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  I had been unable to explain what he had said to Marple, and asked him to explain everything to Marple instead, as his interest in what was occurring was increasing, and I handed the phone over to him, looking confused about it.

  After ten minutes of listening to him and Oswald talking, and other scientists there being put on the line, he stood looking confused and put the phone down.

  After sitting at the fireplace silently for a long time I finally asked what he had told him, and to see if I had missed anything.

  “There seems to be far more to this case than meets the eye!” he finally moaned, and also seemed to like it, and the challenge of dealing with something new, and deadly, with such a challenge.

  “What do you make of it?” I replied, curiously.

  “They still seem to believe it’s of a supernatural nature!” he replied calmly, and sat back into his seat. “Well, they backed up their findings with a great deal of readings, findings, and have gone to a great deal of trouble exploring what they believe is there! And the most fascinating findings are their photographs and film footage taken of it, which they are sending someone over here with, which if I am not mistaken will give us a great deal of information on the Santa killer, and what we might be able to give to the police and media!”

  I was surprised, and I sensed he was holding something back from me and asked if they had found anything else, and I recalled I had heard them give him something at the end of the conversation, which they had just discovered.

  “They seem to have discovered how he entered and left the building! They detected that he left there by going under the building! By some new method, which they have not yet been able to discover …”

  I was left confused, staggered, and wished I had remained on the phone, and wondered what he meant! Or they meant! And I could not grasp how it emerged and left going below the ground, and what he thought it was, as I had seen its appearance, and the reindeer creatures emergence the last time, and was positive that it had not just went under the floor, and wondered what the scientists had discovered, and in the end decided to wait and question Oswald.

  Chapter 10

  The Ancient Visitation

  McMurdo’s pale complexion and shaken appearance showed he had encountered something beyond his comprehension, of an immensely deadly diabolical nature, and he shook in terror, barely able to speak, and looked gravely ill.

  I strained my eyes to see him in the dimness of the underground train tunnel, near London Bridge, beside the underground Roman cavity they had just uncovered in the side of the tunnel, which he had just climbed out!

  “What did you see down there?” I gasped, in horror, at what he had suggested existed.

  “I saw its face!” he muttered. “It’s hideous! Its existence goes back far further than humans, and far beyond! It’s trapped down there somewhere!”

  I stood frigid and staggered at the danger, and started to comprehend what we were up against, and had been missing!

  I wondered what could be powerful enough to trap it, and if there was even anything in existence to free it!

  “Its origins go beyond humans, and the Romans who settled here, and has been dormant, waiting to be revived, and uncovered, and has remained undetected by our technology!”

  He continued, biting his lower lip hard, “Our detection methods are far inferior and are mainly created and function to discover normal objects, and even normal unidentified objects, and our investigations of it are futile!”

  I sat frigid, realizing the mistake we had made and what the outcome of what was occurring could be, and by trying to handle something of its nature, which could categorically kill us all!

  “Some scientists found traces of it though, which were kept confidential – while they tried to locate and investigate it!”

  “It must be incredible!” I answered firmly. “It must have been tremendous! What made it come to this place, in the first place?”

  “Nobody knows! Perhaps there’s something here, which it came to investigate! If it was far less dormant it might have been located by some means! It is powerful!”

  I was amazed that he thought it could have some form of powerful presence, and I believed it was supposed to be entirely supernatural, and was sure I was destined to discover its existence, and full potential, and believed it could be buried away below us, below the cavity, unearthed by them, working there, and I detected he had been up to something when he discovered its existence.

  Deep down I thought McMurdo had barely survived, and seemed to believe he could be killed in some hideous way!

  It was lucky Marple had not been able to get hold of the archaeologists to investigate his accounts of the lost treasure, and Roman map he had found, as they were working on another project, but I knew they soon would, and that we could not do anything about it, and I thanked him for warning me.

  In the ground below my feet I was surprised to see an object, which I saw was a Roman coin, and I grabbed it and cleaned dirt away from it, in the dim light, and I entered further into the massive cavity in the side of the tunnel wall, and looked down into the large hole there, going deep below, and into the hideous cavity, and wondered why in the hell it was there, and why the railway company had not filled it in, but I knew they would once they had completed the rest of the railway line, and it could be buried away for future explorers to uncover.

  I recalled the other incident we had investigated, at Battlefield Road, and after all the observations, research, and by leading scientists, scientists admitted that the thing found in the woman’s house we investigated had unknown origins, mainly by its appearance and tremendous unrecognized powers! Although they still had a lot of work and investigations to carry out, and had found little, and they were trying to keep it confidential!

  “We have to investigate it!” McMurdo warned. “The future of the world could be at stake? If the wrong people get hold of it …”

  “We should investigate it!” I agreed, recalling a newspaper article. “There may soon be many more constructions being built around here! They’re building far more constructions now … We have to get anything we can on it – and as much information on it and its origins …”

  “There’s little! That’s been found! It’s mainly in ancient lost legends, which show its hideous features – and that of the devil!”

  I was left confused at what information he had discovered, and stated, “If it has a physical presence we could discover something new about it – and it would be worthwhile to investigate!”

  McMurdo gasped, in horror, still badly shaken from his confrontation with it, and replied, “I never thought I would live to see it and survive!”

  Chapter 11

  The Lost Cavity

  After a week the descriptions McMurdo gave were unbelievable and I could not believe I was exploring the cavity, on my own, with the scientists and archeologists above, with me on the end of a rope, daggling in hideous deep blackness.

  It was too unacceptable for me to fully believe McMurdo’s accounts, and I left it at that, and believed I could survive, if I watched what I did, and believed there were great dangers lurking in the cavity below, and I recalled being surprised by him showing me an ancient almost incomprehensive account that specified that the location was the resting place of something hideously wicked, buried away there.

  I conjured up vague visions of a spooky medieval haunted torture chamber and ancient dungeon below.

  A distant rumble shook the surrounding area, from a distant train, releasing small debris and dust from overhead, and vibrated through the rope.

  Marple arrived above and appeared over the edge of the hole, with his face examining what he could see of me, over the abyss below, and I knew he would be considering a different method of getting the archeologists, scientists, and equipment down.

  In seconds the rope wildly jerked and I went downwards, and the faces above vanished into the swirling dark, as I spun uncontrollably around, and a surge of blackn
ess engulfed me, like falling into a black hole.

  When it slowed I was left in nothingness, and the hole above became a spot of light, which gave little light down to me, and I realized how deep it was, with confusion, and I gasped at what McMurdo had been through, and that he had arrived there on his own, with little knowledge of anything.

  A white radiance blasted down from Marple’s torch and it shifted to specific calculated positions, illuminating a dreamy sight above me, showing the hidden cavity walls, and I gasped at its immensity and the danger of it collapsing down, and wondered how dangerous it was, and realized that at least the railway line was not over it, and it was over solid ground.

  As my eyes adjusted to the dim light above I watched it probing its way about, scattering beams through clouds of silky dust; and it occasionally blew near me, and I continued on down, inhaling in enough air.

  At the bottom of the shaft I was again left in darkness, and released the rope from me and dropped down onto the ground, and tried seeing about me in the dim light, and sensed something buried deep in its depths.

  There seemed to be rubble everywhere, and boulders, some firmly fitted together in the ground, and I stood saying nothing, and watched Marple above checking what he had.

  What the hell was the cavity? It never looked like an artificial structure, and I wondered how it was formed, and examined rocks at my feet, and I knew it had to have been something as McMurdo would not have been wrong, and I shivered seeing its deep dark regions, where anything could exist.

  I wondered if McMurdo had fully reported it to the train company, as if the whole surrounding area collapsed down, and other areas like it there, they should think of filling them in.

  By Marple’s frantic reactions, as he attached the rope and got ready to come down, I sensed that he might have found something, and I knew we might find something, and realized that we must be under streets I knew above the railway tunnel and I tried to work out the exact location.

  It was strange as there had to be something deadly there and I could not grasp what and where, and tried going over what McMurdo had said, and I realized he had hardly said anything, and I wondered how I would get back up to the top, and I watched Marple come down and knew he had something, and was not saying anything at the moment, but I could not quite grasp what.

  I wondered why someone would want to go to such lengths to build the cavity, and realized it had to be a natural cavity, and I started exploring an area nearby.

  Water dripped down from somewhere overhead and I cleaned it from my face, and whished I had taken down the torch they had, but it would have left them all in darkness, but in my pocket I had matches if I needed them, and lit one to see if I could see anything, but it was too faint, and I saw a cloud of dust spraying down, and I covered my eyes.

  While I walked away I listened to vague hollow surges come down from above, and I caught glimpses of people watching me in the hole above, while Marple came down below them.

  At the front of me I saw the cavity wall and mechanically tried to place my hand against an area of it, trying to feel what I could not see.

  I expected to find stone but all I found were thicker webs, covering something, where an area of stone had crumbled down and collapsed over the ground.

  As I shifted forward a flicker of dim light overhead grabbed my attention and I felt thick cobwebs crawling over my face and hands, and I heard murmurs of archaeologists, excited about coming down, and I wondered what we were doing there.

  I felt about, still unable to grasp anything, desperate to get answers, and find something, before the others got down, and I felt jagged rocks under my shoes, and further along felt rocks pile up across my front; and I blindly touched shapes, embedded in others, and felt something strange directly ahead, and jerked my hand away, realizing it was some form of deadly life form.

  Chapter 12

  The Hidden Chamber

  The visitations by the Santa formation stopped after the encounter and I returned to the cavity to check how the archeologists were getting on, and what they had discovered.

  While climbing down their rope ladder to the bottom I was surprised at the difference there, and the amount of archaeologists and scientists now below, and the place with so many powerful lights, and I examined the size of the cables going down below, and watched them all over the cavity animatedly working, not just doing normal work, but digging out ancient things, and examining small discoveries.

  They had dug away massive chunks of the ground, deep into the ground, with powerful drills and other equipment, and I was fascinated by the dead creature and its remains I found there, which nobody had yet recognized, and I knew it was too ancient and decomposed, with little to identify it, but I knew it was something different, of unknown origins.

  I knew they had to be onto something big, and tried to see what, and I then examined them for people I knew, and to see what they were doing.

  Near the bottom I realized how big the cavity actually was, with some surprise, and wondered why it was not in danger of collapsing, and examined it for anything they might have used to reinforce it to prevent it occurring.

  There were many scientists, of especially from the exploration association, and they were everywhere examining and setting up equipment, with archeologists excitedly excavating large and small regions, and I climbed onto the ground and examined equipment nearby for clues to what was generally happening, and I recalled reading about some of their work in a science magazine, and I watched Oswald and Higgins at work, and sensed they had recently had a discovery or major discovery.

  Their determination was roaring and unbelievable and they had proven there were occurrences centered there, and they had brought in all the scientists, paranormal scientists, and members of the exploration association, and I realized it was their biggest discovery, and that it was perhaps their greatest chance to prove the existence of theories to the world, and science world.

  It was incredible as when they realized they never had all the evidence they needed they withdrew telling me anything, which was a major factor of why they never told much.

  What was there confused me, and when I thought of McMurdo I was left astounded, and it sent a deep chill through me, as I thought of what it could do.

  I recalled our investigating the killer Santa in the woman’s living room, when they were monitoring it with their equipment, and I recalled seeing it in the living room, and realized it was there, and jumped back startled, and my heart leapt, and saw its dark red figure shifting into the room, which shifted out of nothing and the darkness of the corridor, and I watched a scientist activate cameras and equipment, he had been adjusting.

  I suddenly recalled all the data they had collected, and wondered if they had found anything from it since, and asked Oswald about it and he nodded that they had.

  “Did you get a proper photo of it?” I quickly asked, wondering why they had not sent a photo, for us to use to identify it, and give the police to identify it.

  “Okay!” he replied, and searched through his case and looked through a group of photos, and eventually handed me one, to my surprise, and I stood with my mouth open.

  The photo was unbelievable as in my recollections of it I only saw energy formations, and I wondered if I had imagined it now.

  “When was this one taken?” I asked, curiously.

  “Just before it left!”

  “Have you any earlier ones?”

  “Not any longer! I eventually threw them away! They showed little, and no face or anything could be seen! Including on all the stuff we got!”

  I studied the photo again, and tried to realize what it looked like again, and held it away from me, and again realized it looked like an ancient drawing I had once seen of the devil, and gasped when I recalled what McMurdo had said.

  What confused me was if it was evil, or doing something else, and why it had killed people it had visited, including the boy, and had left his bones.

  Even though it was
dark it looked like Santa when I had seen it, and I had watched its strange figure move and make sounds like Santa, and I realized again how similar it was to a department store Santa, and I tried to grasp what it was doing there!

  There was something strange I just could not grasp, from everything it did, and how it had moved and did things far differently than anyone or anything I had seen, and I was shocked at how lethal its appearance was. It was like there was something there that should not be there!

  I stared at where the scientists were at work, as a distant train rumbled away in the distance, and shook the roof slightly, and dust blew about from it.

  “Did you get anything else about it?” I asked, curiously.

  “Yes! As we told Marple! We discovered it was transmitted there!”

  “What?” I gasped, wondering what he meant.

  “We discovered something else later!” he continued, walking away. “It was transmitted there from somewhere underground!”

  I was left confused, wondering what he had meant, and if they had proven what they had found.

  Chapter 13

  The Press Conference

  When I arrived back there a few days later I was surprised to see reporters from a major newspaper in the train tunnel, and entering the cavity, and I saw the entrance into the cavity had been increased in size, and had been fitted with a cable elevator.

  From above I saw people from the media, from all over the globe, and they were holding a press conference, and members of the exploration association and other scientists were giving them details of an important discovery, and I gasped and wondered what had happened to the deadly occurrences there, and looked about to see any signs of it, and was surprised to see Oswald looking worried about something, and knew it had to be something new!