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Leaving Shanghai

We retire to Mr. Moore’s room to talk with Mr. Brady. He tells us having left the Carlisle expedition in Kenya, right after the episode at the Bent Pyramid, when things started going downhill. He had been very sceptical about Anastasia in the beginning, and later on he saw her effect on Roger Carlisle, him slowly starting to lose his mind and seeing weird dreams about meeting his god. In Cairo, they were supposed to meet Carlyle’s god after breaking the eye on top of the red pyramid and opening a way for the god to appear. Brady was able to draw the shape of the eye, what it had been before. When breaking the stone, Carlisle had stated that “Now that the eye is gone, Jack, we can all become gods!

A few days later, all but Brady woke up early and entered the Bent Pyramid. After a while a chaos broke lose – local workers were running around, yelling that the academics had died, and fled the camp in panic. Brady entered the pyramid as well, but found no trace of his companions. Short while afterwards, the others came out of the pyramid, Carlisle explaining that “he had visited the real egypt”. Others looked like they had aged years in those few hours. Later Brady heard them talking amongst themselves, about the horros they had seen.

One night Roger Carlisle had wanted to show Brady what they had learned. He took the expedition out to the sands, played drums, and caused strange things to rise up from the sands, who then proceed to slaughter all the arabs, while the white men of the expedition only laughed. That night, Brady fled the camp, but Carlisle found him. Brady was told to change his attitude towards their goal, and that they were chosen to do this. The people of the expedition started to change too – every day, Aubrey Penhew seemed younger, and Patty Masters older and more tired – her pregnancy starting to show too.

In his last night in Cairo, Brady drugged Carlisle, stole the expedition’s funds and sailed to Mombasa with Carlisle. In Mombasa, Carlisle was able to finally sleep properly, and was starting to seem like his old self again. Brady reminded him of the horrors he has seen and caused, and after a week, he started to change again, realizing what he had done. When they reached Hong Kong, Carlisle was afraid of shadows and being followed. Brady left him in a hospital, and paid with his own money. He thought they had gotten away from it all, until a few years later, in Shanghai, he saw Aubrey Penhew again, on the deck of the ship Dark Mistress.

Brady did steal the 7 Cryptical Books of Shan from Mr. Liu. The book explains how to draw the mark of the eye, which can prevent Carlisle’s god from entering this world. The book was at Moon Shie to be translated. Brady also knew, that Penhew is at the island of the grey dragon, getting ready for the ritual. The island is a small distance away from Shanghai towards Hong Kong. According to Brady, if the ritual is disrupted in one of the three places it is being conducted at once, it will be disrupted in all of them. We saw the map inside the pyramid, and the island is the closest one to us at the moment.

Friday September 20th 1925

Mr. Walker and Mr. Troxler, physically biggest of us, were tasked with distraction – they went out to ask about coastal maps and train tickets, while Dr. Descours, Mr. Paynesworth and Mr. Borel were searching for a new accommodations for us, one room big enough to house all seven of us. We find one on the red light district, and while Dr. Descours and Mr. Paynesworth discuss the room, Mr. Borel uses the opportunity to sample the services of the house. In the evening, he feels itchy.

We conjure up a plan to smuggle our things and ourselves out of the hotel. The bulk of our belongings go with Mr. Walker and Mr. Troxler, who loudly inquire about good hotels in Beijing. Mr. Revelli and Mr. Moore slip out of the back door in disguise with the rest of our things and take them to our new room. Rest of us leave the hotel after Mr. Troxler and Mr. Walker, use a riksha to join Mr. Revelli and Mr. Moore. Mr. Troxler and Mr. Walker board a train, and leave quietly just before the train takes off. Then they sneak towards the red light district in the dark of the night.

Saturday 21th September 1925

Mr. Revelli and Mr. Moore, again the smallest of us and most likely to disappear in crowds, set out to meet Moon Shie. They receive a scroll, wrapped around a human rib, with strange symbol on the nobs at the end of the rib. The symbol has an eye drawn in a middle of a star. Moon Shie tells them that the text is written very strangely, not from left to right or from up to down, but in every direction, and it seems that the chapters switch places, depending on the position where one starts reading. He feels like there are many texts in the scroll, at least seven, but perhaps even an eighth one as well. The order of the text does not seem to depend on any external factor, time, place, phase of the moon or anything. Moon Shie tells them, that the eighth book seems to be an algorithm to count the final days of the world, when the blind god will enter.

Moon Shie has been translating the scroll for six days, and hasn’t slept from the second day forward. He is understandably very tired. Moore asks him to read from the scroll once, and then from the same spot again, and he reads two different stories. Mr. Min checks up on Mr. Shie each evening, and reports to Mr. Brady. Mr. Revelli and Mr. Moore stay and wait for Mr. Min to send their own message to Mr. Brady about Moon Shie’s condition.

Mr. Paynesworth and Mr. Borel try to find a ship for us to rent for our naval journey. They find a reliable-seeming captain, Mr. Wu Zetian, who can rent his ship, the Lotus Blossom, for us at the cheap price of 50 dollars per month. The other members of our expedition hide in our room.

At the evening, Mr. Min comes, and delivers the message to Mr. Brady. They both return very shortly afterwards, and after a quick chat, decide to come with us to our hideout, and in the morning, our ship. We take Mr. Moon Shie and the scroll with us as well. In the night, Mr. Moore tries to photograph the scroll, but the pictures are blurry. He tries again, and is sure that this time he succeeds, but the pictures are a failure again.

Sunday September 22nd 1925

Lotus Blossom only has a crew of two, the captain Wu Zetian and his worker, Yun Ying. They are paid 100 dollars for two months, as we board the ship and set off at afternoon, and sail the river down from Shanghai. Everything feels like we are getting near the solution, but with a sense of a menacing doom looming over us. Mr. Paynesworth estimates, that for each book from the scroll he reads, he will need two weeks to decipher and translate. By that calculation, he would be ready at the end of the year. Penhew and his henchmen are planning to conduct the ritual on the January 14th 1926, which would leave us only few days to prepare ourselves.

We decide to spend that time in a quiet rural village, away from everything. Mr. Paynesworth immerses himself in the research. Mr. Troxler nurses Moon Shie, who after a month of rest feels up to the task again, but in a few days of spending time with the scroll, can not continue with it. Our only connection to the world is Mr. Min, who travels to Shanghai and back every once in a while. In four weeks, he brings us news about professor Ali Kafour passing away in august.

Mr. Paynesworth’s research technique is superior to his early estimate – in just six weeks, he finds a carefully constructed trap within the text, which would send him reading the same entries again and again. When he realizes this, he understands the ritual behind closing the gate.

Search for Jack Brady

22. pelikerta.

Thursday September 19th 1925.

Mr. Troxler had agreed to meet Mr. Lin tonight. Dr. Descours and Mr. Revelli accompanied him, while Mr. Walker and Mr. Borel visited a chinese historian and translater, Mu-Shien. He cannot help them with their questions about the Tale of Priest Qwan, but promises to start his research on the matter after a week, when his current project is finished.

Mr. Lin lives on the Yu Yun road, in a big, beautiful house. The servants, beautiful young chinese women receive us, but only allow Mr. Troxler inside the house to meet with Mr. Lin. Room is dark and soundproof, and Mr. Troxler finds himself inside with an approximately 90-year old man, with one of his servant girls sitting on the floor next to his chair. Mr. Lin is very interested in Mr. Troxler’s inquiries about chinese researchers and books. He wants Mr. Troxler’s help with the location of Jack Brady, and is prepared to pay for it – $2000 and the girl at his feet. Mr. Lin explains that Mr. Brady had stolen his 7 Cryptical Books of Hsan – which he wants back. He also knows, that the only copy of Tale of Priest Qwan in Shanghai is owned by Ho Fong.

Walking inside the room, Mr. Troxler realizes that there’s something moving behind the curtains that the walls of the room are covered with. After a while, he is not certain, if the cause of the movement is human at all – something is watching and listening them. Before Mr. Troxler can leave, Mr. Lin gives him 8 days to deliver his knowledge of Mr. Brady – otherwise it is going to cost him his teeth.

As we all return to the hotel, we decide to all leave the hotel at the same time, in different directions, to fool our followers. We are to meet at 11 o’clock at Fergus’. Mr. Revelli and Mr. Borel set out to meet the medium Mr. Lung, whose ad we saw in the paper. He is a weird little man, afraid of Revelli and Borel for some reason. He is very theatrical, sprouting slogans, fanning incense at Revelli, and disappointed when none of his tricks have any effect. At last, he explains, that he has been visited by spirits, Zu and Wei, who have given him insight. Zu is the Wind of the Skies and Wei the Nail that binds us All, both are demons from hell that Mr. Lung has made a deal with.

All changes, when the cat that has been walking around their feet changes form, and grows into the size of a tiger – it’s mouth grows up large and its fangs are suddenly a foot in length. At some point, it has grown another head with a gaping maw as well. The thing shreds Mr. Lung quickly to pieces, and focuses on the two other men. Borel succeeds in escaping through a window, but Revelli can’t get the windows open – as if something was holding them shut. Mr. Revelli is hurt by the thing’s bite, and Borel returns to the house. It’s only when Mr. Revelli desperately throws some clay coins he got from Mr. Lung at the thing, it disappears in a puff of dust. The men return, bloody, to Fergus’ bar, and are quickly routed back to the hotel for some first aid.

Friday September 20th 1925

On friday, our investigations to find some trace of the books or Mr. Brady continue. Mr. Walker and Mr. Borel meet with a banker, Roland Birken, while Mr. Descours and Mr. Troxler meet with a japanese translator and expert on pirates on the chinese-japanese waters, Mr. Takashima Shoshuke. Mr. Birken works in  bank and is surprised to hear that european visitors have come to see him. He has delivered some occult texts to London, to a certain Mr. Alistair Crowley. He can tell some interesting tidbits about the Tale or the 7 Books, but in his opinion, the latter one is just a myth.

The lead on the Lantern Street 88 massacre has gone cold – the woman working at the house, who got attacked, can only tell us little, and the hospital staff has no knowledge of the rest of the victims. On the other hand, the neighbours of the collapsed Seamen Club can recognize the now lost american John Smith, when shown the picture of Jack Brady. Also the neighbours of the burned monastery recognize Brady.

We return to the lunch at the hotel, and during it, we receive word that Mr. Moon Shie is waiting of us at the lobby. The person there is not, however, Mr. Shie. When questioned, a familiar man behind us turns around, introduces himself as Mr. Jack Brady, and suggests that it is high time for us to speak.

Shanghai, the Pearl of the Orient

21. pelikerta.

Our expedition, or what’s left of it now that doctors Paynesworth and Stafford are gone, boarded a steam ship Marlin on the 16th of September. We arrive in Shanghai on the 18th.

We check in to a hotel, and start our inquiries. Troxler visits the museum, and ends up wasting a working day’s time trying to get his point across to the personnel, while they have no common language to communicate with.

During that time, the rest of us wander the city streets, trying to find the Ho Fong Imports. When we finally find it, we’ve been walking in circles, and Mr. Walker’s wallet has been stolen. We’re tired, thirsty and in a bad mood. A quick plan forms up in Revelli’s mind – he’s to go knock on the door, and ask for work there. The chinese workmen don’t speak english, and their foreman can only tell Revelli to come back the next day, when their boss is around. We do see a dzonk sailing under the Union Jack, Luxurian Goddess, tied to the pier next to the company grounds.

We set out towards the Stumbling Tiger, which, luckily, we find much easier. It’s a seedy bar filled with people drinking cheap grog. Revelli pays the half-chinese-half-scottish bartender, Fergus Chung, one pound – and he promises we’d drink two days with that money. The bartender agrees to tell us about Jack Brady, when he’s finally paid $10 after haggling.

Jack Brady visits the bar often, but not right now – he’s in Burma, selling guns. The last time he was seen here was in march – six months ago. Chung also tells us of Albert Penhurst (alias of Aubrey Penhew), who owns the ship named Dark Mistress, which, in turn, has some strange crew. There are whispers, that the ship smuggles goods. Chung does not know, however, whether the owner, Penhurst, lives in the city. We do get one lead though – Brady had been seen in the bar, drinking with a customs worker, Patrick Devlin.

We wake up on thursday morning September 19th 1925 at 7 o’clock to the noises of the city. Following our lead, we find the british customs. We find out that the last time Dark Mistress was here was on August 4th. After that date, it has not dealt with the customs. There’s a long history of the Dark Mistress, mostly in 1924, and there have been many shipments from England. After February 1925 the Dark Mistress visits Shanghai more seldomly. We connect the dots, our raid to the Misr Mansion in England was in February. The customs official points us to Patrick Devlin, who is an older clerk with gray hair.

Troxler revisits the museum, but this time with Mycroft. Having an interpreter with him, they get some results too. Leaving the museum, they have six names of people, who know something about the cult, Black Fan, the monk Qwan or the Bloated Woman. We split the work and assign a name to a person. Descours visits an old nun, only to hear that she had passed of pneumonia last month. Mycroft visits a monk, and find out that he has committed to a vow of silence, but at least he can communicate with writing.

When Troxler leaves his informant, a small chinese woman walks up to him. She had been waiting for him on the streets, and tells him that Mr. Lin wants to see him, and demands an audience. Troxler isn’t impressed, and tells the woman, that if Mr. Lin wants to see him, he can come to him.

In the library later, some newspaper articles tell us that Mr. Lin is an importer/exporter for Ho Fong Imports. One article tells us that his wife passed a year ago. We also find an ad from a local astrologer, Mr. Lung, whose advert says that the stars are right. There are also two articles about the destruction of a seamen’s club, and some familiar sounding destruction of a monks home and their deaths, in a fire that seemed to follow them in a shape of a floating cloud of fire.

From Australia to Hong Kong

(Session 20)

After the tragic and confusing events of last time we spent a considerable time in Darwin resting and recuperating. Mr. Moore sent a telegraph to New York to Monsieur Paynesworth’s family and his wife replied that his sons would travel to us and take Monsieur Paynesworth home. They arrived the 27th of august and Monsieur Abraham Paynesworth was on his way. However in a surprising twist the eldest son, Mycroft Paynesworth took his father’s place in our expedition. Something about finishing what his worthless father could not do.

We book passage aboard the ship Venture from Darwin to Hong Kong and our ship departed the 31st of August. The voyage was uneventful and we could relax some more and think about our next step. Monsieur Paynesworth has shown to be an interesting man and quite different from his father. He is a champion of the less fortunate and a lawyer to boot. We studied our notes and deduced that we had two leads in Hong Kong. Monsieur Elias had sent a request for more funds from the Peak Hotel and Brady was spotted in the Yellow Lily Bar.

Picture of Hong Kong

Hong Kong

We finally arrived the 13th of september (on a friday no less) to Hong Kong and reserved rooms at the Peak Hotel. The concierge was able to give us a letter to Jackson Elias which had arrived after his departure and also a small note which has evidently fallen from Monsieur Elias when he was a guest. The letter was from Charles Godfrey, a professor from the department of Antiques and Classics. The letter discussed some poems and stories which were called Goddess of the Black Fan and the Bloated Women. We decided to meet with the professor but first we had to check up on our other leads.

X and Billy travelled to the Yellow Lily Bar and Mycroft and I went to visit the dock officials. From the dock officials we were able to learn that the Dark Mistress was a 90 foot yacht owned by Alfred Penhurst and that it had visited Hong Kong three times. The similarity of the owner’s name to Aubrey Penhew was not lost to us. The Marlin was a ship that regularly travelled between Shanghai and Hong Kong carrying cargo and passengers. It was due soon and we planned to use that ship on our final leg to Shanghai. Ivory Wind had visited Hong Kong once on its way to London. Other than that we learned very little. When we went to meet with our fellow adventurers at the bar, they reported that it was a dead end. So many people frequent the bar and too much time had passed from Brady’s sighting for the place to be of any use.

We called the university and agreed to meet with the professor the next day.

On 14th of september we met with the professor and he turned out to be a dreadful bore. So full of himself and in love with his voice. Not so different from our academic companions. Monsieur Jackson Elias had indeed met with him and they had discussed these forementioned poems and their time period in detail. The first one Goddess of the Black Fan was written in the 16th century and detailed some ancient power struggle between the servants of the goddess and palace eunuchs. Evidently the eunuchs had been victorious in that battle. However these servants of the goddess had surfaced time and time again in China’s history. The other book Monsieur Jackson was interested was not in professor Godfrey’s possession but he had information regarding it. It was called the Tale of the of Priest Qwan. Some really disgusting tale of debauchery, deviancy and villainy. It was more like a manual into becoming the Goddess’ servant. When we were thinking of leaving the professor dropped a bombshell on us. Professor had helped Monsieur Jackson with some translations and from that information we were able to learn that a Mr. Carter Randolph had been committed to the Yeung Wo Nursing Home. We rushed there and were able to convince the staff to let us meet with the patient. The person we saw was a shell of a man. He was once Roger Carlyle but he had met with some terrible calamity. This event had robbed him of his sanity and he was now a vegetable. The orderlies were able to tell that a Mr Brady had visited him a few times but that the last visit was more than one and a half year ago on february 2nd 1924. His expenses were paid a year in advance and that he had no other visitors. He was mostly catatonic but starry skies and egyptians triggered some sort of violent episodes out of him.

Monsieur X was able to rouse Monsieur Carlyle from his dementia by mentioning the name Anastasia and his words chilled us all.

Picture of Roger Carlyle in the nursing home

Roger Carlyle in Yeung Wo Nursing Home, Hong Kong, Sep 14th 1925

“Now he talks to me, my Master. He is still my Master. He whispers in through my dreams, that man of Blackness. He is not done with me just yet, I think I am still his chosen and I don’t have a choice in the matter. I see now what we have done. Oh god, the door. We have unlocked the door. He approaches!”

(Sessio 16)

We arrived to Darwin 10th July 1925. It’s a small town of 1000 inhabitants, and is basically a shantytown. We book rooms at Victoria Hotel. Dr. Paynesworth and me call on Dr. Anthony Cowles, the professor who was in New York as a visiting lecturer while our friend Elias was still alive. He was lecturing about polynesian cults. The professor was a real gentleman, and his daughter a beautiful young woman. Dr. Cowles offered us dinner, and we had wonderful time with them. He told us about an expedition to the mid-Australia in 1921, where Arthur MacWhirr had met aboriginals, who had beaten their enemies with clubs studded with poisoned bat fangs. The expedition had ended prematurely, and the last leads of it reside in Concudgerie, in northwestern Australia, where Robert McKenzie lives, in Port Hedland. He also mentioned Mr. David Dodge, a local man, who could serve as a guide to us. Good Dr. Cowles even wrote a letter of recommendation for us.

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Mr. Stahl and Mr. Walker sought out the lead of Randolph Shipping Company, by asking for work there. They had a hard day’s work ahead of them, but still had time to locate a crate sent by Mortimer Whycroft, Concudgerie, to Ho Fong Imports. According to the stamp on the crate, it had arrived four days earlier.

Mr. Moore visited customs and found indications that Randolph Shipping Company had left taxes unpaid, and a lot of them. This was a start to a plan – Mr. Moore enters the Shipping Company, with the company of Mr. Borel, and blackmails the men there for the crate and their shipping ledger. The plan works wonderfully, the crate is packed to our car and driven to our hotel.

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Inside the crate we find a strange device, a mechanical one with tubes, pulleys and gears. There are also oculars on the side of the device, but they seem a bit too wide for human eyes. Mr. Borel somehow manages to start the device, and for a while we wonder the device, Dr. Descours feels brave enough to take a look throgh the oculars. After a while he starts shaking, and as strong as our companions are, they cannot remove him from the device. At last, Mr. Stahl shoots at the device, and it is broken. Mr. Descours is left in a catatonic state, and Mr. Troxler helps him into a bed, and administers a dose of barbiturates to him.

We board a ship on saturday, June 13th, to Port Hedland. The unconscious body of Dr. Descours is explained to the ship crew with a heatstroke. On a second day, he awakes, but to the astonishment of Mr. Troxler, he seems to be a different man. His accent is strange, and he acts quite differently – not realising his hunger or what food is. While Mr. Troxler brings him food, he disappears from his cabin, and is found in the corridor, looking at a sea chart.

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Dr. Descours tries to use the device, when it’s brought to his cabin. He is very distrought when he realizes that it is broken. Then he asks for tools and parts to repair the device. He asks for more things to read, and is brought some science books from Mr. Griswold’s belongings. He reads the thick stack of books in a night, and asks for more.

During the night, while Walker is on guard duty, Dr. Descours leaves his cabin and walks to the deck to look at the stars. He had built a sextant-like device from the remains of the large device. He uses the sextant to locate himself on the sea chart. While coming back to his cabin, he sees a canary in a cage. He takes the bird out of the cage, breaks its neck, and starts examining the corpse. After this, he walks back into his cabin and starts dissecting the corpse. Walker fetches Troxler, they medicate Descours and tie him to his bed.

On the July 15th 1925, we arrive to Port Hedland and leave the ship.

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