While Story, his companions, and their friends learn more about the threat they face and how to stop it, they also track down those responsible for unleashing it - with dangerous results.
Archie Pennyfeather,[b]Archie[/b] was certain that the described object was not Egyptian in origin. In fact, it did not resemble the style of any culture on Earth, for if it had, he would have known about it. He found this very disturbing.
[spoiler][b]Archie[/b], please roll Sanity. Sanity loss is 0/1.[/spoiler]
OOC,Everyone who has points in Cthulhu Mythos may also roll against that.
Archie suddenly staggers against furniture, going quite pale.
"God's Holy Blood!" This technically blasphemous cry is evidence both of his sometime career as a sailor and his current shock.
Archie mops his brow with a handkerchief and attempts to pull himself together. As he speaks, his normally cheerful voice is shaking.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have just had a terrible realisation. Firstly, I must tell you that in peacetime I am an ecclesiastical archeologist. I hold a doctorate in archeology from Cambridge."
"Having had time now to consider the contents of that letter..." He trails off.
Archie struggles to find the right words but continues after a moment. "This tiny coffin object the letter refers to ... I am certain it is not Egyptian in origin. In fact, it does not resemble the style of any culture on Earth, for if it had, I would have known about it."
"Do you understand what I'm saying?" He looks desperately at the others.
"Oh my!" Murmurs Phyllis, "You mean to say.... If you were not a man of the cloth I should scold you for pulling my leg, Reverend Pennyfeather!" But Phyllis is really just prattling to cover her shock at the clergyman's words.
"Even in the Church of England we do believe in angels and demons, neither remotely human. But this..." Perplexed, he trails off, lost in a world of his own thoughts.
Archie Pennyfeather,It occurred to [b]Archie[/b] that since [b]Catherine[/b] hadn't had it on her person and it wasn't found in the house, it was most likely that either [b]James[/b] or [b]Madeline Steadman[/b] was carrying it. This made sense, as they'd be loathe to leave something so valuable somewhere, especially if they intended on using it.
Archie, seemingly talking more to himself than the others, mutters, "Surely one of the Steadmans must have the terrible thing on them? It's not at their home and the mother doesn't have it."
"You're right Reverend!" Eugene exclaims, fixing the Archie with a wild-eyed stare. "My money's on Madeline; her husband seemed more in thrall to her than anything else when they... When they got me."
He pauses for a moment.
"Unless of course he's taking it to this meeting... Perhaps to use against the Jerries the next time they come over..."
"Madeleine could be carrying it in her handbag now, up in the ward!" Exclaims Phyllis. "Are you sure they are safe up there? Those other patients could be in danger." She says to Anna.
Eugene pauses, as if forcing himself to speak of something he is reluctant to articulate.
"P-perhaps you could take me up to the ward - y'know, for excercise. I could cause a scene with them and maybe grab Madeline's handbag. As much as I never want to see those witches again, they wouldn't dare cast their spells in public... wouldn't they?"
