Sins of the Fathers

What Lies Beneath
An ominous discovery

Elatha had woken up first and turned on the lights. Sure enough, once we woke up the two statues were still there staring back. We decided to check out the statues and the door again. We tried studying the runes, we could read “Danger”, “Vrill’ya” or Mage, and before that a word that seemed to mean negative, as in not. With further inspection we worked out the runes meant that mages could not open the door.

We cast some minor mage sight spells to help solve the riddles with the mysteries and cast our gaze towards the statues. We first noticed that by chanting the ancient High Speech the statues appeared to be waking up. Syl could see protective spells placed on the statues but could not quite work out what. I could also see that they were not meant to wake up for another 1037 years, 3 months, 2 days, 4 hours, 17 minutes and 26 .4 seconds. They had been sleeping for 3962 years, 8 months, 28 days, 19 hours, 42 minutes and 33.6 seconds. There were conditional clauses to wake the statues up early and we seemed to have triggered one. By focusing on Fate I could see that some causes included someone leaving the door or a mage trying to enter the door.

Elatha came up with the idea that since they were waking up when we chanted in High Speech, perhaps vulgar magic would wake them up completely. I was happy to oblige. I channeled time into my limbs accelerating my body well beyond any sleeper could imagine. I could run at about a third of the speed of sound! And I did! It was awesome!

However that didn’t help with the door and I suddenly felt a more pressing need to get inside that door. I thought that since the previous door required some mage blood, or blood with mana in it, to open, this door might require blood without mana. With Syl recently drained of mana, is suggested she use any remaining mana within her blood and try using her blood on the door. When she cooperated she was a little slow, so I gladly assisted her. It didn’t work. Then I thought maybe we should smear the blood on the crystals. Oily rag in hand, Syl reached for the crystal in the chest of the statue without the spear. Closer and closer she reached until was almost in touching the crystal when the statue moved. It grabbed both of her hands in a tight grip. She was trapped and couldn’t put the oily rag to her mouth to take a drag.

Syl went to reach around the statues arms to take the oily rag from her hand, when I quickly snatched it out of her hand and put it out with my shoe, telling her it was bad for her health. Elatha promptly lit one of his own oily rags. This seemed to make syl angry, she turned her arm into a snake and slipped free. Then she picked up her oily rag. As she drew it to her mouth the thing grew to its original length and lit up with a burst of flame from the oily rag itself. In the mean time the statue had returned to its cross armed pose.

Elatha decided to get some of the blood and casually walk up and touch the crystal on the statue. It was now that I decided I might need my diplomatic immunity and called upon the mysteries to obtain it. When Elatha reached for the crystal, the statue promptly slapped him for his attempt. He then tried to flick the blood onto the crystal from a safe distance, but the blood did not want to land on the crystal. Syl wanted to go back to the city and still some human blood, however that would take too long. I suggested that she turn herself and Elatha green again and then try to come at one statue from three directions. She agreed, and promptly turned Elatha green and then herself. It’s not easy being green. Syl suddenly decided she didn’t need our help to smear the crystal.

She approached the statue, when she got close both statues moved in response. Talking in High Speech one statue said “Leave” as the other statue hit Syl with the butt of the spear. The first statue stepped in front of the door blocking the path. The second cautioned Syl off. I turned my sonic screwdriver on and leveled it at the spear, I would not allow him to use it again. Elatha told the statue in high speech to “Stand aside” which the statue responded with “Do not command me” in High Speech. Elatha, again in High Speech said “Please”. Again the Statue responded with “Do not command me” in High Speech. This time in English, Elatha pleaded “It was a request not a command”. The second statue told us “Leave” in English. Syl must have backed off far enough as the spear wielding statue returned to its original position. Feeling frustrated Elatha threw his shoe at the first statue. The statue caught it and would not return it.

Syl had walked and lit up one of Elatha’s oily rags. A few moments later I heard a voice say “Spit”. It seemed to be in my head, but then I heard Syl actually spit. Elatha suggested using the corkscrew to remove a crystal. Syl said she had made a way to get in but had to wait. I said I would try the corkscrew as time was of the essence. I walked up to the statue and reached up to the crystal with the corkscrew. As I drew closer, the statue, ignoring my diplomatic immunity, punched me. I stumbled back with the wind knocked out of me. When I caught my breath, I stood up. I could feel my anger and wraith building inside me. I leveled my sonic screw driver at the statue, with the help of the mysteries the statue blinked out of existence. I knew it would be two years before the statue would returned.

Syl sat down to wait, she seemed convinced there was nothing else to do. Elatha pulled out some marbles and started to throw them wildly around the room. My need for urgency seemed to fade. I decided to explore the rest of the ruins. The best I could tell is that all the other rooms in side passages were cells. This whole place was a prison of some kind. So what is in the other room? Could it be an inmate? If so it must be the one that needs the most secure confinement. Or could it be the Warden? Someone so powerful, that he could keep this place running and a secret.
After a few hours exploring I returned to the chamber where Syl and Elatha were. When I made it back into the chamber I heard a sound. Elatha seemed to hear it too. It was coming from the cave.

Elatha and I headed towards the entrance of the cave where it meets the ruins. We could hear someone stumble down the cave. Syl had followed uninterestingly behind us. I called out, but got no response. Elatha and I headed down the cave. We found a man that had passed out, he had succumbed to the fowl air of the cave. He was wearing what looked like the uniform of a council worker. We picked him up and carried him to the fresh air in the ruins. Syl seemed unsurprised about this man’s appearance in the ruins. Conveniently, when we need a sleeper, one appeared for us.

He woke up, and seemed a bit surprised to see us down here, but a little more surprised to see the ruins down here. He said his name was George. He then demanded to know what authority we had to be down here. I pulled out papers saying we were from the USGS (United States Geological Survey). He seemed happy with that. Syl said we should get him to the door. We took him down there. He walked up to it and a door knob formed, he twisted the knob and pushed the door open. Thank you George.

We headed into the room, I told George to wait closer to the entrance. There was a sarcophagus in the centre of the room. Around the room were little alcoves, one of which seemed to have a slight breeze coming from it. Elatha used the Mysteries to see were the threads connecting the spiders were joined too. He said it was George, but that didn’t make sense to us. He then quietly said “We should kill George”. Unfortunately Syl responded loudly by saying “We are not going to kill George”. Unfortunately George heard this, said “What the fuck?” he then turned and ran out the door. It was then we remembered what the triggers were to wake up the statues. The only statue now, the one with the spear, turned and thrust the spear into George’s side as he tried to run. I was reacting before when he started to run. I had brought the sonic screw driver up and leveled it at George. I reached to hour glass of time and upturned it for a moment, returning the most recently dropped sands back into the bulb of the future. I heard once again, Elatha say “We should kill George”. I quickly slapped my hand over Syl’s mouth and put a finger to my lips to shush her. I quietly and severely told them to stop talking about killing and called George down to us.

I asked George to accompany Syl to the alcove with breeze in it and check it out. Elatha went and checked out the sarcophagus and I went to look at the other alcoves. I found that there were some reasonably well preserved remains in some of the alcoves. Elatha had attempted to open the sarcophagus but could not budge it. I went over to have a look for symbols on the sarcophagus. There were none on the golden lid, but they were all over the sides. George said he thought we were geologists not archaeologists. I told him I was a geologist and I usually brought my friend El, the archaeologist, along on trips. He seemed to buy that but I could tell he was a little afraid of being here and maybe a little of us. He came up, with Elatha’s prompting to the sarcophagus to see if he recognized anything. We found the Atlantean rune for “Tremere” on the sides. I knew that the Tremere Lich was a left handed legacy but Syl seemed more afraid of this and begun looking for the rune for “Legacy”. Elatha wanted to open it but Syl said no. It was now George decided to leave. I ordered Syl to stop him. She tackled him to the ground near the entrance. I put the sonic screwdriver to the back of his head. Elatha put his hand out of the door the statue started to move to stop him leaving. Seeing the statue move seemed to make George even more aggravated. With the help of the Mysteries I encouraged him to sleep.

Descent into Darkness
What lies below San Fierro?

Elatha and I started looking for a safe way down. I called out to Syl again, this time she didn’t sound so good. Elatha decided to through caution to wind and slid down, I thought that looked like fun. When we got to the bottom, Syl was at our feet. There were spiders everywhere, as far as the eye could see. But they were only in the shadows. Even when we shined our torches on them, they scampered into the darkness. Every species in the universe has an illogical fear of the dark, from what I’m seeing now they are wrong, it is perfectly logical. These spiders were about as large as a bird eating spider but white in colour, and hairless. Giant Arachnid Vashta Nerrada. It looked like Syl had been bitten. The two little bits were oozing a black substance, and her veins were visible and black right up her right arm. I helped her to her feet, as I did a drop of the black substance oozed from her hand and dropped on my shoe. It spread for a second and dried, as if it was turning to dust. I helped Syl back up to the entrance, while Elatha held back the spiders by staring at them. I got Syl back to Angelina. In there she dropped some more of thst ooze onto the ground, again it just turned to dust. I asked her not to get any of that on the floor. I connected with Elatha, he told me he was going to go deeper into the cave. I asked him to wait and I would go with him. Syl knows a lot about the Life Arcanum and would be fine.

I returned to the cave opening, inside the spiders seemed to have encircled Elatha, but they were not attacking. As I moved down, the spiders were moving up, but they avoided me. I joined Elatha an we started heading down the cave. The cave turned to the left and continued to descend. The cave was dirty at the entrance but then became dry. As we descended further and further the air became denser and heavier. Elartha started to struggle and stumble as we bouldered around the large pieces of debris strewn about the floor that had fused with cave from centuries of groundwater acting on this hidden system. I had to evoke the mysteries to help Elatha make it. But Elatha insisted we keep striving forward. Looking back we could see a light coming from behind us. We heard an echo of Syl’s voice call out. Using the cave walls to talk to each other we decided to continue separately and let Syl catch us. It got harder and harder to continue. I had to keep supporting Elatha as we went. He seemed just about to succumb to carbon dioxide poisoning when Syl showed up. She had managed to catch us. I was pleased to see that her veins were no longer black and the two little holes were no longer dripping black puss, or there at all. However, it was a little concerning the she was, well, green, a deep shade of green. A green that is… what’s that colour? It’s the colour of the British Aston Martins, the racing ones, oh what is it called? Oh, oh, oh British Racing Green. She decided to help out Elatha and made him the same colour, although could understand why he was now British Racing Green. Nor could i, but if it works. They were still both struggling with their breath but did not seem to have a problem with the excess carbon dioxde in the air.

We continue forward. After 2 hours 47 minutes and 15.43 seconds, the cave started to have more defined edges, even walls and a roof. From the time frame and the general direction we were travelling, I estimated that we were directly under the CBD of San Fierro. There was brickwork on the floor. I had a look at the brickwork, it was old, impossibly old, older than anything I have seen on this island. The bricks were older than the limestone we have been trekking across all this time. We continued further into the cavern. After a further 27 minutes and 28.31 seconds we discovered that chamber was much larger. On the roof were two rows of chandeliers that were equidistant from each other and the walls. There were a few other passages joining this cavern from the sides. The light of our torches finally seemed to find the end of the cavern. There was a metal door. We got to the door and discovered that it wasn’t metal at all but stone. There were Atlantian runes around the frame, Elathe took out the Rayne’s notebook and began to study them. He had suggested that Syl should run full pelt at the door, which would open it. The only one i could make out was “Danger”. I examined the door. Elatha found the Antlantian words “Behind”, “Door” and “Vril’ya”. This led me to remember the novel called Vril, about the subterrainian race. This is likely one of their subterranean cities. Elatha drew a circle on the stone, and then smudged it for some reason. I worked out the door was made out of orichalum. An ancient stone that was believed to be used along with gold and silver to construct Atlantis. We worked out that the door needed to absorb some mana to open it. Realising that there is mana flowing through our very blood, Elatha cut the soft skin under his finger nails. He smudged the blood on the door, the blood seemed to be absorbed by the orichalcum door. A door knob appeared where Elatha had drawn the chalk circle. He grabbed the door knob, turned and pushed.

There was a corridor behind the tunnel. On the walls were narrow, black panals. Closer inspection revealed that just behind the black seemed to be shimmering colours. Syl poked it and the colours seemed to spread along the bands. I held my hand on the panel, and the colours continued to spread, making the colour brighter. They lit up the room to a point where we no longer needed the torches. The panels were linked on either side. We continued further forward, holding our hands against the black panels. The corridor opened up, the panels continued around the sides, up the walls and across the roof. There were two statues on the other side of the room in front of another orichalcum door. When we ventured closer to the door and statues, we could see there was a crystal in the skull of one of the statue that had crossed arms. The second statue that held a spear had a crystal in its skull, and another in its chest. There were two more holes for crystals it the statues shoulders. The crystals had Atlantian runes that read as “Defender”, “Magic”, and “Mundane”. There also seemed to be a light within the crystals. We realised that it was 11:54pm San Andreas Time. Elatha curled up in the corner, while Syl and I let the lights go out. Syl decided to keep watch for four hours and then woke me up. I decided it wasn’t necessary so went back to sleep.

Elementary my Dear Sylvia
The Power of The Coming Race

I waited…..


A car approached….

Somebody stepped out….

They had a torch, and shone it my way….

They called out….

It was….

Just Syl. I was worried for a minute there. Anyway, Elatha joined us near the base of the shack with Syl’s Mystery Stalker, whom Elatha is calling Barry. We entered the shack, we struggled to hold our meals down, Syl’s mystery stalker failed. We examined the area and Elatha asked about the book. I gave it to him and we left the shack, avoiding the vomit. We started walking towards the car when we heard a blood curtailing howl. Then another. Five werewolves came out of the darkness. Circling us like the predators they are, and we were their prey. I said hi. One suddenly grew in size and then shrank to human size, then loomed out of the darkness. They told us to leave but not very politely. Syl’s mystery stalker fled to the car and we followed. She couldn’t get the car started, but with Elatha’s luck she managed to despite what sounded like a flooded engine. She drove off like a woman possessed. It took me several moments to use my sonic screwdriver to reverse the polarity of her neural pathways to calm her down. After that Syl drove back to her place. Elatha started reading the book with my help. He pointed out a word that seemed to be standing out to him, so I helped them stand out and do a show tune for him. Vril. She let me inside, then took Syl’ mystery stalker home. I was fast asleep by the time she returned.

In the morning we woke, had breakfast and after some oblations we headed back to the desert. We stopped for lunch at the Lil’ Probe inn. It was a UFO themed restaurant that didn’t seem to mind strange orders. Syl order a hamburger, held it up, looked at it for awhile then put it down. She went to the restroom and we could hear her throw up. When she came back she grabbed a salad and went outside to make a call. After Elatha and I finished our meals we went outside, Elatha taking Syl’s hamburger outside with him. He sat there and started to eat it in front of her while she ate her salad. All of a sudden she dropped the salad and snatched the hamburger, scoffing it down in seconds. She seemed concerned that someone was influencing her mind. I took a look on the drive to Angelina. The ring she wears seems to be giving her a compulsion to be obsessive and addictive.

We arrived at Angelina, and headed straight to the library. Syl asked about a book called Vril, and I pulled it out for her. The book is a novel that centers on a young, independently wealthy traveler (the narrator), who accidentally finds his way into a subterranean world occupied by beings who seem to resemble angels and call themselves Vril-ya. The hero soon discovers that the Vril-ya are descendants of an antediluvian civilization who live in networks of subterranean caverns linked by tunnels. It is a technologically supported Utopia, chief among their tools being the “all-permeating fluid” called “Vril”, a latent source of energy which his spiritually elevated hosts are able to master through training of their will, to a degree which depends upon their hereditary constitution, giving them access to an extraordinary force that can be controlled at will. The powers of the will include the ability to heal, change, and destroy beings and things; the destructive powers in particular are awesomely powerful, allowing a few young Vril-ya children to wipe out entire cities if necessary. It is also suggested that the Vril-ya are fully telepathic. The narrator states that in time, the Vril-ya will run out of habitable spaces underground and start claiming the surface of the Earth, destroying mankind in the process if necessary. This could be related to Atlantis. I read in a newspaper recently about a cave being discovered under the Gant Bridge.

With a little luck we opened the door of Angelina looking out from under Gant Bridge. We heard a couple of guys trying to work out where the port-a-loo came from. Elatha went looking for a construction helmet. Syl and I walked out, incognito. One of the guys had just finished up talking to the Department of sanitation to get the loo removed. After a brief chat we found out that people went missing in the cave and one guy was still in a comma after being bitten by a white spider, two weeks prior. After he left Elatha found his way back with a helmet. I grabbed some lights and a rope and we headed into the cave. Syl slipped and fell down and out of site. We called out, and she said she was ok.

I wonder where this cave goes….

Hunt for a Good Book
Searching for Nunya

With the revelations of the events of the previous week, I showed Syl the past. She had not seen the book that was described by the gang. With Elatha’s aid I glanced into the past to when Syl and her previous investigation party arrived. There it was, the notebook, sitting on a side table. While most of the team was focused on the closed door, one of them pocketed the book. It was a shifty looking man with shifty eyes, I found out later it was Nunya. Nunya was a Mage with plenty of raw power. An Apprentice of Forces, Space and Matter who dabbled in Fate and Mind. Syl would later tell me that he was a paranoid conspiracy nutter that had a broadcast on the radio waves on a daily basis. We were brainstorming ways to get that book to us, when we heard a cough at the back door, Syl was in the process of being sick in response. Elatha and I started for the front door with Syl in tow. Fortunately when we left through the front door. Fortune smiled on us when we left as a LSPD Officer had just walked past the house and disappeared out of sight as we exited the Rayne’s home.

We had lunch at a cheeseburger restaurant at the beach. The cheeseburgers were delicious, Syl found them to be quite bland so settle for a couple of jelly babies instead. Syl drove us back to her place, as Elatha and I formulated a plan. When we arrived at Syl’s place, from the car we saw that her door was open. I asked if she heard a cloister bell, as it turns out she had heard a cloister bell. We went in quietly, there was a delicious smell emanating from the kitchen. We headed there to investigate. It was Syl’s Mystery Stalker, and she was doing something of the most grotesque nature….she…..was…….cooking!

Elatha and I started taking care of business in Syl’s living room, while Syl. She really needs a couch. He decided at a whim to make it my destiny to find Rayne’s notebook, and I added a little luck to the task. I suddenly realised that there could be a book in the library that could help. I told Elatha that I would be back in a minute and left to visit Angelina.

I couldn’t seem to find the book in the Library, maybe Syl has it. I left the library, then Angelina. But, her plans had obviously changed. I was no longer outside a construction yard, but in the middle of a dessert! I looked around and saw an old radar dish with a small shack near it. There were cables between the shack and the dish. As I moved closer to the shack I noticed a horrific smell, as if some kind of animal died in there. I opened the door and there was a corpse on the floor. I recognised it as Nunya, but it looked as though he was squeezed like toothpaste. I looked back in time to see what happened to him. He was reading Rayne’s notebook when there was a knock at the door. Nunya looked shocked and stashed the notebook under the bed. At the door was his dead wife, who just happened to be a vampire came back, talked to him, hugged him, and then squeezed the life out of him, literally. She ran terrified at what she had just done.

I retrieved the book from where it was hidden for the week. I returned to Angelina to have a read of the book. It was fascinating! All the stuff on Atlantis! Rayne believed that Atlantis was right here at San Andreas! Rayne wanted to discuss some history with the leaders of the Werewolves and of the Vampires. This could be what he died for….

I left Angelina, hoping to be back near Syl’s place, I wasn’t. I contacted Syl with my mind. She seemed terrible troubled by this. If I didn’t know any better I would guess that she is a little schizophrenic. She seemed to know where I was and was coming to get me.

There was a howl of towards the North. Wolves maybe, or worse.

Another of to the South, I hope Syl gets here soon.

Another, from yet another direction.

The Werewolves…..



At what point?

At a certain point in your life you need to ask yourself, what did I get myself into?

Let’s do a recap,

A carnie, Elatha, (and that would be using the name as a compliment), decides that my doorstep, (and wall for some strange reason), looked inviting. The Doc seems to like him, and fate seems to smile on him.

The Doc, I feel is one check up short of a full practice. The Doc has helped me out in a few scrapes, so perhaps it’s the insanity that keeps him coming back to me.

My new ‘friend’, Denise I believe her name is. I’ve found a new friend who seems to like me and apparently sends me hampers. Oh and she breaks into my house and destroys the gauntlet near my house like a three year old draws with a crayon. (note to self, get the door lock replaced).

Oh and I’ve got the hierarch and who knows who else breathing down my neck because I’ve hit some very large walls in what appears to be a rather impressive killing of three of the scariest people in town. So the next scariest have decided that I’m the person to look into this. Oh I did I mention the abyssals? Well I best not, good to save some stuff for next time.

So is it time to ask that question?

Hell no.

P.S. Almost forgot, some man, clearly in need of a cheeseburger has decided that children need to be taken away and to punish the parents. I really need to find some better hobbies.

Conclusions and Revelations
It all comes out in the end

After a good night’s rest, Angelina still had not moved. I went through my morning rituals and then over to Syl’s to do my other rituals. Syl arrived home, I assume after spending the night at Mrs Mison’s house. As predicted she was exhausted. She put breakfast on then passed out on her bed. That Elatha wasn’t with her, however, Miss Syl’s Mystery Stalker knocked on the door. She had a gift hamper, and asked to come in. I said no, she then offered for me to pass on the hamper, which I agreed to after I had determined it wasn’t a bomb. I laid out all the Items neatly around Syl. Finally I checked the police files to find out if any of the missing children had siblings. Only David Wilson did, a 10 year old sister at the time. I got the last known address and took Syl’s car to San Fierro.

After a two hour, twenty-seven minute and fifteen second drive, I arrived at the address. I’m my way up to the apartment I tried opening my eyes to the mysteries but the attempt failed to hold. I tried again, this time succeeding only to see a woman trying to stop me using my spells. I confronted her, she was annoyed that I came into her territory and was casting spells. Her name was Tsi, she was a part of The August Mansion. She insisted I speak to Wu Zi.

We went down stairs and got into Tzi’s Transam. We took off, Tzi hugged the corners, performed smooth racing changes. Even in the overcrowded China Town, the people just seemed to step out of her way at the right time. She pulled into an underground garage and parked next to a lift. She instructed me to go up. I did.

The lift opened up to what I first thought was a Chinese restaurant, I then noticed that the furniture didn’t fit into Chinese restaurant, or the walls, or any of the rest of the decor. There was an old Chinese man whom I assumed was Wu Zi. He gestured for me to sit down, and then made some tea. It was Chinese tea but not bad. I apolgised for encroaching on his territory, and then explained why I was in San Fierro. Finally he said the only words I heard him say “One Day”. He then left, after waiting a minute, I too left by the lift.

When I got back to the garage, Tzi’s Transam was waiting for me, facing the other direction now. Curious about Wu Zi’s cryptic response I asked Tzi what it meant. She told me I had a day to find out what I needed too. She asked why I wanted to talk to Amy Wilson. She said something about Syl being on an important mission from CJ, and that I was supposed to be helping. When I told her she seemed pissed off. She stopped suddenly and got out of her car to make a phone call. Whoever she was talking too, she was clearly pissed off. She kicked a garbage bin and got back into the car. I think Syl is in trouble.

When we arrived back at Amy Wilson’s apartment, I got out and Tzi took off, so much for help. I headed up again. An again opening my eyes to the mysteries. I also tried a little luck and made some psychic paper. I knocked on the door and announced myself as a Los Santos PD. Amy answered the door and I produced my psychic paper, thank you Christopher Eccelston. After some initial questions she let me in. When I explained that I was investigating the cold case from a new angle, Amy produced a file, with drawing of the slender man. She said that her brother had drawn these and that at the time he had told her that the slender man would save them from their abusive father. After a brief discussion, I left, her eyes were full of hope. When I got outside I could feel Elatha’s mind ask me “Where?”. I decided to contact him and jumped to his mind. First thing was me critising him for one useless word. We had a bit of a discussion with him talking to Syl at the same time. We decided to meet at Syl’s place as soon as possible.

After two hours, twenty seven minutes and fifteen seconds, I arrived back at Syl’s place. I arrived at the same time as myself. When we meet up with Syl inside, she seemed a little distracted by something. I let them know about my trip to San Fierro and Elatha told us about his meeting with a thirteen year old boy from the preschool. After this exchange I asked Syl about what the mission CJ put her on. She eventually explained after I recounted my experience with Tsi. We decided that we had hit a dead end as far as the missing children go. We decided to have a look at Rayne’s place.

We arrived at the place Syl said was Rayne’s house. It was covered in police tape and there was a cop watching the back entrance. So we went into the front, the place was trashed. Apparently it was not left like this by Syl and her companions. I looked back in time, guided by fate. I saw that someone had broke into the place before about a week earlier. A gang of thugs, led by a young Mage. The Mage told the others to search for a notebook. They trashed the place, the Mage walked up to a door and blew a way into Rayne’s Sanctum with a powerful artifact. He emerged a short time later, quite furious. When one of his gang questioned the Mage, the Mage killed him with magic. I must find that notebook.

A Chance Encounter
And then there were three

After Syl left the real Doctor she left to see some other Doctor. Anyway, I headed to the library to try and find out more about Li Anvil. I poured over old and new tomes for hours, by the time I stopped I could barely awake. By one o’clock in the morning I had come to a few possibilities. One, he was a pentacle Mage that had branched into multiple spheres, as I myself have done. Two, a insignificant slave to the ancient Exarchs, a Seer of the Throne. Or a member of the Timori, a Banisher. I have a suspicion that it is one of the later two.

In the morning I, Angelina was still in the same place as ever. I got some funny looks when from construction workers when I left her. When I arrived at Syl’s place, there was an Australian there. He said I looked like a Doctor, but that couldn’t be right. I offered him a Jelly baby, which he accepted. I like him, Syl introduced him as Elatha. It turns out he is a Mage wandering by the winds of chance and fate has led him to Syl’s doorstep last night.

We got Elatha up to speed on the missing girl, Tanya Mison. disappearance, the previous four children disappearing, the church’s origins and the old Wilkes farm in the area, that was one of the first references to this creature. We covered the most recent We decided to check the town plans to see if the old Home stead from the Wilkes farm, to check where abouts it was in relation to the current city. After many long hours, only distracted occasionally by porn, I found out that the Wilkes Homestead was burnt down and the church was built on top of the remains. The church of course was burnt down later and Glenpark Preschool was built on top of those remains. There is a lot of history at that location and whatever is taking the children has been at it for a long time. While searching the history of the farm I also found out that Ed Wilkes, after his niece’s disappearance got drunk and beat the remaining members of his family to death in a drunken rage. This lead to a town lynching, the town’s people marched on the homestead and burnt it to the ground. The Ed Wilkes was burnt to death inside his home.

I have come to a conclusion that whatever is taking the children is just going after them. It is punishing their parents for their bad parenting. Three of the five we know have all been jailed, another has had his wrists slashed, and even the abusive drunk Ed Wilkes was lynched. I know that at the farm the youngest daughter was taken, and the oldest ended up in care, she was saved from the fate of the rest of her family. I feel it would be good to find out if any of the recent five missing children had any siblings.

While I was working on Syl’s computer, Syl took Elatha to see the local area. They brought me back soe food before heading to the preschool to have another look around at night. When they came back, they let me know that they found pictures Tanya had drawn. They were of the slim man, but there was also some by a thirteen year old, mentally deficient boy. This creature seems to have been known to Tanya for a while before it took her. Syl seems worried about Mrs Mison, so she and Elatha headed around to her place after midnight, despite me pointing out the futility of that endeavor. I headed back to Angelina. I’ll catch up with them in the morning.

Crime and Punishment

After leaving Incin’s bar we headed towards Mrs Mison’s residence. There was no car in her appropriate spot, maybe she is at work at 10:30 in the morning. With Mrs Mison’s Nissan missing we decided to talk to her nieghbours, starting with number 1. Mr Darren Ferretti, who told us that Mrs Mison was hard on her daughter Tanya except when a man who sounds like Incin is around. Mrs Mison would yell at Tanya a lot and was often in trouble for not acting properly. We continued door knocking and discovered the same sort of information.

Syl distracted an arguing couple out the front of the building while i let myself into Mrs Mason’s apartment. It was extremely neat, and smelt strongly of disinfectant. I went into the past at the time when Syl made the call to her, the night before. There was a man standing behind her, he wore an impeccable black suit with a white shirt, he had slick back hair and a goatee. This man personified every evil villain in every cartoon that has ever been on TV. He smiled as Mrs Mason talked on the phone to Syl, he than offered said he would retrieve Tanya in exchange for one favor. I then left Mrs Mason’s apartment and let Syl know what I know. Syl told ma about some of the prior events, she still hasn’t told me everything. This villian, i’m going to call Li Anvil, was at a nightclub with a vampire on the camera. I returned to the apartment to find out more about Li Anvil. It turns out he is a Mage and a Master of Death and Spirit which doesn’t really fit into one of the Pentacle.

We went to lunch, and while discussing the pros and cons of various gravy on French fries. Three hoodlums on motorcycles turned up and attacked another couple. With an auditory hallucination and inciting fear into both sides, they all ran off. Unfortunately Syl was injured in the exchange, when she tried to disarm one of the thugs. The police turned up and told us to get on the ground face down, with our hands behind our heads. We were then handcuffed, eventually we could read there name tags Patrolman Pulaski and Officer Tenpenny. After an initial interrogation, the police officers suggested we give him a decent reason. After we refused to bribe him and they took us away, banging our heads along the way.

They took us through the back door and chained us to a chair. I demanded my one phone call, and to talk to a lawyer. After 3 hours Syl was recognised by a desk Sergeant. Who eventually left let us go. I must bring Tenpenny and Pulaski to justice!

On the way back to the car Syl read over the files she had requested from the police, the night before. When we got back to the car, we headed back to Syl’s place. There was a dead Starling on the doorstep in front of the door. I looked over the Starling’s life. She had a happy life, flying through the air as free as, well as free as a bird. She was happy and joyous until she was flying along and just had a heart attack, and fell on Syl’s doorstep. She left this world far too young and too good for this world.

On the other side of the road was Syl’s mystery stalker, I’m going to call Miss Syl’s Mystery Stalker. I attempted to slow the passing of time around her but my batteries in my sonic screwdriver must not have a good contact. We chased after her into an ally, Syl told me she had ripped a hole in the Gauntlet.

Syl decided to go to the hospital in San Fierro, to see Micheal a Mage and a leading doctor there. While I’m heading to the library to discover more about Li Anvil

Cloudy with a chance of paranoia

Yet another morning and Angelina hasn’t moved, she must sense adventure.

I head around to Syl’s place. So far we haven’t got much to go on. We decide to check out the school again. It’s almost nine when we turn up. Heading up to the school Syl turned aside to talk to some mothers chatting outside. Hugo Watt (a very handsome and brilliant man) carried on into the school and announced his arrival to reception. When the head mistress came out she told Mr Watt, School Inspector that she had not received his assistants phone call the day before but woould be happy to allow him to look at the schools records. With the aid of the receptionist Hugo discovered that young Tanya was a very troubled young girl, and that young boy that went missing before whose father had killed himself often showed up to the church with suspicious bruises and even a broken arm. Hugo realised that the 17 year old receptionist seemed to know too much considering the 5 year gap between disappearances. Hugo than left the school grounds.

When I caught up with Syl, we traded information. We decided to head to the local library and look into the names of the other disappearances. What is unlikely to be a coincidence is that 3 out of 5 of the parents had been sent to jail and another had committed suicide. I had to remind Syl that we were working for the 5th. We also checked into the history of the church and found out the that it was on of the first buildings to be built in the state in the early 30’s. There was a picture of the early church. That same creature was in the background then as well.

We headed back to the school and got the license plate of that suspicious receptionist, who knows too much. We headed to the DMV who was of no use what so ever. Then back to Syl’s place, someone had been there. We checked around and I glanced into the past and saw the culprit. Syl used her contacts to discover the girls address. While we were waiting Syl tried to discover the identity of the intruder while I hacked the DMV, unusually unsuccessfully. While she worried about the issue in another room I decided she might need a couch in a few years, so sent her current one to her. Syl called Mrs Mison who has decided she doesn’t want us to find her daughter. Why would she change her mind? We headed out to see Incin. Syl being all paranoid decided to barricade the front door and climb out a window. When she was half way out I asked why she didn’t use the back door?

We headed to Incins bar. There we got Mrs Mison’s address and Syl got a number for a new couch, she wasn’t very grateful for my act of kindness. Unfortunately the couch she rang up about was already sold, fate be a cruel mistress. But Mrs Mison’s sudden change of heart is rather suspect…..

Missing Tanya Mison
Cue Theme Music

The Book of Impossible things

So, I wake up and find Angelina in the same place she has been the past couple of days, a couple of blocks from my friend Syl. So I wandered around to her place, to do my morning tinkering with my sonic screwdriver. Sil was doing her Tai Chi, when i got there. Her phone rang, it was Incin, he asked me to get Syl to ring him back. There has been a lot of talk about Syl, and the investigation into Rayne’s disappearance. Most people have been avoiding her, since the others sent to investigate all have disappeared, but I don’r care.

After I did my tinkering, Syl wanted to use the library. I helped open her mind to the ways of the occult as she searched the many tomes. After a great deal of searching we headed off to meet Incin. At the bar we were introduced to Mrs Mison, who’s daughter Tanya had gone missing. At first i assumed her memories had been toyed with. But when I looked deeper I could see this little girl very clearly. She is real.

Syl and I headed to the preschool where the girl was last seen. Winding back the clock I witness the girls arrival at the school. We made a plan to break in. We jumped the fence after I opened my mind to athleticism. Syl picked the lock, after she learnt how. Unfortunately she set of the alarm and we hightailed it. Waiting for security to arrive reviewed the half hour before three, the day before. I watched as Tanya walked into the shadow of a tree and was taken by a thing with many tendril like arms. Showing Syl the creature she decided to talk the spirits. She found out that whatever was taking them, it was not of the spirit world and that other children had been taken before. That was it for the night.

The next morning Angelina still hadn’t moved, perhaps she is tired. I went around and had breakfast with Syl. I then followed with research inti the creature and Syl looked into the other missing children. I found similar stories, usually based on a bad fairy. They seemed to follow the Slim Man Mythology. Syl found a photo of the church that was originally on the same grounds. The church was on fire, on the roof, in the smoke was the same figure that took Tanya. A child was lost that day and his father took the photo. We then set out to track the father down. We found him in the cemetery at Montgomery. He was standing near his own ashes looking for his son, unable to get very far. He had slashed his wrists. He wasn’t that much help. We have to find these children.


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