Malus (eBook)

Barry Boyd Bryson (Autor)

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2022 | 1. Auflage
424 Seiten
Bookbaby (Verlag)
978-1-6678-7129-5 (ISBN)

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The Door Simple, Quiet, and a great danger to everything near it. Three men discover its location and go missing. Sir Drake Lucas, joined by Pearl Gentry, August Cannon, and others discover they have disappeared and begin the search to find those who are lost. In a faraway land, they are joined by Cronan as they head to the door and enter the deep cave behind it. In its bowels, as their own lives become endangered, they attempt to escape, dividing into two parties trying desperately to stay alive. Cronan leads his followers into a beautiful environment that has a pending danger as Drake leads those at his side through a devastating landscape of volcanoes to find a lady who may help them survive. Yet, when she is found, there is another who informs Drake of an even greater danger. Malus, the truest embodiment of evil, has now put all things at risk of total annihilation. Only these few have any chance of preventing him from accomplishing his evil plans. With only so much time before the decimation of all things, Drake and Cronan lead the others towards an unknown fate, both aware that should they not be successful not only will they all die but everything that exists now will forever be gone.

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The DoorSimple, Quiet, and a great danger to everything near it. Three men, Sidney, Curtis, now joined by Oskar, search for it in newly formed Yugoslavia. After meeting a man named Cronan they are told where it is located and they head for its destination. After arriving at it they feel an ominous sense. After it opens, they slowly enter. Back in Boston, Sir Drake Lucas is notified by Henry Cabot Lodge that they are nowhere to be found. Joined by Pearl Gentry, August Cannon, and others they begin an expedition to find them. In a faraway land, they are joined by Cronan as they head to the door and enter the deep cave behind it. In its bowels, as they are attacked by bizarre-looking creatures and become endangered. Dividing into two parties they escape down separate tunnels in hopes of survival. Cronan leads his followers into a beautiful environment that has a pending danger as Drake leads those at his side through a devastating landscape of volcanoes to find a lady who may help them survive. Yet, when she is found, there is another who informs Drake of an even greater danger. Malus, the truest embodiment of evil, has now put all things at risk of total annihilation. With a great weight upon them, only these few have any chance of preventing him from accomplishing his evil plans. With only so much time before the decimation of all things, Drake and Cronan lead the others towards an unknown fate, both aware that should they not be successful not only will they all die but everything that exists now will forever be gone.

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Chapter I

The Arrival

Journal entry of Curtis Greene, 25 October 1923:

 

- We have arrived. As I looked through the small porthole in my cabin, something about this location felt unsettling to me. Leaving the room I approached the deck and cautiously stepped down along the gangway. In my mind I began to question our coming to this place.

What had started as a rambunctious discussion and ultimately a decision to investigate the curiosity of this place now occurred to me as what may be described as an unconsidered mistake. I, Curtis Greene, and my companion of great intellect, Professor Sidney Clarke, have come here on an expedition of exploration and discovery. Now, as I sit here putting pen to paper in this well-worn public house, I reflect back on what brought us here.

It was in Boston at the Massachusetts Historical Society where we learned of this place and … The Door. This Door was apparently a source of great angst to the locals of the nearby town. This township, which had been previously named Prolaz or gateway, had over time evidently taken the name Smert, Serbian for the word “death.” We all found the change more than slightly intriguing and decided we must further research that place and find the location of The Door.

The Door.

There were legends of those who went to The Door with little reason and, also according to legend, were never to return or be seen again. As we learned more of this lore in the pitiful few writings discovered in an old library at the heart of the city, our curiosity was piqued. Intrigue of the possibilities overcame our concerns for our own safety, even our own lives. After much effort to gain support, our expedition was finally approved for funding from the Society and two of the supporting universities. We set to making our plans to travel via a small steamship to a town by the name of Srebreno in newly formed Yugoslavia.

Mr. Barnard, a fellow of the Society, was asked to find us someone who could assist us in our endeavors. We told him we needed someone who could understand locals and help us discover the location of The Door. After some days of his own efforts, he told us he had found us our guide. We were instructed to be on the lookout for a person by the name of Oskar Wulf, a man of Germanic descent. We both showed gratitude to Mr. Barnard and, without thinking about the challenges or the dangers of what we were about to face, left the comforts of home for an unknown future in a faraway land.

It took us eight days for a trip normally taking seven. The weather was of the utmost ferocity for the greatest measure of the trip. Along the entire route both Professor Clarke and I learned the true meaning of the word ‘seasick,’ far more than one would ever want to know. I lost a good amount of weight on that ship as I was neither in a condition to eat nor did I want to—so much so that I feel at this moment as if I do not want to return, fearful I might endure such a thing again. The little amount of the cuisine I did manage to eat was of neither quality nor taste.

As we disembarked the paltry excuse of a ship, I had a pervasive feeling of unease for which I wasn’t prepared to which I have already spoken. This town, to the naked eye, would seem as normal, however impoverished it may be. In retrospect, I could not overcome a feeling all about me almost as if sensing our impending doom. Was it a great foreboding of what was to come? Of this I still cannot say and wish not to ponder.

As we moved away from the steamship, trudging our moderate luggage along, I watched the simple folk distributed along the port area and streets. Gulls were soaring above and a strong breeze flowed with the aroma of the sea upon it. There was a man, accompanied by his ruffian dog, who was trying to sell various and sundry items at the edge of the closest road. A woman scurried along the muddy pathways ahead of us holding hands with her three children. Vagabonds sat, seemingly calling out for some form of monies, though I was not sure as I didn’t speak the language. As our feet walked upon the solid earth there was a change in the odor of that place I do not wish to describe in these pages except to merely say it was most offensive.

The people of the town moved about their business. One thing I noticed, though, which I saw as not normal, was truly everybody had their faces covered in some way or another, whether partially or completely, by hats, scarves, hoods, and even high collars for some. As I looked about, I saw everyone watched us with unsettling, staring eyes. The strange looks given by many of those around us all gave to each of the departing passengers was disquieting. It may have been fear maybe even contempt. I wondered if they were afraid of us, of what we were to bring to their town or if they may have even feared what might happen.

We were hailed by the third man of our party to this place, our German scout, Oskar. We shook hands and embraced as men. Oskar was very adept in his skills, which we were to need greatly on our trip. His English, however, through no fault of his own, was atrocious. He seemed a good man, but as I have already written, atrocious. After our greetings and introductions, we strode down what I assumed was the main street.

 

We moved along as we discussed what we needed to do to prepare to travel to our destination. Oskar was to go find us shelter for the night and, hopefully, transportation so we might not have to travel on foot. Professor Clarke, after losing his focus admiring a building that seemed to have burned down recently, was to search for information about the past of The Door and the area about it. I was assigned to find us a public house where we may all eat. I, of course, having the money I had managed to convert into the local currency, would be the one to pay.

We then parted and went about our separate tasks. I unfortunately also had the task of carrying all of our luggage. Looking around I discovered an old cart that seemed no longer in use, at least that is the excuse I used to confiscate it. I grasped its handles, brought it to the luggage, loaded it, and doing my best to push the cart along, was off to find a public house. As I walked, I could still see the local people around me glaring and scrutinizing me as if I were a danger. I continued to ponder what those around me were thinking, wondering if it could be they just didn’t want strangers about. This I could understand, but I wondered why the intensity.

The ground was horrific, items of clothing in tussled messes, pieces of wood and stone lying about in random fashion, as well as other carts impeding my way. There were depressions set into the ground as far as the eye could see. I felt sure I was to lose a wheel if this were to go on much longer. I finally found what seemed to be a public house. I cast my gaze at the sign above its entrance, completely unable to understand the language it was written in.

I headed towards it, arriving at its front. I could hear a good bit of discussion from inside filling me with hope the day was to get better. I began to move the baggage in one at a time as I did not want them to be left outside where they might get pilfered. I did not trust those around me at this point. I opened the entry door and at that very moment those inside all saw me everyone quickly stopped speaking. Yet again I saw those stares coming from every being within that establishment. It was more than slightly discomforting as if they all felt I was a curse upon them. I moved in and out of the establishment, bringing in the rest of the luggage before sitting at the closest table. When finally a barmaid approached me, cautiously so, asking what I wanted, I was happy to hear she spoke in English. Very broken English, but understandable. I finally settled on Potato Schnapps. One gets what one can.

And here I sit, finishing my writing as I sip the last draught of my drink. Yet nowhere around me do I see either Professor Clarke or Mr. Wulf. -

 

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Curtis sat at the table and continued to drink. Occasionally someone would enter, see Curtis, and immediately turn to leave. Rarely did anyone speak, and when they did, it was only to order from the maid or to whisper to someone else near them. After a significant time had elapsed, Curtis became very concerned as to why he had not seen either of his companions. Less so of Oskar as he was sure of his ability to deal with anything coming his way, but Sidney not being there worried him.

Did he get lost? Is he stuck in his thoughts somewhere? Was he assaulted and killed?

Curtis wondered what may have happened. He was aware that Sidney, being only a man of thought, clearly had no capability to defend himself or even at times to notice his surroundings. Curtis also felt he may be in danger from those near him. He knew none of these people or of what they may do to him given the chance.

His mind returned to concern over Professor Clarke, his worries continuing to become greater. There was a point he finally decided he could no longer just sit and wait. Deciding he needed to find the professor, with great haste he stood and turned to head for the door only to run into a man behind him. Both fell with a thunderous sound to the floor, everyone watching but no one standing.

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Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 24.10.2022
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy
• ISBN-10: 1-6678-7129-3 / 1667871293
• ISBN-13: 978-1-6678-7129-5 / 9781667871295