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Tuesday, 17 January 2023

I see a bird. No, wait . . . a byakhee!

An alienist from central Europe has recently moved into town. His reputation among the well-to-do profits from the developments of European psychoanalysis (Jung, Adler, Freud), and his references are spotless. Many successful treatments of upper-class patients spread the word, and soon he becomes known only as Doctor Blue, for his therapy of choice is the inkblot test.

After half a year, though, many former patients start to exhibit homicidal and suicidal behaviour, and disappear. These apparently unrelated incidents are mostly covered up. Any suspicions take a while to emerge. Has an investigator been treated?

Possibilities

1 It’s in the shapes of the inkblots. He doesn’t use random shapes; his base set was designed by his Egyptian assistant (Nyarlathotep), who worked for him back in Europe. Checking for this person reveals that he disappeared near Gizeh three years ago. The homicides and suicides committed by the former patients all relate to clichéd Egyptian motives: Buried alive, suffocated in cloth, bitten by an asp, ritual sacrifice...

2 It’s in the ink. The doctor once found a strange squid-like creature while beachcombing, felt compelled to take it home, and has been using it to produce ink ever since. Handling the ink, and working with the inkblots can spread the Innsmouth taint. The doctor has escaped the taint so far, but his doom is inevitable. When he finally disappears, what happens with the sea spawn?

3 Doctor Blue is a cultist and a “Revanchist”. He feels that Americans (or whoever) must be punished for their role in the great war. His carefully designed inkblots contain fractal images of Daoloth. Their full effect only manifests after several months, affording the illusion of successful cure. Several months, that is, unless someone expands them into full images of Daoloth - in which case the full effect takes place in seconds.

© Felix Girke

Wednesday, 17 August 2022

Cold Logic

Miskatonic University professor of Higher-Dimensional Mathematics, Dr Simeon Rasen, disappears in mysterious circumstances just after submitting for review the research paper that he proclaimed would take his career, and the entire science of mathematics, to a whole new level.

Then, the people reviewing the paper begin to disappear as well...

Possibilities

1 The paper proposes the existence of “angular space” alongside the curved space that we inhabit, and describes how it might be proven. Angular space is indeed real and is home to the nightmarish Hounds of Tindalos. Rasen’s exploration of angular space lured the Hounds to him, and they killed him effortlessly. The same fate awaits anyone who tries to continue his work or attempts to verify the ideas in his research paper.

2 Rasen’s work caused him to suffer from insane episodes, during which he was able to construct part of the mathematical formula that would allow him to summon the Elder God Daoloth, the render of the veils. Once recovered, he was unable to remember the periods of insanity, but he discovered the formula scrawled across the walls of his home. He based his research paper on this, but after submitting it for review he declined into insanity again, and realised he needed the formula in the paper to continue his search for Daoloth. He has since been trying to track down the original version of his paper so that he might complete the unfinished formula and summon the Elder God. All who stand in his way must die.

3 Years ago, Rasen was possessed by a Yithian. Eventually, the creature learned all that it could from Rasen and departed peacefully, and Rasen’s spirit was brought back to his normal body with all memories erased. However, with his formidable strength of mind he overcame the influence of the Tabula Rasa device and recalled many aspects of the science of the Yithians. He incorporated their brilliant mathematical concepts into his new paper before submitting it for review. Only later did he recall the final details that allowed him to create a gate to the Yithian city. From there he has uncovered more of the work of the Yithians and is a master of travelling across limitless space and even time. He has begun to contact his former associates and offered them the opportunity to accompany him to distant worlds. Those who refuse he is forced to kill rather than risk them revealing his secrets to the world.

© Thomas Parfrey


Wednesday, 13 July 2022

The Rosewood Box

It looks like an ordinary jewellery box with a polished rosewood veneer and stained glass inlaid in the lid. However, the lid is permanently affixed to the case, and the hinges are decorative fakes. If you press on three different studs on the sides simultaneously, a catch releases and a hidden spring unfolds the box into an entirely new and inexplicable shape with mysterious extrusions and outgrowths of no obvious purpose. Whatever it might be, it’s not a jewellery box.

The box was one of the items placed at auction in a small local fundraiser to benefit a college library, and in spite of its lack of obvious purpose, bidding for it was intense. The most aggressive bidder only dropped out of the running when an official interrupted the auction to ask him to leave, having discovered that his credentials were falsified. The winner paid in cash and hurried away with his purchase. Later the auction winner and another person were found stabbed to death in a nearby hotel room, and the box was nowhere to be found.

Possibilities

1 The box was created as an offering to Daoloth for a ceremony in which the outer god grants the celebrants powers of perception into realms that mortals ordinarily never see. Its creator never used it, and it was eventually donated to the charity auction by his descendants. The buyer and his partners, and the ejected bidder as well, were ambitious occultists who hoped to gain knowledge from beyond the human sphere by using it.

In order to present the offering, the ceremony’s priest is required to take the box in its unfolded state and reach into the god with it. At the last moment, the chief occultist baulked, afraid of what the god’s touch would do to him. Daoloth left in disgust, and took his revenge by failing to lift the state of heightened perception the celebrants were brought to in order to conduct the ceremony. Both of them went instantly mad from experiencing the world unfiltered through human senses, and were stabbed to death in self-defense by a third conspirator whose job guarding the door meant he didn’t take part in the ritual.

The third conspirator took the box and left to search for a stronger-minded occultist to perform the ceremony properly.

2 The box is a disguised mi-go device for decommissioning interplanetary portals. It was left with a human agent to shut down a portal at the site of a depleted mine, once the aliens had all returned through it to Yuggoth. Before he could carry out his task, the agent was killed by a gang of thugs working for a sorcerer who wanted a supply of the mi-go mineral in order to transfer his brain to a younger body. The sortie through the portal to Yuggoth was a failure, and most of the sorcerer’s hirelings deserted him on the alien planet. They retreated through the portal and paid themselves for the venture by selling off as many of his possessions as they could cart away with them. However, the sorcerer successfully hid from the mi-go and eventually returned to Earth through another portal. He was even able to bring some of the mineral back with him.

Now wearing a fitter man’s body, he’s rebuilding his laboratory by tracking down all his equipment and reacquiring it one way or another.

3 The device is a puzzle box, an ordinary Victorian objet d’art. It belonged to the part-owner of a shipping company, a man whose partners had for many years been blackmailing him into helping them smuggle South-African diamonds into Europe. The box has a secret compartment, which has been used by its owner to store a written confession, including a full account of the smuggling.

Feeling his death approaching, the smuggler donated most of his possessions to the fundraising effort and wrote a taunting letter to his partners, letting them know that if they wanted to stop the secret getting out, they’d have to spend some of their ill-gotten gains on charity. As a final act of revenge, he also wrote to a former business rival, informing him that the partners were now themselves open to blackmail if the confession could be found. Now at least two different groups of criminals are wrestling over possession of the box, one to destroy it, one to exploit its secrets.

© Chris Kerr