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karohemdThe complete story so far
This time we run into our nemesis and fight a big fight with dire consequences.
The next morning, we all awoke afresh having had no bad dreams at night. It was still a bit chilly outside but quite a nice day. When everyone (with exception of Alex who had taken to the bottle again) had gathered for breakfast I quickly recapped what I had gathered from Dr. Pike's notes which I had read before going to sleep.
The man had only recently (a few months ago) acquired the estate just outside Elsenham and moved in with his intended wife, Emma. One morning, he found an odd blue mushroom and decided to study it. He did various experiments with it and managed to grow and multiply it. The mushrooms were rather cold but when left in a warm place, would melt completely until only a bluish fluid remained. Eventually he was so obsessed with these mushrooms that he neglected his fiancé who left him when she had enough. After Dr Pike found another, bigger mushroom, things started to get really strange. He claimed to hear sounds and songs in his head and the mushroom he had planted in his spare room turned into a sphere of sorts [which we had seen broken open]. The diary also mentioned that the mushrooms couldn't be photographed until Dr. Pike accidentally spilled some of the mushroom fluid into the developer. Then the photos would come out. Another point of note was that the mushroom fluid emanated "a radiation similar to X-Rays" according to one of his colleagues, Roger Coles, who still has some mushroom juice.
By this point, the diary became more and more disjointed, he was only rambling about mushrooms being everywhere, the cold and "the song inside my head" and the thing in the pod calling out to him. The last page only consisted of a few words among the undecipherable scribblings about needing sleep, the cold and the plan to escape.
After some debating, a plan was hatched. Dr. Carter and I would visit the local priest to find out more about Pike while the rest would go back to his estate to search it more thoroughly during daytime and possibly find some more clues.
The church was just opposite the Coach&Horses and Gavin the pastor was willing enough to talk to us and invited us in to tea and biscuits. We explained we had wanted to visit our friend Dr. Pike and congratulate him on his wedding plans but had found the house deserted. We didn't learn much more other than Dr. Pike hadn't been seen for two months and his future wife leaving him around that time and returning to London.
As we were talking, we saw a van pull up outside the inn and stepping out was no other than ... Dr. Parsons, our nemesis, who then entered the inn. It wasn't long before the evil Doctor came out again, got into the van and shot off.
We quickly made our excuses and bade the pastor farewell, rushed over to the inn to find out that it had indeed been a Dr. Parsons who had claimed to be a friend of ours and inquired after our whereabouts. The poor barman obviously told him that we were most likely at Pike's place. Some debating later, we managed to convince the landlord to lend us two horses which turned out to be rather sluggish mares. It took us ages to get to Pike's estate at nothing better than a trot. Hoping it wouldn't be too late, we spurred on our horses and eventually got there. The van we had seen earlier was there as were several people and some of our friends, some armed with shotguns, others with clubs and a figure bent into the boot of my car. Then there was a white flash, I felt an odd rushing and burning pain inside my head and then it was dark...
When I came to, I was ... in that cyclopean city we had previously visited in our dreams ... I wanted to get up but heard a voice threatening to shoot me. The voice sounded close so I stayed put. Then I heard a horse whinny and galloping past very close to my head, a gurgling scream and some rather wet sounding thuds. The thug had been trampled to death by Dr. Carter's horse!
As I said, we were in that dream city and there were also some of Parsons' henchmen, Thomas, Dr. Carter and Dunbar as well as my Rolls. Robert and Parsons were fighting a bit further away and there was more scuffling going on, several shots were fired and punches thrown.
It was all a bit hectic and I was still rather disoriented from my passing out but eventually, Robert knocked out Parsons (after receiving and surviving a shotgun blast into his back) who then dropped the box, the ball and a book he had been holding. Suddenly, one of those flying beast came swooping in, grabbed Parsons and took off with him.
I think what happened next was that Robert put the ball back into the box. There was another flash and we were back in front of Pike's house. We, meaning everyone except Dunbar. My faithful companion of many years was gone, stuck back in the dream world, most likely. Dr. Carter put the ball back into the box but nothing happened.
One of the thugs was left so I tied him up with his belt and knocked him one with the shotgun I had taken from the trampled thug.
Robert was in a bad state, not just was his back badly bloodied from the shotgun blast but it looked like one of Parsons' punches had dislocated his jaw so we carried him and the thug into the Rolls and raced back into the village. The inn's landlord showed us the way to the local doctor's, who took care of Robert's wounds and had a look at the thug, too.
The police was called and we explained that we had surprised a number of people breaking into Pike's house and car and had to defend ourselves against the thugs.
With Dunbar gone and Robert out of the picture for a while we reconvened at the pub, trying to figure out what to do.
Dr. Carter had been busy trying to read the book Dr Parsons had dropped but only managed to decipher some of the sections in Latin which were still a lot of gobbledigook talking about powers and dreams and walls and things. It was all quite incomprehensible.
What now? I seriously don't know. What I really want to do now is go back to the dream world and try and find Dunbar. Go to sleep with the ball outside the box to recreate the situation back on the Isle of Wight seems to be the only possibilty for doing that so we might try that tonight. I hope I can persuade the others.
(OOC: As usual, any input from the other players welcome. Obviously, whatever happened at the house is missing as Rupert wasn't there and hasn't been told yet)
This time we run into our nemesis and fight a big fight with dire consequences.
The next morning, we all awoke afresh having had no bad dreams at night. It was still a bit chilly outside but quite a nice day. When everyone (with exception of Alex who had taken to the bottle again) had gathered for breakfast I quickly recapped what I had gathered from Dr. Pike's notes which I had read before going to sleep.
The man had only recently (a few months ago) acquired the estate just outside Elsenham and moved in with his intended wife, Emma. One morning, he found an odd blue mushroom and decided to study it. He did various experiments with it and managed to grow and multiply it. The mushrooms were rather cold but when left in a warm place, would melt completely until only a bluish fluid remained. Eventually he was so obsessed with these mushrooms that he neglected his fiancé who left him when she had enough. After Dr Pike found another, bigger mushroom, things started to get really strange. He claimed to hear sounds and songs in his head and the mushroom he had planted in his spare room turned into a sphere of sorts [which we had seen broken open]. The diary also mentioned that the mushrooms couldn't be photographed until Dr. Pike accidentally spilled some of the mushroom fluid into the developer. Then the photos would come out. Another point of note was that the mushroom fluid emanated "a radiation similar to X-Rays" according to one of his colleagues, Roger Coles, who still has some mushroom juice.
By this point, the diary became more and more disjointed, he was only rambling about mushrooms being everywhere, the cold and "the song inside my head" and the thing in the pod calling out to him. The last page only consisted of a few words among the undecipherable scribblings about needing sleep, the cold and the plan to escape.
After some debating, a plan was hatched. Dr. Carter and I would visit the local priest to find out more about Pike while the rest would go back to his estate to search it more thoroughly during daytime and possibly find some more clues.
The church was just opposite the Coach&Horses and Gavin the pastor was willing enough to talk to us and invited us in to tea and biscuits. We explained we had wanted to visit our friend Dr. Pike and congratulate him on his wedding plans but had found the house deserted. We didn't learn much more other than Dr. Pike hadn't been seen for two months and his future wife leaving him around that time and returning to London.
As we were talking, we saw a van pull up outside the inn and stepping out was no other than ... Dr. Parsons, our nemesis, who then entered the inn. It wasn't long before the evil Doctor came out again, got into the van and shot off.
We quickly made our excuses and bade the pastor farewell, rushed over to the inn to find out that it had indeed been a Dr. Parsons who had claimed to be a friend of ours and inquired after our whereabouts. The poor barman obviously told him that we were most likely at Pike's place. Some debating later, we managed to convince the landlord to lend us two horses which turned out to be rather sluggish mares. It took us ages to get to Pike's estate at nothing better than a trot. Hoping it wouldn't be too late, we spurred on our horses and eventually got there. The van we had seen earlier was there as were several people and some of our friends, some armed with shotguns, others with clubs and a figure bent into the boot of my car. Then there was a white flash, I felt an odd rushing and burning pain inside my head and then it was dark...
When I came to, I was ... in that cyclopean city we had previously visited in our dreams ... I wanted to get up but heard a voice threatening to shoot me. The voice sounded close so I stayed put. Then I heard a horse whinny and galloping past very close to my head, a gurgling scream and some rather wet sounding thuds. The thug had been trampled to death by Dr. Carter's horse!
As I said, we were in that dream city and there were also some of Parsons' henchmen, Thomas, Dr. Carter and Dunbar as well as my Rolls. Robert and Parsons were fighting a bit further away and there was more scuffling going on, several shots were fired and punches thrown.
It was all a bit hectic and I was still rather disoriented from my passing out but eventually, Robert knocked out Parsons (after receiving and surviving a shotgun blast into his back) who then dropped the box, the ball and a book he had been holding. Suddenly, one of those flying beast came swooping in, grabbed Parsons and took off with him.
I think what happened next was that Robert put the ball back into the box. There was another flash and we were back in front of Pike's house. We, meaning everyone except Dunbar. My faithful companion of many years was gone, stuck back in the dream world, most likely. Dr. Carter put the ball back into the box but nothing happened.
One of the thugs was left so I tied him up with his belt and knocked him one with the shotgun I had taken from the trampled thug.
Robert was in a bad state, not just was his back badly bloodied from the shotgun blast but it looked like one of Parsons' punches had dislocated his jaw so we carried him and the thug into the Rolls and raced back into the village. The inn's landlord showed us the way to the local doctor's, who took care of Robert's wounds and had a look at the thug, too.
The police was called and we explained that we had surprised a number of people breaking into Pike's house and car and had to defend ourselves against the thugs.
With Dunbar gone and Robert out of the picture for a while we reconvened at the pub, trying to figure out what to do.
Dr. Carter had been busy trying to read the book Dr Parsons had dropped but only managed to decipher some of the sections in Latin which were still a lot of gobbledigook talking about powers and dreams and walls and things. It was all quite incomprehensible.
What now? I seriously don't know. What I really want to do now is go back to the dream world and try and find Dunbar. Go to sleep with the ball outside the box to recreate the situation back on the Isle of Wight seems to be the only possibilty for doing that so we might try that tonight. I hope I can persuade the others.
(OOC: As usual, any input from the other players welcome. Obviously, whatever happened at the house is missing as Rupert wasn't there and hasn't been told yet)
