Masks of Nyarlathotep: Chapter 1.5 (New York City)

Father O'Malley and Miriam take Lt. Poole to the hospital. There they contact the police who come and question them about what happened at the Ju-Ju House. Police swarm the hospital and the Captian in charge heads off to the Ju-Ju house with several policemen. After about two hours, Father O'Malley and Miriam are released and return back to the Church. It is almost 10 o-clock.

Father O'Malley and Miriam find the rest of the gang and Father Paul seated abound a table drinking coffee and scotch.
 

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"So," begins Jibril, after a long silence. He is clearly disturbed (much moreso than he had looked in the heat of the moment, the young man's brain having apparently caught up to what his eyes saw earlier on. His questions come in a quick series. "I know basically what happened, if it really did happen... but not some of the details. When they captured you, Father, William, did they say anything to you? Was there more you had to endure before they chained you up like that? Was the Lt already theirs, or did he arrive later? Forgive me, but why didn't they kill you like they did with Jackson? What were they going to do with you?"
 

Jack, like Jabril, was clearly shaken by the whole ordeal and now trying to deal with it the only way he knows how... the bottle. Much of the scotch available to the group has already found it's way into Jack. At first, making the irish coffees along with everyone else, then getting stronger and stronger until he's drinking straight scotch.
 

Maerdwyn said:
"When they captured you, Father, William, did they say anything to you? Was there more you had to endure before they chained you up like that? Was the Lt already theirs, or did he arrive later? Forgive me, but why didn't they kill you like they did with Jackson? What were they going to do with you?"
"Not much more than that," William says. "We had the knife in hand, and like an interested customer I asked Mr. N'kwane what it was, from which tribe, things a collector would ask. Then, as we were paying for it, he got a spear and a few men attacked us. I killed one of them." He shudders as he remembers the events.

"I don't know why they let us live, though. I was afraid they were going to kill us, especially after I killed one of them... but then N'kwane said that if we gave up right then and there, no harm would come to us. I didn't believe him, not really, but it was me against two or three men. So I had no choice. When they took us down there, they said that they'd be back shortly, and left. Maybe they were going to turn us into those... things..." He trails off.

"Lt. Poole was already there when we were taken in the dungeon. There was something else we were going to check out... crying. It started probably about the time Jack and Jibril gained entry to the building, and then stopped. I don't know if they had captured someone else, or what."
 
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"I don't think discussing the JuJu House is going to benefit us any further. Anything that happens in regards to them will have to be handled by the police. However, things seem to go further than a few negros killing our friend. I could be wrong abou tthat, what do you all think? What other leads did the other group find? Where do we go from here?"
 

yangnome said:
"I don't think discussing the JuJu House is going to benefit us any further. Anything that happens in regards to them will have to be handled by the police. However, things seem to go further than a few negros killing our friend. I could be wrong abou tthat, what do you all think? What other leads did the other group find? Where do we go from here?"

Father Paul speaks up. "Shouldn't that be the end of it? The police will roust out that den of murderers to the quick. And that should be the end of this ghasty business right?" He looks over to Father O'Malley. "Sean, I am proud of your courage in trying to help your friend but you were almost killed tonight. I don't think you should get any more involved in this."
 

Taking a deep drag from a newly lit cigerette, Jack grunts, "Sure, if you trust the cops. Sure, they'll protect one of their own... but this... this is something else entirely. Cops don't tend to believe this kind of thing."
 

" We saw evil tonight, Father Paul - not the daily evils of Man, but evil, walking incarnate. Those things were an affront to God.. They need to be destroyed. If you had seen them, you would agree." Jibril looks briefly at Jack. "If Elias was researching a book that connected the Juju House to what he found in his widespread travels, then ...." Jibril pauses thinking, "...then we must consider that this evil imay be similarly widespreadis that not right?"
 


"When Jack and I arrived there to rescue the others, before we could get out, two men attacked us. At least we thought they were men. But when they approached, they had the same symbol as jackson had carved intheir heads. One of them has its guts and intestines hanging out. We shot them and they kept coming at us. Those things were the walking dead."
 

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