The Lost Treasure Map Series (51 page)

The complexion of the body showed it was
drained of blood and showed the deadliness of the place, and their
chances of survival had vastly decreased and danger could now exist
there in the castle and during the day now and they never knew what
they were up against and how to survive against it. They were
becoming defenseless and they could not do anything about it!

Bryson was confused more than he could ever
recall and he had difficulty discovering what was occurring because
now he could not even imagine solving what had happened!

Strange thoughts of him leaving the
cold confines of the place and that region gave him shivers of
ecstatic pleasure. Yet the pleasure he could have if they solved
all the riddles there would be far greater! He could return home or
go on holiday to some hot place next to a desert and
celebrate
–
after returning to reality
–
not on the brink of
catastrophe
–
and he could return to solving normal everyday problems with
the effortlessness that he had done for most of his
life.

He attempted to work out the exact time that
it could have occurred and where the room it was in was located,
and wondered why the scientist had been there working alone anyway?
At least it might show that the thing would not touch them in
groups and in the inhabited regions of the castle.

He could not get why no sounds seemed to be
heard from there, and why the death had not been heard? Some loud
sounds outside could be heard miles away. Yet all the castle large
stones could block even the loudest sounds!

Merton still seemed slightly shocked at it!
He had seen him working with the scientist on many occasions!

They all stood
about the body while the police examined things about the body. The
scientist even looked as though he had tried to crawl over the
floor before his death! But he was sure that it only looked that
way and that he had been killed swiftly. But by what? And what had
the thing done to him?

Bryson
and virtually all of the rest of them, accept the police, gasped
when some more of the police arrived and one of them asked,
“
Who would want to kill him?
”

Everyone there shrugged and nobody seemed to
be able to reply and Bryson did not know how they were going to
explain the castle and the situation there if they had to! The
police there refused to believe anything extraordinary could occur
there.

Merton seemed to mutter, not being able to
stay silent any longer, breaking the deep silence, but then was
silenced by definitely not wanting to put his foot in it.

“
What worries me more than
anything,
”
Bryson muttered to Merton, with confusion,
“
is they
don
’t
seem
to have any clues!
”

“
They’ll
find something!” Merton quickly replied.

“
What kind of thing does that? It even
looks like a vampire has drained him of blood!
”

“
That
’
s ridiculous! We should not have
started entering the castle
’
s desolate regions on our
own!
”

“
What do you reckon could do that
then?
”

“
You
’ve
a point and I
don
’
t have
enough facts to say anything! It may be entirely new to us? They
are best treating it as a normal killing until more facts
appear.
”

“
You
’re
correct,
”
he muttered back, glaring through a
window at the wood outside with interest, wondering how the police
would handle the truth.

“
How did his killer know that he would
be here?
”
Bryson spoke louder, for the police to hear, startled by the
thought that whatever it was could be watching them, perhaps now
hidden away in the distant shadows.

“
Perhaps that killer was lurking about
and encountered the scientist on his own out here, and confronted
him ... We
’
ll have to stay in groups and only enter
these regions when we need to.
”

The police at the body seemed to realize the
body was drained of something more and discussed having it checked
further to discover what had happened to it.

“
Why kill him? Do you think something
has been removed from the body?
”

“
I do
not know that! The body will have to be checked
thoroughly.”

One of
the policemen started using a phone to communicate information
about the situation to someone, and eventually started talking
louder to someone else who had him examine the body for him,
and
the police vigorously checked the body looking for
a wound and they checked bruised areas trying to see it and finally
seemed to give up disappointed, and the person on the phone seemed
to react strangely to it and had them check the body again at other
places.

The heavy thuds of distant helicopters
arriving appeared in the distance and Bryson saw the others
starting to leave there.

Persistent moans followed from the person on
the police phone, who was trying to identify what it was, and it
gave Bryson the impression that they never had a clue either and
that the police at the body had not been entirely able to explain
what had happened to the person on the phone, and that the person
was being dragged away from another vital case to visit there.

Although he could not fully get what the
person thought, as the occurrences on this occasion were far from
normal, he was sure that they had not been able to explain the
deadliness and unusualness of the death and that they were trying
to persuade the person to investigate it.

Chapter 11

The Blood Red
Devil

The enormous blood red devil energy
field shot through the thick stone castle walls, like they were
mist, seeking to attack something with vengeance, and its
speed increased and the walls
altered to glowing flickers while it raged on.

The few
people at the castle that rarely caught glimpses of its distant
lightening materializations saw only flashes of red, and if it had
been slow they would have seen red energy and devil features,
straight out of the realms of hell, and realized that they were
confronting the
devil, with its
giant demon shape glowing, altering,
whirling, within hideous energy surges, while it consistently
stopped itself vanishing from existence and back into its original
place and energy states.

Parts of its
composition frequently altered or vanished from view when it
totally lost control of itself and it even formed other hideous
things, and it would show its powers by forming itself into
different versions of itself, like freaks of nature.

In ancient
times people who had witnessed it had either just escaped with
their lives and had given accounts of confronting the most deadly
and powerful devil from the deepest depths of hell or had been
brutally killed with many having their bodies drained of energy,
with their remains being found in hideous forms, and some had even
been found so unrecognizable that they had not been thought of as
being human.

Sometimes it
had lurked in the dark shadows of the castle doing unseen hideous
things, and examining the formation of things.

At times it
had seemed to detect their thoughts and try to understand what they
were and be able to detect strange forms of energy or energy
sources from somewhere and alternate, as though trying to imagine
what it could be and that it wished to confront it if it could.

Its vast
unstable energy explosions could blast out across outer dimensions
with so much force that they threatened to make space and time
either unbalanced and warped or completely rip away and destroy the
fabric of space and time.

Chapter 12

The Psychic Research
Room

The psychic
researcher’s room, beside the tunnel, was fantastic now and Bryson
felt comfortable being there, and especially away from the murder
scene at the other side of the castle, which was now packed with
police investigators and the media that they had brought there and
he was sure they were using the media to cover up making a mess of
things somewhere.

It was
incredible as at one point he had considered the room that he was
in to be the most dangerous place there, with the supernatural
disturbance just behind the wall in the tunnel, and which could
well be the most powerful supernatural spot on the planet, and he
now felt happy there with feelings of comfort from being away from
the murder occurrences.

At one point
he had been sure that they had been going to remove them from there
or take them all away to interrogate them. Sounds of them could be
heard away in the distance, as he watched all the scientists in the
room about him doing their work and he considered what they could
achieve there at the most – but again he still had too little facts
to assume anything.

He had thought
of getting permission from Merton or Mortimer to have their
scientists inform him of any discoveries and information from the
equipment as they monitored it, but decided not to disturb them as
they would tell him anything important when it occurred anyway.

He frequently
gave gasps like the scientists there when he considered what was
behind the wall, and the power of it, with it being able to open
powerful gateways out the universe and to beyond. It reminded him
of sitting on a wall over hell or some hideous place. What was he
missing? What were they missing?

He was sure
that he could believe that anything could exist somewhere if it had
the right means and he knew the powers of science could be used to
create.

The situation
was bad and the castle’s interior was very dangerous and he
wondered if he was imagining that they could get out the place and
situations alive, and that the place and supernatural disturbances
was playing with them and when either they tried to escape from
there or it was ready it would take action against them. The
tension on them had clearly been increasing and some people in or
near to the targeted areas reacted as if they were in war
zones.

Bryson
suddenly recalled recognizing some of the work that some of the
scientists had done years ago, when he had been examining documents
of theirs, and he recalled why he had remembered it all – as it had
to do with them checking for the existence of paranormal for the
military.

Their stuff
was surprising and even more surprising with them working there
with the psychic researchers and he recalled that he had even
originally thought that they had been deliberately putting the
paranormal research title on their project to cover their work and
discoveries, as he had not properly seen anyone even check what
they had claimed they had been doing or had created. He had thought
that they had been checking an alien encounter or the possibility
of an alien encounter having happened.

He questioned
them on what they were doing and if they had found anything and
they gave him documents that informed him that they were checking
for virtually all known forms of energy and matter disturbances
within and from the tunnel.

He questioned
Mortimer about it and if they had detected anything occurring there
or elsewhere when the death had taken place and he informed him
that they had not and had acknowledged no differences.

He wondered if
they could put something together that could properly detect
anything emerging from it into the castle so they would know where
it was located and they could warn the others. Their lives could
also be in danger, especially at such a close range, and that they
were not actually protected by anything, and he wondered if there
was some reason that it never reacted to them being there?

“
What do
you have that can be used to detect that thing that killed one of
your scientists if it reappears?” he asked Merton, when Merton
entered the room, when he finally returned there, and Bryson
watched him consider it as though he had been already for a long
time and was now thinking of something to say about it, and come to
some a conclusion.

“
Presumable reactions and any presence might act on things
and produce effects to indicate them being there,” Merton replied
firmly, but not sure. “Such as it altering air currents, gravity,
magnetic fields, radioactivity, scent, sound waves, static, and the
light spectrum ...”

“
Most of
the equipment here is to check everything in a degree that has not
been done before!” Bryson replied. “To find out if we are missing
something! That thing is starting to kill the people now and they
have not come up with anything to destroy it. And if things go the
way that they are it could kill far more people! We may even have
to leave here in the end! If you have anything, even if it just
helps locate its position then it will help ...”

Merton glared
at him and just laughed, and he looked as if he was wondered how
much he was exaggerating things and if they should help.

“
That
may be a good idea if we
can find anything
,” Mortimer finally replied for Merton,
considering it. “This is not the same as the last castle either!
What I want to know is what does it wants here? Why has it not left
here after such a length of time? And, very importantly, why does
it do what it does?”