the scientists secretively talking about the atomic bombs, and the sheer magnitude of them, and he recalled the army mention there had been a break in at their secret military bases, and something being taken.

Everything around him seemed to explode with energy and alter, reviving it, putting life back into it, and it pulsated furiously with more energy than it had since it arrived, and arrived on this desolate world, with its strange existence.

It completed its mission, and he felt energy blast through him, and everything transformed, and it vanished, leaving emptiness, blackness, and he saw Marple and Oswald turn on their lights, and they stood mystified in the massive empty cavity.

Malone looked for the tunnel and where they had been, where the small cavity they slept in had been, and saw it, and marched over to it.

When he reached it, and was about to enter the tunnel, with Marple and Oswald behind him, he spotted something strange hidden in the darkness at his side, and after close examinations he realized it was large black wooden chests, heaped in a pile on top of one another, and he rushed over and crouched down in front of them, and held one, which was partly open.

He watched something shine in its dark interior, as Marple and Oswald approached, and their torches shone from it, and he saw them looking startled, coming to a halt, and looking about their front, more astonished than he had seen them, with them trying to control themselves, and he knew it was the real treasure, and it belonged to them this time!

The treasure room had been buried away behind part of the cavity wall, and he recalled seeing a boulder over where the entrance must have been, at the bottom of the wall.

Most of it belonged to ancient kings, who bestowed the treasures to it, and he knew it when he threw open the chest lid, and found colossal royal crowns and jewelry, and where he had seen the shine there was an ancient gold Roman cup, embedded with large diamonds, and he watched the torches directly shine on it, and its gold radiance explode out, with bright white sparkles.

Part II

 

The Lost Time Pod

 

 

Prologue

 

The Lost Time Pod

 

The artifact looked deadlier than he had ever seen it, and was pulsating with energy, which looked and sounded like it was on the brink of a colossal explosion, and Eisenberg, Kurt, and the paranormal investigator timidly shifted into the Extraterrestrial Investigation Center research chamber.

At a closer investigation they stood confused as they believed something was occurring as scientists were nervously standing around it monitoring it, and they spotted vigorous activity all about the place, and they started working like crazy activating and checking things, and they realized that they had done something, and that it was the reason that they wanted them there, and they took them over to the side and seated them.

The artifact altered shape and appearance at a frenzied rate, of which there was little to indicate the outcome.

At times he thought he saw a shape of something inside it.

It looked powerful, and deadly! Perhaps unstable! By their previous investigations and what the scientists claimed he was sure they gave an energy force, and that they were feeding it energy that it used, and he realized it was perhaps the reason it could not do anything and had been dormant, and he realized the dangers of its revival, and if it exploded, and he wondered why the scientists were so confident about it.

With horror, at the side of vision, he saw a group of scientists and technicians move in with new equipment, and they started arranging it around the energy bubble, and he gasped, and wondered what they were doing and dealing with, and for a moment thought he saw something inside it shift.

Famous scientist in and rushed into places and he realized something really was going happen this time, and he watched someone film it, and what might be an incredible historic occurrence, and the discovery of it, and he realized from nearby scientists that it might prove what it was, and he watched someone else filming it, perhaps for the media, which some scientists were considering using if they wished it to be known.

The scientists occasionally gave detailed explanations of things they believed were occurring, and watched it creating magnificent optical effects, making things distort, and it looked like it could rupture the fabric of space, and played with it, with properties of altering and suspending it.

Scientists started carrying out complex experiments on it, and they showed detailed information accumulated.

Suddenly computers and equipment all over the chamber burst into life, and he spotted one go over millions of special sequences and he studied it, and he was sure they had got control of the artifact somehow and had it carry out some functions.

The sheer magnitude of it left him staggered and he expected something to occur, especially from its lethal reactions, and he could not believe it could hold so much energy and not explode.

The center turned bright and expanded, and it became louder and brighter, and the floor shook, and started knocking everything furiously around, knocking scientists about, and many fell over, and a sudden shockwave blasted through the whole building, throwing everything about, and it died away.

The chamber turned silent, and they started to recover, and he noticed some scientists dramatically activating equipment and he checked where they were staring and saw the artifact had turned solid, and was open, and saw something inside, and he tried to identify it, but could not, and saw it was alive and hideously staring out at them.

Chapter 1

 

The Magnetic Phenomena

 

“They’ve discovered signals from something believed to be of unknown origins …” a scientist explained, vaguely.

Eisenberg accidentally gasped loudly, through his teeth, as he sat eating his breakfast, in the mansion dinner room, knowing they had detected something incredible, sensing something new was emerging, and he wondered what the hell could be there, and wonder if the place could become so dangerous that he would have to move out.

From what Kurt said he knew they had been using some new form of technology, and he tried to recall more of what he had said, and realized that they used the technology at different locations in an investigations, and wondered where, and what had been detected.

“Tell us of the extraordinary magnetic phenomenon found!” another scientist nearby asked the scientist.

Something about their reactions confused Eisenberg and he wondered what the outcome would be!

“A form of powerful magnetic influence, or even something of that nature, has been detected … We’re trying to check it, with what we have available …”

“So whatever it is – it has incredible power …” the second scientist answered. “At what location was it discovered?”

“We were examining one of the shafts going straight through the mansion … We were checking the lower region … To see if there is anything there – and detected it.”

“What could it be off …? There has been a lot of equipment put here …”

“Well we have not fully checked that possibility … We need more time … Whatever it is it’s really powerful!”

Eisenberg tried to grasp what could be there, with fascination, realizing someone could be doing something there now, and he tried to recall who had been near the lower region, and what the hell could produce such an effect, and realized the amount of technology that was now about and realized he would have to leave it until they investigated it further and got further information on it.

“It could be a natural occurrence of course …” the first scientist stated, and looked through some of his documents and checked findings on things.

“The magnetic field of the Earth for one thing …” the second scientist continued, making them wonder what he was suggesting.

“Even so it would beneficial to check this disturbance and record it for science!” the first scientist replied, slightly smiling, and Eisenberg spotted a sly smirk he gave, and wondered why he had done it.

He continued eating his meal and wondered what he thought was there anyway, and watched the first scientist’s eyes light up when he noticed something in the documents, and Eisenberg realized that he was unsure of what he had and that many scientists exaggerated a great deal of their findings and much of it was hard to investigate, and if they were exaggerating things.

The first scientist seemed to spot the second scientist mocking him, and replied, “Incidentally, when we increased the power of our equipment the fluctuations of energy became more powerful, and some of the equipment barely functioned …”

Eisenberg sat confused wondering what he was talking of, wondering what the hell he was trying to suggest, and recalled him from his earlier work and that he had come out with some exaggerated findings.

The scientist saw his reaction to him and began talking to the other scientist about the technology and archaeology.

Eisenberg realized he had ways of examining what was below the building, and wondered if he thought anything existed there.

“Magnetic methods of prospecting detect underground features by locating magnetic disturbances they cause …” he continued. “Forms of radar detection can be used – but also with inaccurate and little results …”

Eisenberg wondered if they could have examined inside the vampire chamber at the top floor, where the tombs were, before they had entered it, and if they could check all the hidden places around the mansion.

The second scientist in the end turned to the first scientist, and replied, “Surely sooner or later something will emerge that can scan more accurately, deeper, and faster – and from airplanes, helicopters, and drones – and far better than what’s around, and confidential stuff – which might be used by the military …”

 

Chapter 2

 

The Mysterious Shaft

 

The discovery was remarkable and Eisenberg had been unable explain anything of it – and he stepped into a large cavity – dug into and under a bottom floor central mansion wall.

He examined the equipment the scientists had fitted, and in the surrounding room, and tried to grasp what the two scientists were now talking about, determined not to let them confuse him any further with confused vague scientific descriptions.

He realized the equipment was not as advanced as they had suggested, and realized they were now speaking of bringing in new vastly more advanced equipment, from another major important project, to examine what was there, and he realized they might be connected to military scientists, who wanted to investigate it, and he wondered if it was anything to do with the vampire creatures and their rampage through the city, as things were getting out of hand, and some people who had seen their vague features and abilities believed they were some form of mutant monster creature.

The magnetic phenomenon was strange and new and incredible but he kept wondering what the hell it really was and why it was such a great find to the two scientists, and what they were keeping secret, and why they wanted it so much.

He occasionally worried about how dangerous it was, and if it was dangerous, and why they kept trying to cover up something about it and he wondered what it was worth to them, and if it was just them trying to make a major discovery, and he even wondered if it had a use as a new form of highly advanced military weapon, and he was sure they never had an account of its appearance there.

When some military scientists arrived he moved back, and watched on astonished, and tried to grasp what they were keeping confidential, and wondered if it had a military source.

What the hell could be buried away there with such power, and where the hell was it actually located, as they were unable to trace the source, and the power created to make its magnetic phenomenon had to be immense.

One of the military scientists curiously picked up some dust off the ground of the cavity, inside the shaft, in the central wall, and threw it over the floor examining it and how it fell and if it had any influence over it, and he spotted it slightly repelled it, and it fell slightly sideways to the ground. He straightaway saw it clearly could have some form of defensive powers, and perhaps even do damage at close range, but what the hell was it and why was it there, and why were they so interested in it, and for the military.

Eventually Eisenberg got curious enough to walk up to it, after they were in the room beside it, and out the way, and he went into the shaft and started touching the floor and he felt heat from the ground, and though the floor itself was warm, and he felt something heat his hand and as he withdrew it, and something slightly pushing away his hand.

If it had not had such properties he wondered if they would have properly noticed it, and he was baffled why they had such an interest, and why they were there, as they now seemed far different from the other scientists, and their original work was not properly mentioned anywhere, and he wondered if it was of supernatural origins, as the vampires were.

He considered if it could be something left by the builders, but could it be in the original castle the mansion was made out of!

Was it actually buried directly below and part of the building or perhaps somewhere else in the mansion – with something transmitting some form of energy to the spot?

It amazed him how many scientists actually arrived, and he saw the two scientists trying to keep others at the mansion away from it, and he wondered what they were not saying, and he went over their thoughts of it and it being something new, and he was sure that many of the others doubted many of the things put forward by them, as explanations, and he considered if they were just reacting to there being so little of anything out of the ordinary.

Many of the scientists in the end started heated debates on its origins and many came out with elaborate claims and showed they were unconvinced of what the two scientists claimed was there, and some openly criticized the lack of proof of what was there.

It was no surprise that their work elsewhere grew less, and they allowed them to examine it more, and they started checking the effects it had on things and made crazy attempts at giving equivalent things that it could be related to, but they never fully achieved their goal.

In the end they seemed to all accept that they had something new, which needed researching, and remained in doubt at how exaggerated some of the findings were!

 

Chapter 3

 

The Underground Disturbance

 

“There must be something recorded of this somewhere?” Kurt announced to one of the scientist critics, and both still did not know what to think.

“I’ve had people searching everywhere,” the critic scientist replied. “Without any real results! Perhaps someone in some other field can help?”

“So far I’ve not heard anything yet!” Kurt replied, confused, wondering what they were talking about, and wondering why they were going on about some magnetic influence that was not connected to what he was searching for, and again he went over the facts, and examined one of the documents on the information they got, trying to grasp something.

“We better wait,” Eisenberg continued, “before we can comment further!”

After all the findings they had gathered they were all wasting time examining an energy disturbance.

“There has to be something!” Kurt moaned loudly. “Something hidden away in some out-of-way place that can explain what it is! Massive unread scientific archives exist everywhere …”

“What were the findings from all the data that was recorded by scans of it?” Eisenberg asked firmly, as he read through the documents he got.

“There was not anything or anything worthwhile!” Kurt moaned firmly. “They had a problem with the scans though …”

The scientist who found the discovery replied, while approaching them, “Yes! The equipment mysteriously stopped functioning properly and only gave strange, almost incomprehensible, images of below … All the other attempts at scanning it also received the same output … They’ve not properly explained it, and going by the scan they eventually got, they only found some form of powerful magnetic like influence – acting upon it …”

“What could create such power? Kurt moaned, trying to get answers. “It has to have a tremendous energy source!”

“Looks can be deceiving!” Eisenberg replied. “You may be dealing with some old lost confidential technology or something … What if someone hid something here because they could not destroy it …”

“Someone could have been be experimenting with something and dumped it here?” Kurt moaned.

“We’re waiting to have many things clarified,” the scientist continued. “So if you can help we would be grateful! We’ll also make enquires to find if someone had something …”

Eisenberg wondered what they would find there to explain what was there. Would they in the end just put forward theories about it if they found nothing?

 

Chapter 4

 

The Confidential Equipment

 

Eisenberg was surprised to discover large vans driving away and passing his taxi, as he returned to the mansion, and realized the scientists working in the shaft were behind them being there.

At the mansion he found all the scientists setting up large highly advanced equipment that he had never seen before, and after not being able to recognize anything he started listening in on the conversations of the scientists and started to realize the stuff was far more than he thought, and of a highly confidential nature, and belonged to somewhere important that he could not identify, which they avoided properly saying.

He was sure an advanced department of the government or connected to the military was involved, and gasped when they took stuff out from crates, realizing the value of it, and trying to grasp the function of it, and wondering what he was getting himself into.

He was amazed later to find their scanning abilities included interdimensional scanning, and he stood trying to figure out if there was other dimensions, as he thought there were only theories of it existing, and if it did in fact check other dimensions what was there and in what did they believe they would find buried away below there.

What use did the government or military want scanning of other dimensions for, and what use could there be that made it so valuable? And he considered the military’s use of it!

It was far more advanced than any of the technology they had shown elsewhere, and he started wondering what they were up to and if should even consider stopping them.

He was sure they were getting a glimpse of something existing, and he stood back and watched them at work and wondered what the hell could be there, and wondered if the vampire creatures were connected to it, and if they were something else, and what could be there that was connected to them.

In the room next door he had his dinner, instead of in the dinning room, watching them at work, waiting for something to happen or them to reveal something.

The scientists finished setting everything up around the room and in the shaft and he suddenly spotted that they had in fact detected something, and checked if they were just testing the equipment out.

The scientists were packed together and talked over theories about it and he spotted one filming what was happening, and he considered an earlier idea he had about setting cameras up around the building to check for anything they might have missed, especially at night.

 

Chapter 5

 

The Disturbances

 

“Presumably supernatural presences will act on things and produce effects to indicate their presence,” the paranormal investigator moaned, as he entered where Eisenberg was, in the room next to the room with the scientists at work at their equipment, monitoring beneath the cavity.

“Perhaps even influencing the air, scents, sound waves, static, the light spectrum …” the paranormal investigator continued.

Eisenberg realized he could not properly grasp anything, and he knew they were keeping what they were doing and the majority of their findings confidential.

“This is highly advanced and far more than anything I’ve encountered!” the paranormal investigator gasped. “Going by what one of the scientists told me the equipment can scan and check everything that is about to a far greater degree … Presumably to find out if they are missing anything!”

“Perhaps they don’t want to say anything more because they do not actually know what it is!” Kurt announced, entering the room, “They do not like saying anything until they can prove their assumptions …”

“You believe they have something and have found something new?” Eisenberg continued, wondering if they had altered their perceptions of what was there.

“Going by what I’ve heard, I’d say if there is something there, whatever it is stopped them detecting it and they have to use interdimensional scanning technology!” the paranormal investigator continued. “Which leads us to the next question! Why whatever is there is hidden away there?”

Eisenberg realized he had been frequently hearing gasps from the scientists at the shaft, and he immediately watched them there as he considered what could be behind it, and the power of it, with it being able to create such power.

They seemed confused and considering what they had and Eisenberg considered going in and finding out.

What was he missing? What were they missing? What were they doing there? Could they be about to revive more vampire creatures or something?

“It seems to be really heavy stuff …” the paranormal investigator silently announced curiously.

“What could it be?”

“The vampires killed large amounts of humans … We still have not found their full identity …”

“The original occupants, who must surely have put whatever it is there.”

“This was a Transylvanian castle … The books and the library are from there and the original building …”

“What else?” he gasped, realizing its identity again.

“Well they seemed to be really reputed and mind-boggling and they seemed to have some form of science, even a new and ancient unknown science, which I’ve been trying to grasp … Some stuff is really far out … I’ve not fully grasped what as they give little away, and what they fully were or were doing, and what happened …”

“Which leaves me wondering what they were and doing …” he whispered, confused, not fully grasping what was about to happen.

“These are my updated notes I’ve taken of things I found …”

Eisenberg took his notes and started reading through them carefully, ignoring things that were irrelevant, and sat down staggered at some recent findings, and realized how deadly the place actually had been, and might return to in the near future.

 

Chapter 6

 

The Confidential Project

 

Eisenberg sensed something and sensed that the scientists were not saying something new, and it gave him shudders, as he sensed it was deadly, and he tried to grasp what they thought was deadly.

While he watched the equipment they had he considered what was being detected and could happen, and heard two scientists talking and realized how far they were going to avoid saying anything, and covering something up, and he realized they were also avoiding putting their foot in it by making unwanted claims.

The scientists kept grabbing his attention as they were more highly advanced, and seemed even all to be chosen for being highly advanced, and perhaps even being leading scientists in what they did.

“Is this stuff classified?” Kurt finally asked one, examining the equipment about his front.

“It’s highly classified …” he replied.

“But we’ll surely get stuff, eventually …”

“Since you’re going to get stuff anyway, you can sign our secrecy document and we’ll give you some of it … And what you should actually know …”

Kurt nodded his head, and so did Eisenberg and the paranormal scientist, and the scientist left and quickly returned with the documents, and Eisenberg read through it, surprised at some the stuff in it, and how far it went, and he, Kurt, and the paranormal scientist eventually signed the document, wondering what the hell they were up to, and how exaggerated it was.

The scientist showed them some confidently documents and Eisenberg read through them swiftly, and the scientist told them, “We don’t always deal with classified projects and most of our past projects have only helped some, and we have handled some eminent stuff …”

Eisenberg started to realize there was little, than he already knew, and he was sure they were exaggerating it, but realized they were still not saying stuff, and perhaps for other reasons, and he wondered how they originally intended doing what they intended without it becoming known, and he realized what they had discovered was an underground magnetic field or form of force, but he read on trying to get what was being hidden.

 

Chapter 7

 

The Underground Discovery

 

Eisenberg read through some of the documents with surprise wondering what the hell they were really up to.

From what he read they dealt with potential extraterrestrial encounters as well, and going as far back as the seventies, and he even questioned the scientists if they were investigating the vampires and was surprised that they never knew what they were talking of, and he questioned them about the deaths in New York done by them and they immediately stopped saying anything, and he realized they might be investigating them, and was sure they never thought they were vampires or of supernatural origins.

They seemed to be only involved in potential alien encounters, and he wondered if they had actually encountered them, and in the end was left confused, and he noticed they were trained to deal with them, and communicate with any extraterrestrials through communications, which went far beyond physical communication.

“You’ve the technology to communicate with extraterrestrials?” Kurt finally asked the scientists, who seemed to be only interested in communicating with them.

“And perhaps make a first contact situation occur …”

“With what?” he moaned back, at their lack explanations.

“We haven’t found a way to communicate with it though!”

They all stood staring at him wondering what he was talking of, and the paranormal scientists refused to say anything.

When they never said anything, the scientists continued, “It has not replied to anything we’ve done, which we have gone by the instructions we have … We’re unsure what it is …”

Eisenberg smirked and replied, “So we are trying to find a way to talk to something of extraterrestrial origins now …”

“We believe so!” he replied firmly, hoping for an answer. “What else could it be?”

Eisenberg gasped, wondering what they were investigating, and if they were trying to communicate with something of supernatural origins, and wondered if it was connected to the vampires.

“Thanks!” the paranormal investigator replied firmly. “If you want my thoughts … I’ll add that I believe that what’s active there is the equivalent to our subconscious mind, while it might be in a type of sleep or suspended state, which acts as its defense and carries out functions. I think it can be reawakened …”

Eisenberg wondered what the hell they had found, and if they thought it was something else, and was unsure what he should say.

“So we’ve to contact its subconscious?” Kurt replied, also wondering what they were talking of.

“Right!” the scientist replied. “We have tried to communicate with it telepathically, using some special equipment …”

Eisenberg wondered how it functioned, and wondered if they could have used it on the vampires, or still use it on them if the got close enough, and wondered what the hell the things would think.

“It must have a physical presence then?” the paranormal investigator asked.

“Of course!” the scientists replied, surprised, wondering who he was. “Why would it not? We’ll find it down below …”

Eisenberg sensed there was far more, and he could not grasp why it was there, whatever it was, and he knew he was still avoiding saying something, and he knew they would have to wait for them to tell them what it was, and he kept wondering if they were in danger and how dangerous it was, and realized how he had underestimated the vampires, and he wondered again if they were something else, and of what origins.

While he considered what could happen and what to do next Kurt and the scientist started consulting, and he joined in, trying to get more on it, and made an agreement with him on what to do, and he realized he had given them permission to get whatever was there, and he wondered if it could destroy the old mansion, which he was sure was now worth far more, especially with it being known as Dracula’s castle.

Chapter 8

 

The Lost Treasure Discovery

 

Eisenberg rushed in the mansion library watching the paranormal researcher, sitting silently at work, deeply engrossed in something, and exploring books piled up in front of him, and Eisenberg sensed something, and noticed that he had recently made some form of discovery, and he watched Kurt enter.

“Have you found anything new?” Kurt moaned, at the paranormal investigator. “Tell him what you found earlier!”

The paranormal investigator glanced up, and reluctantly placed the book he held down, and replied, while examining him, “This place astounds me, and these books are beyond anything I have encountered … They also seem to hold things about things I cannot grasp … They are either avoiding saying things or they do not know what …”

Eisenberg sat down and listened on confused and realized how long he had been away from them, and he realized a lot of things had not yet been uncovered, and perhaps happened, and he asked, “What’s been happening since I’ve been away …?”

Even though the ghost visitations of the mansion were no longer occurring he still sensed something was there, and some form of presence buried away somewhere, and that something might occur, and though it was Dracula’s castle, rebuilt into the immense haunted mansion, it was as though something else existed there, and as though a combination of two supernatural presences existed there, and it was as if they reacted separately, but on occasions seemed to combine in a complex combination.

“I’ve found a great deal …” the paranormal investigator eagerly answered, determined to give an answer to what he had been trying to solve for hours. “But what I want still has not emerged!”

“Much of it is supernatural stuff …” Kurt replied first.

“Stuff such as witchcraft, magic, devil worshippers …”

“Ancient stuff!” he moaned back.

Eisenberg examined the library roof overhead, and the work of the workmen, who had only recently completed repairing the library roof, where they dug through into the hidden library from the floor above, and he examined how clean the library was now, especially with all the rubble gone, and the recently completed new doorway into the outer room.

The paranormal investigator briefly examined him, with a glint of horror, and reluctantly put the book he now held back on the table, and asked, “This all astounds me, and the stuff in the books is beyond anything … I cannot grasp something … Could you tell me anything else you know of this place? Anything unknown of your uncle and this place … Any history …”

“Well, where will I begin … I’m a New York private eye and I inherited this immense ancient mansion, which I believe is built far differently than anything I’ve encountered, and I’m engrossed in exploring it, for many obvious reasons – especially after the discovery of that ancient treasure map, and I’m still exploring all its strange rooms, and all the occurrences, and legends, trying to solve what actually is here, and our encounters with the strange unidentified hauntings, as well as the extraordinary ghostly energy formations of the vampires, and Dracula, and think that we still have not explained the strange hauntings the vampires made, and it is unheard of, and does not fall into what is known of them …”

“So that’s why we are here!” he moaned back. “The leading paranormal scientists and investigators still at work here, searching for something they do not quite grasp …”

“Correct! Some still do not think anything supernatural has occurred, and their explanations are startling …”

“They go to any length to discover proper proof of the existence of what they really believe is here – with the foremost in technology and equipment to investigate everything properly, and regularly investigate the recordings and information from the encounters – and the strange extraordinary ghostly formations, and the source in the lost chamber, where Dracula’s lost tomb was uncovered, and they accidentally revived it …”

Eisenberg still could not believe that his uncle, Howard Eisenberg, had them chasing after Dracula’s treasure all along – as it never added up – and he believed that the real treasure was somewhere else – and he still attempted to locate it!

The whole affair seemed a jumbled mess, and even the media reports of what was there was astonishing, as they never believed anything of the occurrences.

He intended to one day solve everything, and what Howard Eisenberg had hidden away, as the treasure chest he had buried away was said to contain something else, which was part of the treasure quest competition he had given them, and he could not believe the outcome.

Howard Eisenberg, the fanatical billionaire, the vast business owner, had died and had gathered them, him and his six cousins at his New York lawyer’s office, where his lawyer had played an old video Howard Eisenberg had made many years before, and he had given them all one of his mansions, and he, John Eisenberg, had inherited the immense haunted mansion, and Howard Eisenberg had given them a treasure hunt competition with it, which the winner was to inherit all his businesses from, and they were given a clue, which led them to another clue, which they found at a lake, which led to other clues that led to his haunted mansion, and the last clue had been a treasure map – of the top floor.

The paranormal investigator lifted his book up again, and asked, “So you’ve still not heard anything new on your uncle, Howard Eisenberg?”

“Correct! His lawyer has given nothing on who is to get to run his businesses, and the others are confused by the events, and the lawyer refuses to say anything or reply to any communications …”

“Maybe I can help you …” Kurt replied, and picked up his phone and walked out into the outer room, and had a silent conversation with someone, and eventually marched back in.

“Howard Eisenberg is still alive!” Kurt announced, and Eisenberg gasped and looked up startled.

Eisenberg was astonished but never fully believed it and thought he might be up to something, as he was reacting peculiarly, and he decided to find out what it was.

“How do you know?” the paranormal investigator asked, after nobody said anything.

“I was talking to him on the phone …”

Eisenberg sat shocked, as he had not seen him reply as authentically to anything without it being true, but he had been at Howard Eisenberg’s funeral and his lawyer would surely know.

After a long time, the paranormal investigator asked, “Where is he then?”

“He’s in his office, running his businesses …”

Eisenberg knew it was true and gasped out loud, and then at all the things that had happened, and he wondered if the mansion he had inherited would be given back to him, and he realized that it might even be a good idea as it would solve many future problems.

“Where was he then?” Eisenberg finally asked.

“Hiding! I’d guess …”

“Hiding from what?” he gasped, studying Kurt’s face, and he wondered what the hell he was talking of.

“Mainly us and the media …”

“You think he was …?”

“He was …”

“Well, I think you should explain, if you can – and what is happening …”

“He faked his death … Did it legally … I think! One reason I believe he did it was to get us to do what he wanted …”

“Which was …?”

“Other than a few major business things he was finally doing it for, I think he wanted to find the treasure or whatever it was, and perhaps sort out his death before it occurred. He told me we still own the mansions he gave us, and has now worked out what to do with his businesses after his death … And who to have run them, and what who should own …”

“And his lawyer knew of it all along …” Eisenberg gasped, realizing that he had known he had been alive.

“Yes! He knew, and gave his word not to ruin his plan … As I did, after he told me everything …”

“You mean that you knew all along he was still around?”

Eisenberg sat with his mouth open thinking of all the occurrences that had occurred.

He started to recall all the strange occurrences and considered if he had been behind them, and asked Kurt, “Did he have anything to do with the birds at the lake – where we found the first clue – and the media coverage …”

“He did! The birds were put there, and the clue … I gave him the information he needed … He wanted you to have the mansion to investigate it, as you’re a private eye, and with sources …”

Eisenberg realized that the other clue, and grave with the oldest grave marked on it, was put there by him, and the postal worker with the parcel who had arrived.

“So he must have had me watched …”

“Correct! That was what I was also to do … We were basically to find the lost Transylvanian treasure … Dracula’s lost treasure … He originally found out about this place when he was younger … He had always wanted to solve the mysteries … What was really here! This castle had fascinated him, and he had studied its history, and everything he could find about out about it … He had later bought it and had intended to solve all the mysteries but had not been able to … He had come up with the basic plan of getting us to get it, and had put many of the people that were investigating it here, and he exceedingly wanted to find out what was haunting it … He had been working on the project and getting the solution as we explored it for him …”

“Who put this castle here …?” Eisenberg asked, curiously.

“There is far more history to it than you think … It was owned by rich and famous people … The rooms and place was once full of people, and activity, and the grounds regularly had parties, full of people … Yet most avoided the top floor at night …”

Eisenberg did not know whether to be happy with the situation or not, and wondered what else he was missing.

“So was Howard Eisenberg happy with the treasure discovery?”

“Yes! It was him that we got the cash for the treasure from … He bought it off us!”

“Were you searching here for it before I arrived here?”

“I once checked … We watched you here, and were before I arrived here at night – when you were wandering around the corridors, and it was us who left the window open – you discovered the draft coming from …”

Eisenberg realized he might be missing something, and that they wanted something else, and he went over everything and wondered what it was.

“What does Howard Eisenberg want now?” he finally asked.

Kurt smiled, and thought of what to say, and replied, “He wants you to investigate something else …”

Eisenberg sat back and wondered what the hell else he could want, and why he was not content with what he had.

“What else does he need?” he moaned.

“There’s another map …”

“Another map! Of what?”

“I don’t know! I believe it’s another treasure! Howard Eisenberg believes it exists … He claims it belonged to an old Red Indian that located some form of treasure …”

Eisenberg knew he knew more, and replied, “Tell me more or I’ll not bother …”

“What I heard was ancient Red Indians passed on accounts and stuff in folklore of lot treasure and supernatural occurrences and many searched for the source, though little exists to prove anything, and what is behind it is vague and confused …”

“Go on, tell me more.”

“Old folklore has descriptions of lost treasures and strange accounts and explorers searching for what was behind it, and out of the ordinary accounts of supernatural findings and of an old Red Indian that was once believed to have encountered something, and treasure, and drew an old parchment treasure map.”

“What is known of it?”

“Many fundamental facts are missing that would allow anything to be located – and nothing is known to answer the queries of the treasure hunters, who have risked their lives in deadly attempts to discover it.”

“So why do you believe we can find anything then?”

“The region it is in is clearly thought to be a dangerous place, which accounts for why it was time and again told of, and people were believed to have been killed by something.”

“Something!” the paranormal researcher moaned.

“Accounts have little, especially later on, and might prove what was killing them no longer existed, and strange claims of supernatural phenomena are told, and some newspapers conclude it was ancient superstitions of the region and tribes, and ghost stories, even invented to scare travelers away by natives, and due to the desolation of the region.”

“Sounds as though there’s something …” the paranormal researcher continued.

“Early colonists and travelers exploring and traveling through or settling in the region mentioned old myths and accounts of deaths of people, and some mention hideous occurrences …”

Eisenberg wondered where the hell the place was, and sat confused, and tried to recall anything like it.

Eisenberg watched the paranormal investigator stop what he was doing, and put the book he had on the table again, as Kurt put his hand in his inner pocket and removed an old piece of crumpled parchment, which was ripped and worn all over, and barely held together, and he sensed it had some importance, and Kurt placed it in front of Eisenberg, and flattened it across the table, and Eisenberg looked at the condition of it with horror, realizing he would have to work out what it was, and could barely see anything on it other than vague lines, drawings of ancient and vague things, but he saw it was a map of some place with small hills and trees.

 

Chapter 9

 

The Treasure Investigation

 

What confused Eisenberg the most was why Howard Eisenberg had given them the old Indian treasure map, which he got a photocopy of, and he now wondered what the hell he was up to.

Kurt, and Howard Eisenberg, seemed to be insisting that there was something at the mansion that could solve the mystery, and his observations of Kurt confirmed it could be in the library.

The only thing he could think of was getting accurate maps of the whole region, and perhaps old ones, where there might be trees marked on them, and the only reason there could be anything in the library was someone that built the mansion out of the old castle, or later, had put something there, and he was left confused, and wondering why they were so sure anything existed as there was nothing that indicated anything was there.

Eisenberg recalled some of the recent findings the paranormal researcher had come up with, and of the kings Dracula had taken vast treasures from, and he was sure there was far more, and he was sure Howard Eisenberg might think so, and he sat considering where it would be, and wondered if it was in the mansion and if Howard Eisenberg had come up with a plan to get it, and wondered what the hell the new map was for, and realized there would be more to follow if it was.

It was astounding what they had done but he was sure they were missing many things and about Dracula and the vampires, and he still had vivid memories of Dracula and his two vampire creatures flying away into the dark night, flying towards New York, and them wondering what the hell they had released on he world.

He was sure it was their biggest mistake, and he and the others searched for an answer to the problem, and he was sure it was now the main motivation of the paranormal investigator, and finding a way to destroy it.

Its first killings had been strange deaths marked in small news stories, and the investigations of it showed it could be some sort of creature, and they had tried to identify it.

Yet the killings about New York became worse, and dark sightings of Dracula had been witnessed, and many thought it was the devil itself, or some monster out the depths of hell.

There were now deaths from it occurring all over the city, and now almost every night, and the deaths and occurrences were now clearly being covered up, and some police who witnessed it had been unable to describe what it was, and what could be behind it.

What was incredible was it seemed to be carrying out an ancient plan and like it had done things like it in ancient times, and some accounts mentioned in the mansion library were similar, out of the ordinary accounts of events at the original castle, and they were now unable to fully grasp what the vampire wars had been like, and what had been occurring.

He believed they could eventually return to the castle, and desolate estate, to get it back, and he had been considering different plans to handle the situation, and escaping.

What was incredible was, when he spotted Kurt’s newspaper, and asked to see it, he knew there was something in it that he never wanted to see, but had to, and he studied the front page staggered at the coverage of the vampire attacks, and wondered if Kurt had deliberately bought the newspaper for it, and that the other newspapers might not have much, and he read through it staggered at their plans of capturing it, and that they gave detailed accounts of groups of people being attacked and others being killed by them, and he realized they were becoming far more powerful, and he knew they would return.

 

Chapter 10

 

The Tunnel

 

Eisenberg was blinded by a black abyss rapidly surrounding him, when he was lowered down through the tunnel, and examined the sides of the tunnel above him, in the little light there, and saw where it had been drilled.

He gripped the rope and harness on him hard as he spun round, and fixed his boot against the tunnel wall to stop it, and looked up to the top of the tunnel and through the hole there, and listened to two archeologists over him conferring and arguing on what way to lower him.

He could not believe the events of the past days, and the way they had introduced the workmen and drillers, and proceeded wreck the region around the shaft, removing walls and drilling deep into the foundations of the castle.

It still amazed him the way they still never fully knew or said what they thought was below, and why they were going to such an extent to do it, but he realized it had to be something, and what the scientist told them, and of alien origins.

The actual depth surprised him and them, and why it took so long to get to what was there, and he wondered why they never thought it could be destroyed by the powerful drill blasting through the ground.

They had found little there so far and it had taken a long time arranging the exploration of it, and he had been unchallenged with his insistence in going down, and the archeologists agreed to help him and to follow him down later.

It was incredible that they never had any working lights, with after all their technology, and he was waiting to get one, and he wondered what else they could have missed.

He heard someone appear above, and watched Kurt emerge, and his light beam down and illuminate him, and he wondered why they never just waited until the morning, as most of them were too sleepy, especially after a long day working there, and could make mistakes, and they would do things better.

He grabbed the light off him when he lowered it down to him on a rope, and realized it had already turned dim, and gasped realizing it could go out at the wrong time, and he checked his communicator and spoke to one of the scientists in the room beside the shaft and checked it was safe to go down, and was surprised his attitude had altered and was reacting more, and considered why, and he just started lowering himself down, and followed the scientist’s instructions.

It was an ultimate discovery and exploration and he wanted it to be done right, and to give the discovery everything it deserved. Yet he was utterly confused at what was actually being discovered and would happen, especially after finding so much there already.

 

Chapter 11

 

The Celestial Discovery

 

A deep thud echoed down from overhead as the scientists at the top of the tunnel gathered there to look down and he wondered why he was carrying out such a task.

He recalled how secretive the scientists were and knew they intended to cover up what was there and he wanted to see it and find out what he could from it, and he pointed his light directly down for the first time, and quickly landed at the bottom, and was surprised to see something artificial buried beneath solid and crumbled mud, and he bent down and started wiping away the dirt and dust at an area the object was the most visible.

The low radiance of the light was no longer enough to allow him to see much, and he realized how tired they all had become and that they had not even bothered getting someone to get a proper light.

Some dust entered his throat making him gasp, but he ignored it, and speeded up and shifted away large heaps of muck around the area, and felt the rope shift, from above, and he inhaled more air, and detected it was more stale.

What was the outcome? Would they even find anything? What the hell could it be, and be doing there?

Strange echoes from overhead came down entering the strange silence and he bent over and examined what he had revealed of the artifact and was surprised it had a strange surface and felt rubbery and he felt a strange current, and was surprised its surface altered, and changed color, and when he put pressure on it his hand sank into it, and examined it considering if it was some form substance.

Yet its surface hardened and he felt it was an artifact again, and realized the scans of it showed it was.

He realized he had no real explanation of what it was, and was sure it was unknown, and he was surprised it became so hard he thought they could not penetrate it.

He wished he had forced the scientists into giving him the scans of it they were hiding, as they insisted it was, and he sat down and rested on an area of muck.

He suddenly recalled the incredible magnetic field or powerful force detected from it and realized how powerful it was, but he was sure they explained why it was not dangerous, and he realized from what they told him earlier that they would not fully know, and he realized why they never went down the tunnel, and realized how highly advanced the scientists had become.

 

Chapter 12

 

The Artifact

 

Eisenberg was amazed when one of the archeologists started declaring to having found something unusual, and Eisenberg went back down the tunnel to investigate it.

The archeologist had started removing debris from the artifact, and pointed at the black surface it now had, and Eisenberg checked the cavity they had drilled and dug out, going around the entire artifact’s now circular shape, and going down around its sides, and he watched the other archeologists digging deeper around the sides to get below it, and examined one of the scientists staggered face as he studied the object with profound fear and confusion.

He spotted an archeologist touching it for the first time and quickly pull his hand away from it, and look staggered and confused, feeling the extraordinary energy pulsations now going through it, which they sensed had far more magnitude than they had encountered, which confused them.

Its identity left them staggered and trying to realize what it was, and he watched them occasionally considering it, and in the end ignore it, and continue to clear away the dirt from it.

Eventually more scientists came down from above and started examining it, and some joined in and helped clear the dirt and clean it, and help hoist the rubble up in buckets, while trying to get a close look at it, and examine it up close, which mostly left them confused, and eventually Eisenberg realized the artifact was slowly being removed from beneath the ground, and would be soon hoisted up the now giant tunnel, they had dug wider, and the main problem was what weight it actual was, as its altering states also changed its density, and weight.

What staggered him the most was the scientists and just about everyone with them did not believe it had any supernatural origins or powers, and was surely entirely of alien origins, and he could not believe that anything of such a nature at the haunted mansion could not be, and it staggered him.

At the top of the tunnel the other scientists were in the room monitoring it and what was occurring there, and any reactions from it, and he discovered they were receiving better views of it, and were seeing its perfectly symmetrical shape.

 

Chapter 13

 

The Alien Code

 

Eisenberg looked down the tunnel at the empty chamber beneath the mansion, still glowing in bright light, beaming out from spotlights below, and he spotted some equipment the scientists had left behind in the excitement, and he shifted away from the top of the tunnel, and away from the shaft.

He checked how much damage they had done to the historical building, as he moved away to the lounge, where they had taken the artifact, and gasped when he saw it resting in the middle of the large lounge room, and spotted one of the scientists through a door, along a corridor, and realized how late it was, and realized the amount of action there would be there in the morning, when they brought in their new equipment and began their proper investigations of it.

For some reason its energy seemed to have died down and he walked around its giant shape wondering why, and why it had altered into a giant black solid object.

He shifted back and watched it in the dim room light with amazement, astonished that the fifteen-foot perfect symmetrical black object even looked like a strange black flying saucer, and he wondered if it had taken the shape for a reason or there was another reason for it, and it was perhaps its real shape, and he wondered what the hell it was, and how it got the power it had.

It could have powers that lasted centuries or it could get it from some other source.

“So do you think they have the technology to communicate with it?” Kurt asked, swiftly entering the room from a corridor.

“I don’t know if they have the means to revive it … But if they do they may be able to create a first contact situation …”

“So what’s happening?” the paranormal scientist asked, coming in behind Kurt, anxiously examining it for the first time in amazement, waiting for a reply.

“They might not have found a way to communicate with it!” Kurt replied first. “It has not replied to anything! They have also gone by all their instructions …”

“So they are still trying to find a way to talk to it …” Eisenberg replied, showing confusion.

“Correct!” Kurt replied firmly.

“Incredible!” the paranormal scientist replied. “I’ll add if what’s active is the equivalent to our subconscious mind, while it is in a type of sleep or dormant state, and it carries out various functions, I think it might even be here for a reason, especially by it being buried away there! But why was it there? I think it might fully activate by physical contact by some means …”

Eisenberg was confused, and started to examine the problem in more depth and wondered what would happen if they could not activate it.

“I think we should try to enter it!” Kurt announced, to their amazement.

“How’ll we go about doing that?” Eisenberg moaned, confused, and tired. “The thing could be indestructible! They could not damage it and it instantly fixes anything done to it …”

“They found a region on its top central region that has markings near it, which they believe is sensitive to reactions from something, and I believe that it’s to open it …”

“We could use different things on it …” the paranormal scientist announced.

He started getting something out his bag and wrote ideas down, and started work on opening it.

Eisenberg watched one of the scientists suddenly come in from another room and he whispered something in Kurt’s ear and he suddenly reacted to it, and looked aware of something, and he eagerly agreed with the scientist about something and they left to do something in another room.

The scientist returned with Kurt with boxes and they started setting up equipment at the region on the top with the markings, and when they finished bringing in equipment and setting it up, they activated the equipment, and a laser beam blasted out at the region beside the markings, and started firing thousands of coded laser sequences.

“What’s it doing?” Eisenberg asked the scientist, wondering if he had found something somewhere.

“The procedure we use has advanced far further than you think! We analyzed the region near the markings and believe that it is activated by a laser sequence code!”

 

Chapter 14

 

Dracula’s Return

 

The moonshine shifted over the dark clouds as Dracula shot down into a desolate wood from the sky, and shifted through the trees as it altered its formation to a monster creature, and it watched the mansion emerge in the trees ahead, and it instantly formed into the deadliest hideous supernatural monster it could contrive and it smashed its way through the trees, knocking some down and smashing others into pieces.

Though as it approached the mansion, and was about to smash its way in, the mansion’s shape became familiar, and it stopped, staggered, and tried to recall something, but it could not recall what its familiarity was, and it altered its formation back to its normal formation, and reformed into its humanoid formation, and recalled its reawakening, and ancient memories, and memories from thousands of years in the past, and its supernatural origins, mysteriously lost in blackness, and the structure looked familiar, but its memories damaged, and yet it still had memories of the Carpathian Mountains, and it studied the mansion in the trees.

It shifted on, nearing the mansion, and it recalled its death in the woods at its Transylvanian castle and the strange humanoid beings who destroyed it, and it violently shuddered and altered its shape more, and stood examining the colossal mansion sprawled across its front, near its small graveyard, as the moonlight beamed down illuminating the gravestones.

The world was so unrecognizable now it could recognize little, and the hidden dangers to it seemed immense, but it believed it could survive and it considered how the world could possibly have transformed so much, and the humans had altered into something else, and it thought of ways of destroying it, as it thought of its vampire creatures.

It rapidly altered into a colossal bat formation and leapt up into the air and flew away back towards its hideout, buried away, hidden away from discovery, and it flew up into the black clouds, and shot in and out of clouds, like a monster flying demon.

It contemplated dangers to its survival, and contemplated how it should survive.

Vague memories of its hideous death continuously went through its thoughts and it tried to recall something it had missed, and over and over it considered how it became existent again, and it wondered how the humans, whoever they were, at the mansion had revived it from death, and it tried to recall everything that had occurred at the mansion and realized it would have to find away to investigate them, and would have to avoid destroying them.

The world left it staggered, and it wondered if it could find a way to detect the unknown humanoids that had captured and destroyed it, and realized that it might be able to detect and trace their supernatural powers.

 

Chapter 15

 

The Artifact Investigation

 

Eisenberg watched Kurt enter the library absorbed in some problem, and sat in his seat, and he watched the paranormal researcher at work again, searching through a book with amazement, and Eisenberg could not even recall Kurt so troubled looking by so little, and realized I had to be something.

“What do think?” Eisenberg asked him. “Do you think they will open the artifact?”

“I don’t have a clue!” he moaned back, sitting back in his seat, and checking what the paranormal researcher was doing.

“Has it altered again?”

“Yes! And this time it does not even resemble an artifact, and the scientists look like they’re back at the start again, investigating it over again, and what it really is …”

“What’s it like?”

“It looks like a blob of translucent jelly …”

“What’s wrong with it …”

“It is completely empty inside … And no longer gives anything … No magnetic type field … And has barely any gravity … And it sometimes floats …”

“Perhaps if it has intelligence … It could be trying to cover up its identity … It’s been attacked by lasers and everything else they have thrown at it …”

“You’ve a point there!” the paranormal investigator replied, looking up from his book. “I think it has intelligence … What I don’t get is why it’s here … Was it with the original castle or was it put there by the mansion builders? And why is it there?

“We might never know!” Kurt moaned.

“How are the scientists taking it?” Eisenberg asked.

“I do believe, if they remove it from here, to where they want to investigate it, and if they don’t get anything from it, and it is perhaps damaged, or unable to properly function, that they might be investigating the thing for decades …”

It was incredible! He had ruined the outcome of the events, and he considered how they would handle the situation, and considered it from different perspectives.

The paranormal investigator eventually answered, “I think they’re waiting for it to do something … And that it will alter again, and perhaps enter different phases, and perhaps finally make an appearance.”

“It could be investigating us,” Kurt replied. “Without being noticed, and intends to go dormant and into hiding if it discovers or discovered we are a danger to it …”

 

Chapter 16

 

The Treasure Map Discovery

 

Eisenberg sat examining the old Indian treasure map wondering why nothing had turned up of where it was.

What confused him was why Howard Eisenberg gave them it, and why he was avoiding meeting them, and according one of the others he was expecting them to trace where it was, and he wondered what the hell he was up to now.

He seemed to insist that there was something at the mansion that could solve the mystery, and the library seemed to be the only logical place where there could be anything, and again he wondered who the Indians were that made it and why.

The only thing he had thought of was getting accurate maps of the whole region, and Kurt had got them, and he had finally got them off him when he had given up searching.

At first he studied them blankly, and realized there was few, and they had little detail of the region, and he showed them to the paranormal investigator and he admitted they showed little, and if it was there they would probably not be able to find anything with them, and he sat considering where a proper map might be available, and again checked internet maps and found little.

He decided he should hire an airplane to photograph the region, and considered the height the map was from the ground, and what it would come up with.

The only reason there could be anything in the library was someone that built the mansion had put something there, and he was left confused, wondering why there was anything as there was nothing that indicated anything.

He again recalled the findings the paranormal researcher had come up with, and of the kings Dracula had taken vast treasures from, and he was sure there was far more, and he was sure Howard Eisenberg might think so, and he sat considering where it would be, and wondered if it was in the mansion and then wondered what the hell the new map was for, and realized there would be more to follow and it might be the first clue.

It was astounding what they had done, and he was sure they were still missing things about Dracula, and he still had vivid memories of Dracula and his two vampire creatures going away into the dark night, flying out towards New York, and them wondering what the hell they had released on the world, and him realizing it was becoming true, and he realized that the police had not captured or even clarified what it was, which was astounding, and their views of what was there were far different from what was occurring, and he realized they might be hiding what they believed it was, and something else, and perhaps even someone using a disguise to confuse them.

The paranormal investigator looked up, and finally put down the book he held, and moaned, “It’s incredible that this stuff is packed with supernatural stuff! Why?”

Eisenberg recalled that he now was also searching for valuable books there as well, but he doubted if he now fully thought there was, and realized it could be a fantasy that he liked, and he realized he wanted to thank him for his work on solving what was buried away there, and realized he should get a share if he found it and that he might perhaps come up with something, and just did it, and he started searching more.

“There is really a lot of stuff here …” The paranormal investigator announced, looking everywhere, looking where to begin, and started going through what he found.

“What do you think?” Eisenberg replied.

“This stuff is mind-boggling … But much of it’s is really hard to grasp … It’s about another place and time – where they did things differently …”

“Ancient books from Transylvanian …”

Eisenberg removed the map again and spread it out on the table and used a magnifying glass to study it, checking everything now, and even marks on marks, and realized it looked different, and tried to grasp where it was, and why it was there, and he was surprised when he managed to recognize something he had not seen before, and sat studying it with fascination.

Once again he realized it to be in the vicinity of the mansion, as all the information given to him came from Howard Eisenberg and he was sure he was indicating it was at the mansion, and he believed he might have originally bought the mansion to get it, and he went over the trees and realized they would be different, and looked for permanent landmarks such as hills, and tried to recall what he had seen in the region.

When he told the paranormal investigator it and again showed it to him he was surprised that he studied it and recognized it this time and told him where the hills on it were, about the mansion, and he left Eisenberg wondering how he knew as he had not traveled about it, and the paranormal investigator pulled out an old book he had with regional maps, and showed him one of there, and an old photo of it on the opposite page, and showed him the landmarks on it and that they were on the map.

 

Chapter 17

 

The Two Treasures

 

Eisenberg sensed Kurt knew something, and noticed that he had recently made some form of discovery, and he watched Kurt enter.

In the end he just asked him, and sat watching Kurt at the library table as he considered it.

The paranormal investigator glanced over, and continued reading the book he held.

Even though the visible haunting of the mansion was no longer occurring Eisenberg still sensed something was there, and some form of presence, and that something might occur, and it was Dracula’s castle, and as though something else existed there, and as though a combination of two supernatural presences also existed there, from the vampire castle and the artifact combined, and he tried to figure out what it could create, and realized the forces it had.

The whole affair seemed muddled, and even the media reports of what was there was astonishing and they never really believed anything was there.

He intended to one day solve everything if he could, and what Howard Eisenberg wanted, and Kurt kept suggesting he knew something new, from Howard Eisenberg, and the treasure.

It was incredible! The old Indian map was of there and the only place there was the mansion, and it surely had to be hidden at the mansion, which was staggering, as it meant that there had been two treasures there all along, and he realized if it was buried by the old Indian that it had in the ground, and under the building, which left him confused, and he realized why it was not found.

“Going by everything told by the Indians …” the paranormal investigator announced, watching him. “What is there is dormant … All the stories show it’s deadly … If it’s the artifact all along, them reviving it could be deadly beyond our imaginations …”

“It also means the treasure is buried near it!” Kurt replied.

Eisenberg was surprised and realized that it must have gone dormant, or gone less dangerous and from a powerful state, from before the mansion was built on top of it, and he removed the map again and began going over the hills on it and comparing them to the map, and found all the hills on it were there, with a few small ones missing, and he examined the mansion position on the map and was surprised to find a vague dim hill on the map there, and as he examined it more and more he saw it had more significance than he had noticed.

It never looked like the other hills and it was a circle, like someone had marked something there, and it also looked like someone had tried to rub it off, and he carefully measured the position of it and other objects on the map and worked out its position was near the center of the mansion and where the artifact was uncovered.

 

Chapter 18

 

The Treasure in the Well

 

Eisenberg could hardly believe everything that had occurred and it was as if he was in one of his strange dreams and it was shocking that he was hunting another treasure feet away from the tunnel where the artifact had been.

They had worked out the exact position of the circle on the treasure map, and its position had been away over to the side of it, and their metal detectors had detected it under the ground, and they had found a small old water well there, under the floor, and under the ground.

He entered the well with a harness and rope on him and he lowered himself down, and wondered why it was in a well, and realized someone had actually dug a well beside the thing, and wondered how they had survived, and realized it activated and went dormant, going by what he had heard, and he realized that the Indians might well have attempted to dig up what was buried away there, and had got the wrong position of it, for some reason.

He removed muck from him, and ignored it, and studied the well with one of the torches he found, and swiftly fixed the harness more firmly around him, getting ready to go down to the bottom, and heard a vehicle outside the building.

It was an incredible situation, and he could not realize what the full outcome would be! The thing was far deadlier than they realized, and even the main scientists were starting to realize it.

He was determined to discover what was there and he swiftly lowered himself into the well.

He tried to realize what the place was like before the building was there, and it covered over the well, and he listened to his breathing in the silence, silently going through the shaft, and no matter how much he tried to contemplate the artifact’s reactions and dangers he could not.

Clouds of powdered dirt consistently came down on top of him and he kept trying to cover his face, and he watched the swirling clouds of dust going through beams of light, as he slowly edged himself down the thin crumbling well, realizing the dangers it had this time, as the other tunnel had been professionally drilled, and it was an ancient Indian well.

Even though he had never been in a well before the well was strange and looked as if it had never had water in it, but most of it was not visible yet, and he swiftly checked its walls to make sure he had not made a mistake and realized the water must have been below, and he started to see signs of water once having come down from overhead.

He recalled all the faint lines on the treasure map, and scribbling, and again was sure it was a map drawn quickly, and was almost incomprehensive, but actually accurately done!

He had considered having the map dated, and having it compared with any Indian maps and drawings.

When he reached the bottom he never saw it and landed on the ground without looking and immediately removed the harness off him and removed a can of beer from his side pocket and started drinking, and started examining the surrounding well, and the ground and lower wall going around him, and examined it in more detail, and recognized part of something covered in a thick layer of dried out muck.

He rushed over and he pulled chunks of muck away, but all he found was a black slab of rock embedded in the dried muck, and that it looked like some form of black stone, but it interested him, and he wondered where the hell the treasure could be, and realized he had not realized how far he had to hunt for it.

While he dug up the muck below him, near the wall, he realized there was no water below, and in it anymore.

For fifteen minutes he patiently dug away at it and removed boulders, and he successfully reached where the bottom had been, and heard Kurt arrive at the top of the well and shout down, and he shouted back that he was still searching.

Clouds of powdered dirt came rushing down the walls and swirled about through the well in the torchlight and he searched above to see if he was coming down.

When Kurt never appeared he raced to find it, and tried to imagine where it would have been put, and he dug down in the exact central region and straightaway started to find pieces of pottery – and was sure it proved that there had been something there – and he wondered what the outcome of it would be, and with astonishment he slowly wrenched up a long slab of stone and started revealing incredible valuable large glittering diamonds and jewels and gold statues.

 

Chapter 19

 

The Museum

 

The Museum captivated Eisenberg as he entered its confines, and he strolled about, and he wondered why he had just unsuccessfully tried to meet Howard Eisenberg, and he wondered why he would not meet him, and wondered if they wanted him to believe he was alive for some reason.

He strolled through the exhibitions eating, and I thought of staying longer to see the other exhibitions, and was surprised when he spotted the artifact exhibition in the distance and nearly choked on his meal, with its glowing shape under the bright lights staggering him, and the people standing around it were speechless, and he was left confused wondering what they thought it was, and realized the dangers of it.

He realized the treasure might be worth more as Indian treasure than what its normal value was, and again realized how much Dracula’s treasure could be worth someday.

While he slowly made his way over to the artifact exhibition he removed the newspapers he bought that morning and read the headlines with amazement and of vampire and zombie sightings and realized that they would have to get rid of it.

He was sure they could find a better museum for the artifact exhibition, and realized again why he had gone through with the idea, as well as to get the thing out the mansion before it did something, as he was sure it was deadly, and they had still not been able to activate or open it, and he again wondered what the hell it was.

While he approached it he saw how much it had altered and tried to detect the difference, and why it was there, and realized it looked incredible, and at it he stood glaring at it in amazement, and studied it repeatedly trying to grasp some vague unseen detail to it, and he saw its incredible characteristics and features as he viewed it at angles.

Again it surprised him that the scientists that discovered it under the mansion, with its immense powers, and it surprised him that the scientists had less interest in it now, especially after they had checked it with everything they now had, but he was left confused, and he was sure they would have far more future experiments and investigations to carry out.

While he walked around its glass exhibition case, with his mouth open, he wondered why the hell it was there, as he never fully intended it to go into such an exhibition, but perhaps to some famous research place, and he observed its strange, perfectly symmetrical, black shape glowing in the museum’s hall, and he realized the last look it had, and realized its alterations and it altering its appearance could ruin the exhibition.

It was as though it had some form of energy they had not detected, and he wondered why it was there, and it was more of a danger to the public than he had realized, and he realized the mistake they had made, and realized that now it had been discovered, and observed by the public and media, that he should remove it and find a place for it where it was not a danger to the public, and he stood observing it influencing the tourists as they approached it.

 

Chapter 20

 

The Museum Conference

 

When Eisenberg returned to the museum he was left baffled at what was occurring, as nobody had told him anything, and at first he thought it was to do with him removing the artifact from the museum exhibitions.

The scientists were on a stage in a museum hall and were going to show the artifact exhibition to a large audience and were giving some of the latest findings by the scientists.

It confused Kurt and the paranormal investigator as the scientists never really gave anything new and had not come out with anything new for weeks and they believed that they would have discovered virtually everything of importance; but they realized they had something important.

The audience baffled Eisenberg when he noticed their astonished behavior and vague accounts of the discovery; which they never gave anything directly of anything.

At the side of the stage he spotted scientists shifting something in, which was covered over, and they gradually shifted it into the center of the stage, in front of the audience, which he realized was the artifact; which most of the audience seemed to be watching.

Eisenberg started spotting scientists and famous people everywhere he looked, and the atmosphere was turning unbelievable, and as though something unbelievable and dangerous could occur.

One of the scientists led Eisenberg, Kurt, and the paranormal investigator away and up the central aisle to front seats, and he felt a shiver run through him as he sensed something could occur there, and he could not grasp why, and he slowly noticed the appearance of the artifact under the cover.

The thing seemed deadly now and he sensed its pulsating energy, and he sensed more, and he wondered what the hell they had done to it, and he heard silent sounds from it, which sounded like it was on the brink of something.

He sat examining everything he could, considering what had happened, and perhaps why they had not mentioned anything of the alterations.

When they removed the cover off the artifact the whole hall turned silent and he studied the artifact’s deadly appearance staggered, trying to grasp what had happened to it, and saw it looked like it had also turned vaguely translucent and he thought he saw the shape of something inside it, and gasped, and considered what the hell it could be, and wondered if it had turned into its true state, or was turning into it, and after long carefully examinations he thought he saw a life form, in some form of rest.

It looked powerful, deadly, and he swiftly tried to grasp why!

He glared into it trying to grasp a clue about it and he heard some of the scientists and realized that they wanted everyone to get everything about it from the scientists that were going to appear on stage, and he wondered why they were no longer keeping it a secret, and wondered if it was an extraterrestrial, but if it was something else what the hell was it and why the hell did they want the media there, further along from him, to know of it, and he realized the scientists only wanted the media not to get any information until they gave it.

It looked like a form of weird exhibition when they put colored lights over it, and he realized that Kurt and the paranormal scientist only vaguely knew what was being revealed.

On stage, a few scientists shifted over to the artifact, and one gasped when he glanced sideways at the artifact, in its new state, and he ignored it and rushed over to the microphone and started giving detailed descriptions of what they had detected from the artifact, and their detection methods.

Eisenberg saw a group of scientists bringing in equipment, and watched them arranging it around the artifact, and he gasped and wondered what the hell they were doing, and dealing with, and for a moment thought he saw something inside it shift.

He wondered what the scientists were doing with it, and what was happening, and what their confidential research of it had revealed – and them trying to make contact with what was there, and if there was anything there.

The scientists gave vague information on what they had found and their discovery of it, and scientific accounts.

New leading scientists arrived and were allowed to investigate it on the stage and they crowded around it loudly discussing it.

Most of the audience silently watched on in wonder, and many watched on wondering what the hell it was, and why they never properly gave any detailed accounts of what it was, as it was far more different than anything seen, and what was mentioned, and Eisenberg realized that he had not heard anything that could properly explain anything, and he studied the main scientists hoping to pick something up.

Many of the scientists that had been working on it showed detailed information that had been accumulated, and Eisenberg saw that they had been keeping most of their work confidential, and wondered what else they had.

 

Chapter 21

 

The Monster Returns

 

Eisenberg sat down in the mansion library staggered at what he had just found along the corridor, and the Dracula monster in the chamber they had found the vampires in, and had seen its black shape shifting about the tombs.

Its shape was a humanoid formation and he realized how it had altered itself, and just how fast and deadly it now was, and he wondered how they would rid the world of it.

It had been killed before in its Transylvanian castle and he violently shuddered as he recalled it altering its shape and he realized it might have detected him where he was hidden, and for some reason it ignored him, and he wondered why.

He had watched it silently and it alter into a large black flying demon creature, and had shifted up into the hole in the chamber roof, over the tombs, and up into the attic.

In the room next to the chamber he had watched it fly away into distant black clouds, going back to New York.

Eisenberg was staggered at the occurrences, and how easily the vampires could kill, and realized he had not heard them using objects that protected them from vampires.

He tried to solve what the outcome would be, and wondered what the hell the artifact was, as he and the others had not classified it as far as he was concerned, and it had altered into something else, and going by what the scientists had he knew they never, and only had theories, and he could not grasp how perilous it was, and he did believe it could be if it was fully activated.

He picked up a newspaper and spread it across his front, and watched Kurt and the paranormal investigator investigating books, and realized from the newspaper that the artifact had been moved out the museum and over to a special facility, for them to investigate it as an extraterrestrial object, and he wondered if they might even take it to Area 51.

It was amazing the paranormal researcher was still searching through the books with amazement, and he wondered what he was up to, as they had solved most of the mysteries.

It was incredible that Howard Eisenberg had actually arrived at the mansion, and he had met him after so many years, and he had been amazed at their discovery of the Red Indian treasure, and that it had been buried close to where he had eaten his meals in the mansion, and he was surprised at the artifact, and had been unable to identify it, and was having people investigate what they were doing with it.

 

Chapter 22

 

The Other Universe

 

Eisenberg studied the paranormal researcher, and his partially opened mouth, and saw he had found something in the book he was translating, and he waited, and wondered what the hell it was.

He was surprised when Kurt walked in the library and he wondered what he had been doing.

He saw him notice the paranormal researcher and his reactions.

“What?” Kurt asked. “What’ve you found?”

“This place is dreadful …” the paranormal researcher gasped, reacting to things he read. “I think I’m getting their true identity … I’ve not been able to trace anything up until now … Many of the people they fought did not know who they were fighting, and there are accounts of them massacring massive armies and there being no survivors …”

Kurt just shrugged, wondering what he was talking of.

“There’s some form of cannibalism they carried out … I think … They mention them feasting on the bodies of the soldiers … Them being vampires!”

The paranormal investigator looked energetic, and he watched him finally place the book on the table, staggered.

“I think they were some form of extraterrestrial … Yet from either another universe or dimension … A supernatural universe … Yet with similarities to this universe … I think they got trapped here or something …”

“Dracula might have been altered from being in this universe or something …”

Eisenberg wondered what he had found and sat wondering what it had been written for, and he saw the book was different from the rest, and he saw how the paranormal investigator studied it scrupulously, and he knew it could be a conclusion to something.

Eisenberg recalled when all of the scientists had entered the chamber with the vampire tombs and had set up all their equipment all over the area of the tombs, and that their descriptions of what they had found there went far beyond anything that they previously had found, and most of the scientists working there had been replaced by far more advanced ones, and most were thunderstruck by the giant supernatural being resting in the central tomb, Dracula in his tomb, and what they found out about it.

“What else is there?” Eisenberg gasped, seeking a conclusion.

“There’s more … I think this book was written by one of them … A different form of them or something … Who arrived afterwards … I think they were trapped here, and that they traced them and followed them to this castle in Transylvanian by some means … I believe it was them that captured Dracula and put him in the tomb!”

 

Chapter 23

 

The Extraterrestrial Investigation Center

 

Eisenberg, the paranormal investigator, and Kurt swiftly followed the scientists, who investigated the artifact at the mansion and the museum, through a building and into a massive chamber that was the confidential research area of the Extraterrestrial Investigation Center, and stood staggered at the colossal amount of equipment and scientists, and the inconceivable technology.

Eisenberg was staggered at it all, and began to realize how far they had gone, and how much had been hidden from the public, and stood wondering why they were carrying out so much work, and he realized how deadly the universe could be.

Kurt spotted the artifact first, with groups of scientists surrounding it, with equipment everywhere, and they watched them monitoring its powerful forces, and Eisenberg saw that the artifact itself had altered dramatically since it had been in the museum, and he stood trying to see if he could notice anything.

When they arrived at it, he spotted them making it make movements, by some means, and that they were carrying out a series of experiments.

A scientist walked over and handed them documents, and he studied them with interest.

One document gave some history of the site and that it had been originally established in the search for extraterrestrials, and basically from research carried out in the last century, and had advanced searching for extraterrestrial civilizations, with help from many countries, NASA, SETI institute, and many others, and had superseded the others in the race to detect extraterrestrial intelligence on other worlds.

They had helped develop many new forms of confidential and known detection methods and at an inconceivable rate and had searched far deeper and with more accuracy into the depths of deep space, and expanded knowledge of the cosmos, and anticipated many future breakthroughs.

They had repetitively advanced technology to detect inhabited exoplanets, with highly advanced extraterrestrial life, and explored worlds in the depths of newly discovered solar systems, and sent out messages with new highly advanced technology, and into the invisible black depths of space where hidden worlds could exist.

What surprised Eisenberg was they insisted a signal had been detected from a nearby star and they had analyzed it under the assumption it was an unidentified phenomenon, as well as an extraterrestrial phenomenon, and its highly advanced symmetrical pulsations had been documented and they established its properties and significance, with its pulsations beating out through the depths of space.

Yet it never actually showed any extraterrestrial encounters, flying saucer landings, but he knew they had, and sensed it, and that it was little, and he saw their fascination in the artifact, and its existence was unbelievable, and they constantly worked on trying to discover its origins.

 

Chapter 24

 

The Extraterrestrial

 

The artifact looked deadlier than he had ever seen it, and was pulsating with energy, which looked and sounded like it was on the brink of a colossal explosion, and Eisenberg, Kurt, and the paranormal investigator timidly shifted into the Extraterrestrial Investigation Center research chamber.

At a closer investigation they stood confused as they believed something was occurring as scientists were nervously standing around it monitoring it, and they spotted vigorous activity all about the place, and they started working like crazy activating and checking things, and they realized that they had done something, and that it was the reason that they wanted them there, and they took them over to the side and seated them.

The artifact altered shape and appearance at a frenzied rate, of which there was little to indicate the outcome.

At times he thought he saw a shape of something inside it.

It looked powerful, and deadly! And perhaps unstable! By their previous investigations and what the scientists claimed he was sure they gave an energy force, and that they were feeding it energy that it used, and he realized it was perhaps the reason it could not do anything and had been dormant, and he realized the dangers of its revival, and if it exploded, and he wondered why the scientists were so confident about it.

With horror, at the side of vision, he saw a group of scientists and technicians move in with new equipment, and they started arranging it around the energy bubble, and he gasped, and wondered what they were doing and dealing with, and for a moment thought he saw something inside it shift.

Famous scientist in and rushed into places and he realized something really was going happen this time, and he watched someone film it, and what might be an incredible historic occurrence, and the discovery of it, and he realized from nearby scientists that it might prove what it was, and he watched someone else filming it, perhaps for the media, which some scientists were considering using if they wished it to be known.

The scientists occasionally gave detailed explanations of things they believed were occurring, and watched it creating magnificent optical effects, making things distort, and it looked like it could rupture the fabric of space, and played with it, with properties of altering and suspending it.

Scientists started carrying out complex experiments on it, and they showed detailed information accumulated.

Suddenly computers and equipment all over the chamber burst into life, and he spotted one go over millions of special sequences and he studied it, and he was sure they had got control of the artifact somehow and had it carry out some functions.

The sheer magnitude of it left him staggered and he expected something to occur, especially from its lethal reactions, and he could not believe it could hold so much energy and not explode.

The center turned bright and expanded, and it became louder and brighter, and the floor shook, and started knocking everything furiously around, knocking scientists about, and many fell over, and a sudden shockwave blasted through the whole building, throwing everything about, and it died away.

The chamber turned silent, and they started to recover, and he noticed some scientists dramatically activating equipment and he checked where they were staring and saw the artifact had turned solid, and was open, and saw something inside, and he tried to identify it, but could not, and saw it was alive and hideously staring out at them.

 

Chapter 25

 

The First Contact Situation

 

While it shifted out Eisenberg stood horrified and tried to move, and to examine its celestial formation, wondering what it was, and what they had made contact with, realizing it was not solid and was some form of energy formation, and he wondered why it was so different and powerful, and gasped when he thought he saw it had demon features.

Its glowing, altering, hideous shape stopped at the edge of its sphere, which had been the artifact, and he felt energy surges from it and stood trying to grasp what it was doing, and he realized it had to be made of some form of energy, and he considered if it was actually keeping itself alive, and in existence, almost consistently stopping itself vanishing, and he wondered if it could properly exist in the universe, and wondered if it would just vanish into nothing, and they moved back when it altered its formation, and he wondered how the hell they were going to communicate with it, and if it even used language.

Suddenly he spotted the others react and saw visions emerge all around them, and he saw they were star formations, and flashing about, and he realized it was communicating with them and showing regions of space, and he wondered how the scientists could record the visions, and if they would show up in the film footage being taken, and saw a scientist confirm it, and he wondered if any of the scientists identified the stars.

He was sure it was an exploration of the vast depths of the universe, and he spotted a massive sphere of light glowing and expanding, and wondered what the hell it was, and wondered how it propelled itself across the blackness of space, and if it could even travel without a starship, and floated and shot through space like a ghost going through the stars.

They watched stunning suns shoot by and them increasing in density, and accuracy, and he was sure it was showing them a region of space it existed in, and he saw its powers increase, while it transformed itself, and further from its original state.

Space and time seemed unrecognizable, and mysterious, and he felt he would never fully understanding it, and it seemed to search for a solution to something and suddenly all the visions vanished, and it altered further, and he wondered if they could provide it with energy or something to complete its transformation, and if they should treat it as dangerous.

Suddenly all their technology, and mainly computers, burst into life, and the scientists looked up surprised, as it took control of them, and started giving them information, and taking and searching for information, and he watched it make a gesture and enter the center region of the energy sphere.

The sphere became far more powerful, and its appearance became lethal, and he realized the sphere’s original activation was far less, and they stood staggered when its center turned almost blinding and exploded out, and a sudden shockwave blasted out, knocking everything over, and it died away, as it vanished.

 

Chapter 26

 

The Time Traveler

 

Eisenberg sat in the library still staggered at the outcome at what occurred at the Extraterrestrial Investigation Center and still vastly confused at what they knew, and he even believed he was far more in the dark at what it was, and it was doing there.

Once the paranormal investigator arrived, after questioning one of the scientists on the phone, he knew he had something.

“What did they tell you?” Kurt asked the paranormal investigator, as he picked up a book. “Tell us what you found!”

The paranormal investigator glanced up, and reluctantly placed the book he held down, and replied, “This astounds me, and I am still staggered how both events are connected … The artifact could be the only alien arrival this world has had … Those vampires are also astounding …”

“What was the scientists explanation of the artifact and all the information it gave them on their computers, before it left?”

“They are positive! They’re positive it was a time machine pod from the future …”

“It traveled through space and time …”

“From what they got I say it traveled back from Earth’s future … They believe it was some form of mission … They believe that time travel does not properly work … That it experimented with it … Though they can send energy forms, they could not properly send anything physical … They believe it was converted into some form of energy or something – of colossal degrees – and perhaps even virtually forced itself back through time – and that it never properly worked and it surely never arrived where it should, and far further back in time than it should, and with not enough energy to return, or even alter to this place …”

“It was a trapped extraterrestrial time traveler of the future …”

“They found out some other things … Which I believe … They believe it arrived on this world in the future from somewhere … And – going by what they claimed it found – they found the remains of our civilization on the world … They believe they destroyed themselves in some form catastrophe … That there was barely anything left … I believe it left to find out what we were like, and were doing here, and perhaps to make contact with us, and find out why it happened …”

Eisenberg sat back thinking it over, astounded at such a thing could be hidden in such a place, and influence so much, and realized that proper time travel might be impossible, and be far too dangerous if they did manage to recreate it …

He imagined it trapped there as an entity, not existing and existing, through centuries, perhaps thousands of years, unable to leave its confines, perhaps imprisoned for all eternity.

 

Chapter 27

 

The Haunted Wood

 

Eisenberg could not tell what it was and if it was the strange dark wood they had entered, altered trees and landscape, or what was there that was so strange, and he searched around him, through the trees, and searched for the vampires.

Their discovery of the wood had been lucky, and he still wondered if the paranormal investigator had got it wrong, as he claimed the wood was perfectly positioned for the vampires to hide in, for them to safely perform their attacks on New York, and the incredible thing about it was it resembled the wood in Transylvania where Dracula’s castle had been, and it was the drawings of it and finding the giant wood on the television and an occurrence there that drew their attention to it.

What they could find out about it gave little, but they had found a structure in it, and though it was old and derelict they were sure it could be where the vampires stayed at night.

Everything confused him and he started to think that just about anything could occur and realize the danger they were in, and there was no reason to believe they could not exist in the light of day, and that they were just night creatures, and as he led Kurt and the paranormal investigator through the dense undergrowth and tress he started to imagine strange dark figures behind trees, and a mysterious distant light, but everything he found was either vegetation, trees, fallen trees, but he started to realize it was starting to get dark, and the time it took to get through the wood, dense undergrowth, was impeding their progress.

Occasionally he heard distant things being violently smashed, but saw powerful wind surges blasting about, and he started to believe it was the wood itself, or the region, and it had a supernatural presence, either from the vampires or something else there, which could be why they had gone there.

What staggered him the most was how dark it would be soon, and he rushed on, and believed that they might be able to achieve their objective and that there would be an eventual conclusion to the event, and events, but the place was shrouded everywhere with increasing denser vegetation and he even started wondering if they could get through it, and in the distant he heard what he was sure were wolves, and it left him trying to contemplate what was there, and at times sounds emerged like they were coming out the ground, and from underground shafts.

 

Chapter 28

 

The Vampire Hideout

 

Eisenberg thought supernatural regions existed, and that they had entered something, and when they entered the derelict building he was staggered that anyone could build and stay in such place.

It confused him, what they were doing, after all he had encountered, and now believed existed, compared with before, and he did not know what it was, and just tried to grasp how dangerous it was, and he rushed into the building before it became too dark, and to stop the vampires reviving before they found them, and he kept his eye on Kurt and the paranormal investigator.

He considered all the things he had heard of the supernatural trying to grasp what it was he was missing. He was sure they had discovered more than they realized, and he analyzed everything in a far greater degree.

At the top floor, he stopped suddenly, tiredly and startled by something, and he sensed something, and he moved on slowly, as Kurt and the paranormal investigator followed him, and he heard something somewhere.

For a long time he stared into the dimness recognizing little, as he strolled on, and gasped for a few seconds when he thought he was being watched by something in a region of darkness ahead, and was surprised something appeared there and he saw large box shapes, and kept examining them, and realized that it was tombs, and that they were in the same style as the vampire tombs back at the mansion, and realized that they were placed directly at the central region of the building.

At the tombs he heard silent sounds from something, and realized how dark it was and shifted silently up to them, searching everything everywhere, while he considered putting on his light, but he could give his presence away, if he had not been noticed.

A sudden blast, and explosion of light, left him stunned, while he crept on, and he froze, waiting to die, and die hideously for what he had done, and he stood confused, and saw what looked like a vampire illuminated in bright light standing in front of him, and he wondered what the hell it was, and after examining it closely it looked like a humanoid, and it seemed to welcome him, and he studied it and realized that it was a form of hologram.

It eventually altered, to do something, and do something to itself, and he remained trying to identify it, and he felt energy from it, and sheer power, and it reminded him of the extraterrestrial at the research center, and something about it, which he could not quite grasp.

 

Chapter 29

 

The Supernatural Universe

 

Behind the glowing entity Eisenberg saw a hideous slithering black devilish shape emerge from the blackness, out of a tomb, and he froze, and recognized it was Dracula, as it shifted slowly towards them.

While it crept up he watched it somehow alter, and it froze, unable to move, and the glowing extraterrestrial stood staring at it.

Suddenly he saw visions of star formations, and suddenly realized the glowing extraterrestrial was making contact with them, and showing them regions of space.

He felt energy surges from it and realized he was picking up telepathic messages from it, and it explained it was made of some form of energy, and existed in the past, and he realized it was a time traveler, like the extraterrestrial in the artifact.

Suddenly it altered his thoughts and he realized it was not a time traveler and that time travel could not properly be used in the universe, and only in its own universe, and he realized it was in a supernatural universe, and it had transmitted itself as a form of hologram, from the past.

It told him of an eminent scientist that once existed in its universe, who carried out experiments on transferring things into other universes, and in the end experimented on itself, and altered itself to exist in the universe, but its experiments altered it, and altered it into a monster being, trapping it in the universe, and unable to return to its universe, and its name had been Dracula.

They had found a way to transfer themselves, as a form of energy/hologram, energy formations, and took the form of humanoids, and tried to rid the world of his vampires, and it had been them that had trapped Dracula in the wood at the front of his castle, when he had returned, and they had left him dormant in the tomb, in the mansion/castle, as they had been unable to repair the damage he had done to himself.

They had searched for a method, and had searched the future of the world, and had eventually found a way, and they had someone move the castle to New York, and had placed over the artifact, before its discovery.

Eisenberg realized that the only way they could help Dracula was with the highly advanced extraterrestrial technology from the artifact, and they wanted Eisenberg to take Dracula, now dormant, to the Extraterrestrial Investigation Center research chamber, and with the knowledge they got from the extraterrestrial and artifact, and equipment they now had, to use it to repair and alter Dracula and transfer him back to his own universe, where they would return him to his own time.

 

Epilogue

 

The Lost Time Pod

 

For centuries the energy formation rested trapped under the Earth, and fiercely waiting to leave its confines, and imprisonment, frequently reawakening, with deadly energy surges blasting out.

Its shape inside the energy pod had pulsated when awakened, feeling little awareness, and had found little activity, which it had no real way of checking.

Its energy capsule was molded about it, with only some functions, with little power, and with no proper observations.

It perceived little and its thoughts wandered and it occasionally recollected distorted memories that had turned incomprehensible, from what had led it to its lethal error, and it could barely realize why it had survived or had annihilated itself.

It had activated vague sensors and felt vast unstable energy explosions blast out across dimensions with such force it felt like it threatened to make space and time completely rip apart, and destroy the fabric of space and time, and it had constantly realized it could do little when it had checked if anything had been detected anywhere.

The hideous situation had left it ensnared and recalling the colossal powers it once had and firmly contemplating the dangers and its chances of survival.

Its mission had been unbelievable and it realized how deadly it had been and recalled little of why it had once contemplated there not being any danger.

Its near destruction had amazed it and it frequently realized it had no proper presence and had become a form of unknown energy/formation, altering to something that it never recognized.

It turned invisible, and translucent, and the outer universe vanished from its thoughts, and it occasionally imagined echoes of its voyager functioning and its massive energy pulsations blasting out across the whole of creation.

Its revival attempts sustained, and the Earth and mankind evolved, and it realized its mind-boggling powers were dwindling, and it realized it would one day no longer exist, and it gradually turned itself completely dormant – and for as long as a hundred years – waiting for it to be revived to complete its deadly mission.


The Celestial

An action-packed thriller with stories of mind-bending ultimate celestials from beyond space and time! Workmen during the Second World War uncover something of unknown origins in an underground cavity, and leading scientists and archeologists are brought in, and discover something buried away deeper below, hundreds of feet down, thousands of years old, and a blurred image of it is detected, and they grasp its colossal size! An ultimate celestial traveler of colossal magnitude and origins emerges and crashes in the past, and after being buried deep underground for centuries, haunting a vast region, ends up buried below a haunted mansion!

  • ISBN: 9781370088492
  • Author: CosmicBlueCB
  • Published: 2017-09-03 00:35:18
  • Words: 41088
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