Part 1 - MANSIONS OF MADNESS/Mansion of Madness: Andrew Keetling is Missing
MANSIONS OF MADNESS/Part 1-Mansion of Madness
Victoria Valencia (Bill) Mob Accountant
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James (Tony) Student
of Egyptology |
Khatan Rajar (Criv) Parapsychologist The deep claw-marks across his face imply he was a failed lion tamer. Or he encountered some dangerous Mithos entity! |
September
1925: It’s been near 6 months since James and Dr. Khatan
orchestrated the destruction of the rocket created by the Chinese “Bloated
Woman” cult in their failed attempt to bring forth Narlyathotep. Finally
working their way back to New York to visit Eddie’s sister Victoria to explain
her brother’s demise. Except their explanation omits the gory details of the flying
snakes biting Eddie in half!
So it’s Victoria asking the two if they are willing to
aid her in responding to a dear friend’s request. Sarah Keetling up in Boston
telegrammed concern of her brother missing these last 2 weeks.
Andrew was a client of Eddie’s bootlegging, supplying the scotch Sarah so enjoys.
Andrew was a client of Eddie’s bootlegging, supplying the scotch Sarah so enjoys.
With no car, we take a train then taxi to Sarah’s front
door. Expensive district; townhouse; wealth. Except it’s a drab woman answering
the door; Sarah herself without makeup, disheveled and obviously distraught.
“Thank you for coming. The police were no help; Sergeant Patrick Devlin passed
it off as another playboy on a romp.” She described Andrew as a bookworm who
liked working at the ‘Boston Museum of Fine Arts’. Ms. DuMort his supervisor. He’s
become quite the art connoisseur hanging around with local art students. No,
nothing unusual. No enemies. No girlfriends. Just those distasteful paintings
he brought home hanging up in his study.
She leads us upstairs unlocking a door to reveal a dark
room with the curtains closed. She fumbles for the light switch as we find a
desk, bookshelf, couch, and 3 huge paintings each occupying its own wall. James
seems to be hitting on Sarah (we'll take that as "distracting" her to ease our investigation) as Khatan approaches each painting while Victoria
inspects the bookshelf. As for the paintings:
“Dweller in the Void” – humanoid figure suspended in webbing…as Khatan stares, faces seem to appear in the webbing.
“Dweller in the Void” – humanoid figure suspended in webbing…as Khatan stares, faces seem to appear in the webbing.
Moving on to “Sylvan Night” – a blonde nude sprawled across a black stone with
pine trees in the background and a dark swirling mass overhead. Signed by J.
Garcetti.
The bookcase is a collection of travel guides and over
20 books of art work. But one book stands out as Victoria notices papers
sticking out. A woman’s handwriting, “My darling Andrews…Love JG”. “I thought
you said Andrew didn’t have a girlfriend.” A dozen letters spanning the last 2
months that describe their passionate meeting at the Sailor’s Club.
Continuing to the desk, V finds a locked drawer; well,
was locked. An account ledger recording payments for European cuisine, various
language books (Latin and Italian), and 3 LARGE payments to Josephine Garcetti
2+ weeks ago.
Sarah denies our request to use Andrew’s car still in
the garage since none of us have a license. So it’s a taxi ride to the museum.
Mistake – James becomes a fountain of trivial knowledge as he pauses before
each piece of work on display. Fortunately Khatan pushes on to meet the
attractive Ms. DuMort, an exhibit director. “Andrew? Work? He didn’t need the
money; this was more a hobby. He helped appraise the art and helped with
storage. He was into the classic painters, then Degas, and then that loose woman
Garcetti. Ghastly paintings. And to think we offered her employment based on
her studies at Boston University. Andrew and I used to have lunch dates. Till
that Josephine appeared. She drug him off to some speakeasy called the
‘Sailor’s Club’…awful people…criminals. Josephine? Small, thin, blonde drawing
a lot of attention especially with her indecent dress…exposed knees! Harlot.”
[I do think a bit of jealousy]
It’s 6pm as we take a taxi ride to the club; except it
doesn’t open for another hour. The short walk to the B.U. campus is interrupted
when Khatan notices us being followed…a fourth long shadow joins our stroll. A
shadowy figure dressed in a fedora and too large trench coat. The Dr slips into
an alley to ambush our tail. Maybe the eerie features of the stalker (grey,
rubbery skin) thwart the Dr as it steps aside, cackles, turns into a mist then
flows down the street drain. This being Victoria’s first exposure to such cult
mysteries, she checks her sawed-off shotgun then asks, “OK, what the hell was
that? And what really happened to Eddie?”
At the college campus James again becomes a faucet
trying to hit it up with the jocks and the girls. No-one remembers an art
student named Josephine; they suggest checking with the administration office.
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Between Randolph and the girls we soon learn Andrew and
Josephine frequented this place. In fact Josie used to date the owner Zeek
before Andy’s appearance. Soon James and the Dr are invited to the back room to
meet the owner. Zeek Crater sits at his desk wearing a large brim hat and cape
(out of place for this warm weather). It’s as if the man is trying to hide a
disfigurement. “Josie, that bitch? She stole from me. My mother’s stone. I
don’t care about her but return the stone and I’ll reward you $2500. It’s about
6 inches long; dark stone. Turn it at the right angle and you’d swear it looks
like a reclining woman. She ain’t in Boston. Not her apartment; probably fled
home to Muskrat Rapids, Pennsylvania.”
Meanwhile, Victoria joins the mob table to talk
business, in Italian. Eddie Santoochie explains their presence keeping an eye
on a rival gang. “Zeek killed many my friends during the gang wars. But now we
try peace, keeping an eye on each other. Us down the street at the Roxy. Yeah,
I’ve seen the Josephine you mention. And her friend Andria Pentargen. Both
missing. But not before they told stories of Zeek’s wild parties…crazy
shit…bites the head off live chickens drizzling blood on a stone, then hopping
between the girls like an all-night stud."
It’s 3am when the band finally begins to pack up. So
Victoria takes the opportunity to speak with the leader, Zoots. “Yeah, I’ve
seen the girl you look for. Fine looking broad. Friend of Zeek…close friend for
awhile. Till his European trip shopping for more supplies. Then that police
raid the night before his return. Big newspaper article about Black magic crap
with cultists. Black magic, right. They were all whities.”
We return to Sarah’s house to sleep, rising late. About
the time James strolls in having spent the night with Milly. Off to the
newspaper office where we find two articles: 1) Interview with Detective Pat
Devlin. Kidnap victim dies in the raid. 12 cultists killed, two captures, and
another escaped. 2) Another article days later describing the captured cultists
dead from a fire within their cell. Cause/source of fire unknown.
So it’s off to the police station to get an eye-witness
account from detective Devlin; a harried looking officer in his mid-forties, a
big man with a doughy face and thinning hair. We offer our help to the captain
who corrects us, “Only a sergeant, but crack this case and hopefully I get
promoted to captain. The raid? A phone call tip about the missing Chinatown
girl within one of the Boston parks. Wooded area, bonfire, and chanting when we
came upon them. A thin blonde was chanting some crap out of a book while
someone else held a ceremonial dagger over the victim. Bullets flying
everywhere. The china girl killed in the cross fire. Killed a dozen cultists
and captured two. The blonde escaped. We’ve had records on her…Josephine. Moved
here a decade ago when she was 17. Our prisoners? Kept claiming to be Sylvan
Knights here for the ‘One in the Void’. High on some kinda drug. Don’t know how
they started the fire. Scary shit as they just stood there ablaze saying that
‘Void’ shit.”
Surprisingly the detective brings the dagger out of the
evidence locker. Serrated on both sides of the blade with a femur bone for a
handle. The ball-joint on the end carved into a face. James and the doctor haven’t a clue, but
Victoria suddenly reveals, “That looks Sumarian…Kandarian devil worship.” [How
the hell did she know that?! Her brother must have mentioned the dagger
involved in Jackson Elias’ murder last year. That got her researching such
things.]
James is eager to research the cult and dagger at the
Boston Library. And along the way the ghostly man appears,
beckoning us his way. “Keetling in the dark. I am his dreams. He wants your
help…the One-In-the-Void wants his soul. She loves me. She resists the Dweller
but her Will weakens. You must stop her else the Dweller will occupy your
world. Hurry! Her Will weakens.” And once again, the form melts into a mist.
It’s 4 hours before the train departs. Time for more
research.
At the library we learn the Sylvan cult is described in
a book named the “Kingdom of Shadows”. An unholy text written in Latin. The
only copy shipped to Miskatonic University along with a 6” stone. Both stolen.
Another trip to the B.U. Art Department admin office.
Garcetti was on full scholarship but dropped out a year ago. Her advisor
Professor Jones describes her as a disturbed individual. “Kept saying she had
to paint what she was told.” He suspected voices in her head; mental illness.
Andria? She left for lack of funds.
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