[d20 Cthulhu] What Rough Beast... (Part I)

[The Crimster]

Sam and Julia come back from down the hall. Sam has a concerned look on his face.

"While I was at the door to the study, I heard the storm outside coming from inside the room. I peeked in - they're gone. All of the... bees... or whatever they were. The window to Alan's study is open. I can only guess that they must have flown out."

Julia puts her hand on Sam's arm. "Tell them about what you saw, Sam." Julia seems more pale than normal. The stress of everything is apparently getting to her.

Sam looks up at the group, and then over at Randy. "I looked inside and noticed something. It looks like they... well, they started to build a nest up on the corner of the room. Like a wasp does, you know? Just the littlest bit. You can make out the beginning of a type of... honeycomb-type thing. I don't know. But... Randy - it wasn't made of paper. I think they were making it out of the pieces they took from you."

Sam shakes his head in disgust.

"I don't know what's going on here... I don't know who that was that called and spoke to you, Alex. But something ain't right here. Not right at all. I have this creepy feeling in my gut, you know?" Sam looks to each of you. "I don't know about you guys, but I'm going to find out who put those... things... in that drawer, and I'm going to find out who that was on the phone. I'm thinking they're one and the same. Throwing this guy into jail is the least of what I'm going to do to him." He turns to Julia. "And it's the least I can do for you and Alan."

 

[Anabstercorian]

"We have to find some way to stop those bees."

Alex sighs, sketching something on his notepad. What it is, you can't tell. "Can you imagine those things loose on the world? They nearly took Randy apart at the seams. There's got to be some way to stop them, something we can do."

He sighs. "We should really get the police involved in this... Or something. I don't think this is something we can handle alone."

 

[The Crimster]

Sam looks over at Alex with a wry smile on his face.

"The police are involved in this." He reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a badge. "I'm with the L.A.P.D." He points over at Randy. "He's with the F.B.I., too."

Sam walks over to the window and looks out. "I wasn't lying. If I do find the guy who is responsible for this, he is going to jail. The problem is, right now we only have a single crank call - not even enough for a harrassment charge. And the bees..." Sam shakes his head and shivers. "They're more for Animal Control or something... Now if we can find way to be sure that the perp put the bees in Alan's office..."

Kristof sits down on the couch with a sigh. "So, gentlemen. What do we do now? Apparently this... fellow... is looking for something of Alan's. Any ideas?"

 

[Spoof]

Randy Morrison

Randy looks to the others and nods. “Very good Sam, I was not sure if you knew or not, but back to Alan. I personally believe that he was not engaged in any criminal activity he was doing something out of the ordinary, that might have been noticed by his co-workers.

I think that we need to go to the university and look through Alan’s things there, to try and determine his relationship with Alaster and any others who might have been in his group.

Julia do you have a key to Alan’s office at the university so we can look through his things there? The others and myself would gladly stay to help you but some things about all of this are not adding up, not even including the flesh carving bees.

Anyone who does not want to go can stay here. I need to swing by my house and get a change of clothes, for some reason these tend to let in a little to much air.” (chuckle)

“Who here wants to go?”

Randy motions to Dr. Silver “when you get a change show that note to Sam, I am sure he will find it interesting”

 

[Isida Kep'Tukari]

*Ray turns slight red, then presses his lips together*

"'Scuse me Julia."

*Ray grabs Sam and Randy by an arm and starts tugging them toward the kitchen. He talks in a low voice as he walks.*

"We need to talk. Now."

*Once in the kitchen, away from the others, Ray lets the two go. He speaks in a low voice, but you can tell he's fairly angry*

"Randy, what the heck were you thinking? Mentioning that letter in front of Julia? She has enough to deal with right now, and although I know it's been a really strange day, we don't need to add insult to injury by showing her a letter implying God-knows-what about her dead husband. He was my friend, and yours to. No matter what he was up to, I'd at least like to keep his memory clean, at least in Julia's mind if nothing else."

*He calms down, then reaches into his pocket.*

"However, despite your rather poor timing, Sam probably should see the letter."

*He forks it over to Sam, then turns back to Randy*

"But your earlier question about Alan's heart... That's really bizarre. You don't need complete death of the heart for a heart attack. Heck, just a few percent is enough to cause death in some people. But the absense of any blockage, that's very strange. Alan... didn't always lead the healthiest of lives. There should have been some blockage, particularly at his age."

*Ray blinks a few times, realizing something.*

"Why in the world did the hospital call you about something odd in Alan's death? Shouldn't they have called Julia? And why was an autopsy necessary for Alan's death?"

 

[Spoof]

Randy Morrison

OOC: oops the conversation to you Ray was supposed o be subtle, just typed slower than I was thinking. Well that explains the 8 charisma though.

“You are right Ray, it was thoughtless of me to mention the letter in front of Julia like that, but there is something not right here. I mean lets look at the facts.”

“One” at this Randy holds up a finger. “Alan died of a sudden and massive heart attack, while not uncommon for someone his age it was quite sudden.”

“Two” now Randy puts up a second finger. “Mr. Alister comes to the funeral and spouts that God is dead. He is also covered in bugs, while quite unusual at the time not necessarily menacing at the time. He also told me to Ask Nietzsche, and I intend to find what he meant by that.”

“Three” Randy holds up a third finger then drops his hand. “While searching the room you found the letter that Sam is looking at now, stating something that happened with Mr. Pickman and his students and/or those in his group.”

“Four. While looking in the office I opened the drawer that had a symbol on it that I recognized from a murder case I was involved in a long time ago, and no suspects were ever found. Out of that drawer cam a swarm of bees that attacked me and ripped pieces of my flesh off. Also inside that drawer I could have sworn there was another world there. Although it might just have been from the bee bites.”

“Five. Right after the bee attacked we received a phone call from someone who KNEW what had happened. How did they know? How did they do it, as they said they were sorry I was attacked and not Alan?”

Randy pauses for a second and then in a voice that sounds like he just realized something. Randy delivers the next line while looking at Sam and starts to rush for the door.

“Six. The window was open to the office when Sam entered it. Now unless you think bees can open windows then someone let them out, or came in…. CRAP!”

As Randy rushes out of the room he runs by the couch and grabs his sidearm and hurries toward the office. Once there he will check for wet footprints or any puddles of water that could have been caused by someone having come in out of the rain.

 

[The Crimster]

Randy, as you run to Alan's office, you see that the door is closed. Sam must have closed it - just in case there were still bees in there.

Hopefully.

 

[Spoof]

Randy Morrison

Randy will pause at the door and listed for any sounds he can hear over the storm. If he cannot hear anything then he will open the door and drop to a knee on the inside part of the door, looking for anyone.

 

[The Crimster]

OOC: Very good, Spoof. Here are some slight adjustments.

Thanks!

 

[Spoof]

OOC: Well I try.

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