Monsters from Beyond Reality (14 page)

He had always wanted to explore and discover
something new of value and greatness in science, and perhaps even
be remembered in history!

What interested and alarmed them was why it
was hidden in such a place and created such occurrences! What was
it they were dealing with anyway? Why was it in such a far out
place?

Something of unfathomable unidentifiable
supernatural nature sounded as though it were under him trapped in
some form of magnetic or energy field, trapped and trying to free
itself from something, ultimately escaping to another location of
liberty, and he tried imagining some form of spirit trapped there
every night for hundreds of years.

“
Have
you found if it’s
down there?
”
Pendleton shouted in, in an alarmed
state, with a combination of annoyance and confusion, and Bryson
realized that he had been trying to get his attention, and he gave
him the impression that he might be on the edge of considering
doing something extreme, beyond the normal.

“
It’s that disturbance below! I need
more time here to examine the tunnel and see if I can discover
something!”

Bryson again started to realize the
implications of the find and that they might have to check what was
there someday, and he better start finding information about
it.

Pendleton
shouted loudly, “Good idea!”

Bryson was
confused at what they would do if he found the treasure there
below? How would they go about getting it? What was there could be
guarding the treasure, and why nobody had got it? William Randall
could have left it there to guard his treasure while he was away?
Yet if that were the case how would he have gotten the treasure
himself and how did he put the thing and the treasure below?

Bryson felt
that he had finally found something that might even be above his
understanding and he wondered if he was going pay for his
encountering the thing below?

It amazed Bryson, from what Pendleton had
told him, was that they had been trying to get the treasure there
in the middle of the night, in what had been a haunted castle
buried away in a wood. Yet he believed that they were good – as
they had traced the treasure there and found the location – and had
survived getting through the wood.

He imagined them shifting into the shaft and
making their way down, with their ancient lights.

Bryson looked up and saw
ventilation s
hafts
entering the tunnel and realized that they must run through most of
the building.

“
What
else could it be?” Pendleton asked, trying to get some information
on the tunnel, and Bryson ignored him.

The height of
the castle was incredible, especially with it having been built
when it had, as well as the length being so massive with rooms and
corridors going out everywhere – and he could hardly believe that
they had built it and he wondered if it was built by something else
– and he remembered that he had not thought such a construction had
been possible at that date. It was also unbelievable that somebody
had managed to ship the construction over to there when it had
happened, in such large sections and fit them together.

How could
people spend so much on such things at the date it was built? It
was a disgrace and offense that such a work of art and construction
should end up derelict out in such a desolate wood? He really
wished to solve the mysteries there and put them out in the open
for everyone to see.

He gasped as
he recalled the legends and what had already happened there and
wondered if this could be his final encounter!

For a moment
he considered if it had actually come from Transylvania and had
vampires or something – and that was what they were missing! At
times he had thought it had similarities to castles over there!

“
You
could
send down a camera with a light attached down?”
Pendleton announced, to his surprise, and wondered why the
scientists had not done it and recalled that he had heard some of
them mention exploring the tunnel with equipment, and remembered
that their stuff had vanished.

Sounds were now screaming up at him and he
realized how loud they had become, as if a gateway into hell were
there, with him balanced over it.

He jerked when he heard some sort of almost
human scream as though from out of in a distant strange place, and
he searched below where the bottom of the castle was and saw
blackness, like it were really located out in space.

Some of blocks of stone about him resembled
smaller versions of stones in Egyptian pyramids and he even
wondered if they were the same and there for some reason. They were
strange things to use to build with as their weight was immense and
they could easily have decreased their size and made them easier to
shift about and work with, but they were hard to penetrate and were
needed in a good castle.

He realized some sounds were now not
emerging from far below him but were coming from somewhere
just
below him, and then he thought
he heard one emerge next to him and he listened intensely with
confusion.

Sounds
manifested everywhere as though they were invisible unidentifiable
things surrounding there, and strange glowing and swirling forces
seemed to form in the blackness below, and he saw something that
looked like a transparent rectangle black shape.

As he tried to see what was going on about
him he noticed that light across his front was moving upwards and
he fixed his eyes onto a strange orb of light floating upwards.

With a loud thud he banged his shoulder
against the side of him and clouds of gray dust flew about almost
blinding him, going into his face and lungs, and he rushed back
into the room.

Chapter 15

The Mist

Early the next morning Bryson awoke in the
deep silence of his room and opened his eyes to see that it was
starting to get light, and realized something was somehow different
and instead of seeing peaceful surroundings of his darkened room he
slowly focused upon a faint mist about him and he instantly started
searching for signs of a fire.

Yet there was nothing there to burn as the
castle was virtually entirely made of thick stone and was as
non-flammable as it could be! So he considered what could be
burning!

Could smoke reach there from the lounge,
dinning room, or kitchen? Perhaps one of the chimneys caught fire
with all the rubbish stuck up in them, from years of being there,
with small trees and vegetation covering the outer walls and roof?
A hole in a chimney from it crumbling away could let smoke in!

Yet there was no sign of the scent of
smoke or anything, and he sat upright in bed and watched a dark
shadow from the mist creep over the walls, while cold swirling
currents of mist shifted about in a hovering shape, and a wild
beast
’
s
blood-chilling screech came from a distant place, hidden out in the
landscape, and he considered what it was.

When his eyes adapted and his vision grew in
strength he saw a cloud drifting about over the floor that was
moving around as though there were no gravity and he considered if
it was real or something else. He proved that it was not made of
smoke and only looked like it – and was really something else that
was unidentifiable that was very faint that he could hardly see –
and he looked about to find its source and where it was being
generated, but never saw anything and he checked if it was a
mirage, and some form of light illusion and reflection off
something, and he checked all possible sources. Yet there was
nothing visible to him that could produce it and it hung in the air
over the middle of the room and swirled about, and seemed to be
actually doing something. He was unable to explain its presence,
and he stayed where he was, and started to grasp it could be one of
the supernatural disturbances there, like the mist in the wood, and
he realized that it could be dangerous.

When it thickened he started shifting and
grabbed his clothes, without entering the central region, and he
moved right up to it and watched it forming a turbulent cloud
formation, with it forming shapes in itself, like something was
forming itself into a life form, and, even after seeing all the
things on the previous day in the tunnel, he still tried to prove
that it was something else and he started thinking of other things
that it could be.

It was forming itself into something that
was unidentifiable and he knew Merton and Mortimer would love to
see it and started to work out a route to the door without entering
it and realized that he would have to go through one of its
edges.

He strained himself and prepared himself to
handle what could happen if it reacted and did anything. Though he
could not really see it doing much as it was only in a mist
formation!

Then within it he spotted what looked like a
head and he sat dazed trying to figure out what it would form into,
confused at what would happen when it did! What if it formed some
form of dangerous life form or something else?

The color of the head region was white, with
a far more dense shade than it had been minutes before, and it
clearly was now forming at an accelerated rate, and he decided to
go and get the others and rushed to the door and out into the
corridor and looked out for others but never saw any of them
about.

When he knocked on Merton and Mortimer’s
doors he wondered if he had imagined what it was and he informed
them of what had happened and they both dressed quickly and rushed
over with him to his room.

They stood dazed examining it at the
doorway, searching it for clues to its identity, trying to see what
it could do.

“
What the hell is that?” Mitchell
said, announcing his arrival from behind them, from the side of the
doorway. “Is it dangerous?
”

“
We
don’t know yet?” Mortimer replied first, examining it more than the
others. “What I want to know is why it’s in your room and why we
have not seen this anywhere else?

“
What
did you do yesterday? Did you go out into the wood or something? I
noticed you were away for a long time ...”

Bryson
considered what to say and whether to tell him, ignore him, or tell
him something else.

“
We went
to find the other tunnel where Pendleton entered ...”

“
Was
that over there where the police banned us from going?”

“
Yes!
And we found it! Pendleton recalled where it was – as he now has an
interest in the treasure ...”

“
That
could have been dangerous!”

“
Did you
find anything?” Mitchell said, startled at the mention of someone
making a major move to find the treasure without him knowing of it.
“What was there?”

“
We only
found another tunnel like the other one under the
library!”

“
Where
is it then?”

“
I’ll
have to show you!”

“
Alright! Show it to us later!”

“
I think it is transferring itself
here!
”
Mortimer announced, staring at the formation forming in the
center of the area in front of the bed.

“
What will we do with it?” Bryson
muttered, wondering if it had a means of understanding
them.

“
Wait here!” Mitchell replied, and he
rushed off to get his men at their rooms.

“
It is becoming more powerful!” Merton
stated, staring at its large head shape that kept reforming into
something, which it was clearly putting most of its time and energy
into.

Bryson spotted that it had transformed into
normal matter in places and that yellow slime dripped from its head
into the carpet, and a slight human/animal odor scented the
air.

The thing
seemed to sense something somewhere, perhaps danger, and increased
how fast it was building itself, and Bryson wondered why it had
chosen his room – which the others thought was connected to his
visit to the tunnel – and he wondered why something wanted to visit
him and he realized that it could have easily formed itself
somewhere nearby!

The main
questions had to be was it dangerous and what did it want to do
there?

Mitchell
arrived with his men and their weapons, and moved Bryson and the
two scientists out of the way, and stood at the doorway aiming
their guns at it, waiting for the opportunity to fire at it.

Bryson
wondered if they could kill it in its original state as the bullets
surely would have gone straight through it, and now it could keep
repairing the damage.

“
What
are we going to do with it?” Merton suddenly announced emotionally,
realizing something about it, deliberately grasping Mitchell’s
attention.

“
What we
need to do now is decide what to do with it if it does not attack
us?” Mortimer continued, wondering what Merton had noticed, and he
studied it in detail.

Bryson looked
at where Merton was staring, at its head region, and he suddenly
noticed that it was taking the shape of a human head, and realized
that they could be in trouble if they destroyed it in the form of a
human.

Chapter 16

The New Species of
Human

Once it had completely formed into a human
the men dropped their guns down and stared at it with their mouth
open, and they acknowledged that they had to have witnessed a
miracle.