Since Bubbles returned to Sunnyvale, I took over the investigation.
First on the agenda, my visit to the guard, N. Noam...
First on the agenda, my visit to the guard, N. Noam...
Hmm, perhaps it's his day off. I will follow the suspicious red trail...
It leads me to the 'well of woe'.
I shout down 'Hellooo!'
It echoes back 'Hell...ooo..ooo...ooo.'
Curious, indeed.
I shout down 'Hellooo!'
It echoes back 'Hell...ooo..ooo...ooo.'
Curious, indeed.
Since nearby, I decide to pay a visit to the fairly new, and extremely odd, resident on R'lyeh, the one who calls himself Wraith. Mayhaps he heard or saw something to aid in the investigation. As it is, we know nothing of his background, nor why or how he arrived on R'lyeh. The Dodo brothers, Wilbur and Orville did not fly him in. He seems to only be active after sundown, rarely seen during daylight hours, and then only when overcast.
Curiouser and curiouser!
Curiouser and curiouser!
I knock, but there is no answer. The door is ajar, so I invite myself in...
He has impeccably good taste in decor, I must say.
Apparently a music lover like myself.
It was spotlessly clean.
I call out, but there is no reply.
I will check the other rooms.
It was spotlessly clean.
I call out, but there is no reply.
I will check the other rooms.
The bedroom is as well furnished and tasteful (much like my own), as the parlour.
Next, the attic. Upwards and onward!
And then.....what in the world.....
And then.....what in the world.....
What in the world, precisely!
Am I aboard some sort of spaceship? Am I hallucinating?
I start feeling lightheaded, so hurry back downstairs, and directly to the basement....
And what I find, flabbergasts me!
Am I aboard some sort of spaceship? Am I hallucinating?
I start feeling lightheaded, so hurry back downstairs, and directly to the basement....
And what I find, flabbergasts me!
Is...is...is that an alien being autopsied????
This is just too much for my brain to process, so I run, breathless, back upstairs and into the room adjoining the parlour where I......
This is just too much for my brain to process, so I run, breathless, back upstairs and into the room adjoining the parlour where I......
promptly pass out!
When I came to, I was in my own bedroom, in my own bed, in my jammies, but...but...how I got there, I know not. The last thing I remembered was shouting down the well as I investigated the trail of red.....
When I came to, I was in my own bedroom, in my own bed, in my jammies, but...but...how I got there, I know not. The last thing I remembered was shouting down the well as I investigated the trail of red.....