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Chapter Ten: Dec 9 1933 - Jan 24 1934 - The Long Road Home
The Belle set down at Lake's camp late on the 9th of December. As the plane touched down they were greeted by Dr. Thorson who, as the most senior member of the expedition present, taken over operations. He and the others had gotten the generator and radio that had been recovered from the Germans' supply cache set up and running. After unloading Professor Moore from the aeroplane, hasty explanations were made. Buernor realized that the others were not telling him the whole story, and Stacey reassured the big Norwegian scientist that he really did not want to know everything that had happened. Nevertheless, Tyson shared the basics of what they had learned which proved enough to ensure Thorson's silence.

After a few hours of rest, the investigators were woken up by the sounds of three triple-engine Fokker aeroplanes landing nearby. The Barsmeier-Falken Expedition had sent a rescue party, as promised. After the DBFE-B, DBFE-C, and the DBFE-D set down, the investigators met with Jacob Falken, the co-leader of the German expedition. He inquired as to Dr. Johann Meyer's fate, and was saddened to learn of his colleague's death. Despite his leading questions the investigators did not reveal the secrets of the City of the Elder Things or the monstrous truth of the Elder Pharos. Acacia Lexington intervened at that point, explaining that she had extensive footage of the super-plateau revealing only unusual rock formations. Though they could tell Falken was skeptical, he relented and made sure that his people would be on hand to help both the Starkweather-Moore Expedition and the Lexington Expedition evacuate back to the Ross Ice Shelf and from there to their ships. It was time to leave Antarctica.


It was time to evacuate both expeditions from Antarctica.

But Professor Moore would not be joining them. His injury was too serious, and he was to be airlifted back to the Barsmeier-Falken Expedition's base on the Weddell Sea for surgery. From there he would be taken to Buenos Aires aboard the Graf Zeppelin. "I will see you back in America, my friends. Take good care of our people." With that, the expedition was bereft of its leadership, and Tyson stepped up to take the role for the remainder of the voyage home.

By the 12th of December both expeditions had left the ice, and the Gabrielle and the Tallahassee were under sail. After no more than a day both vessels ran into heavy pack ice, and from the 13th to the 17th they were at anchor. It was too dangerous to turn back and it would have been suicide to press on. Their hulls creaked and groaned as the thick ice scraped and threatened to crush them. But the ships proved as steadfast as the members of both expeditions and their crews, and the pack ice broke at last. By the 22nd of December, the Tallahassee parted company with its sister ship, as the Lexington Expedition was bound for Hobart in Tasmania while the Gabrielle was bound for Dunedin in New Zeland. With luck, the Starkweather-Moore Expedition would arrive on Christmas Day.

Shortly after dinner on the 23rd, the officers' mess was disrupted as Bert Pacquare, the engineer's mate, brought a trio of squabbling crewmen in for Turlow, the first officer, to deal with. Two of the men, Beakins and White, had been accused of theft by the other man, Humphries. After a brief talking to, the men were set back about their duties. Out of boredom more than anything else, the investigators set out to see what had caused all the fuss. Tyson went back to the crew mess to speak with Beakins and White, while Thorson, Myers, and Jeeves sought out Humphries in the engineering room. Humphries stated, "I won a pair of black opals from that German pilot in a game of cards. Them two stole them from where I had 'em hid, in my tobacco jar." When pressed, he revealed that he didn't really know what black opals were, but assumed that the smooth, matte-black, and cool to the touch stones were valuable. The other two stated their bunkmate had grown suspicious and covetous of his new treasures, while all three of them had "been having bad dreams."

After sharing this information, Tyson became suspicious of the stones he had picked up outside the Elder Pharos and opted to investigate them further. The rest checked the three engineers' cabin, finding an empty and suspiciously clean tobacco jar along with a trail of corrosion staining the wood floor. It ended at the base of the radiator, which had been turned up to a blistering 80 degrees, and a hole had been dissolved to the stainless steel showers on the deck below. No sign of the stones was present. Tyson's experiments revealed that the stones could blunt chisels and hacksaws and proved impervious to corrosives. But once heated...the one he was testing began to move.
It became a blob of black foulness, slightly corrosive, and heavier than water. Cooled to freezing, it became dormant and solid once again. Smaller fragments became completely inert, but were eventually re-absorbed by the rest. He made sure the samples were refrigerated, and tracked down the rest. Late that night, he tossed them overboard, hoping that their lack of buoancy and the cold of the deeps would keep them inert for all time.

As the group struggled with this information, things took a turn for the worse. Early on the morning of the 24th, shortly after breakfast, screams echoed up the stairwell from the engine room. Rushing down to see what had happened (along with much of the off-duty crew) they discovered one of the engineers, Brunel, had been horribly injured and much of one of his legs was gone, dissolved by a powerful corrosive. Two other men had tied the leg off with a tourniquet, but Brunel was in bad shape. As Jeeves and Tyson saw to his aid, Buernor went into th engine room. "Careful!" One of two other mates in there yelled, "It's in here!" Stepping in he saw two sailors, one armed with a huge spanner and the other a fire axe, watching an overturned bucket on the floor. Suddenly it moved as a black ooze beneath it tried to wriggle out. Thorson called for a sheet of metal and some ice, remembering Tyson's discovery, hoping to cool the grapefruit-sized lump off. With a bit of caution, they had captured the black ooze.


The black blob had been caught. Could it be destroyed?

Taking it up to the impromptu lab they had set up in the owner's cabin, Buernor waited on Tyson to continue their investigations. Tyson meanwhile had helped the ship's physician, Lansing, amputate the man's leg. As he headed up the stairs to join his comrade, Paul Turlow stormed on to the scene. "Get that damned thing off my ship!" Before the matter could get out of hand, Captain Vredenburgh intervened. He chose to give the investigators a day to figure out what it was, if there were any more on board, and how to deal with them. Revealing their previous experiments, the precautions they had taken, and what the likely outcome would be, the captain offered them his full support. They found that the larger sample acted the same as the smaller ones, though that the bigger pieces still moved independently and would eventually rejoin.

A few preliminary searches revealed nothing, but by evening the situation worsened. That afternoon they had talked with Brunel, who revealed he found the black blob atop one of the engine stacks. "I thought it was a grease-soaked rag, and shoved it in the front pocket of my overalls. Then it started burning and eating my leg!" Despite that gruesome news, they joined the Captain for a bit of Christmas Eve dinner. Tyson and Thorson opted to remain in the cabin above in case Turlow tried anything - a reasonable precaution, it turned out.

But the relative calm was ruined by the sound of dogs howling and snarling from the hold. Rushing across the deck, the investigators made their way down. Jeeves, Evvy, Myers, and Tyson went below as Stacey remained above, looking down from the hatch. Eight of the nine remaining dogs were snapping and tearing at their harnesses, while the last was writhing on the ground tearing at her own belly. Jeeves approached and saw another black blob, slowly devouring the poor animal. Blasting it with a fire extinguisher from the engine room, he lost sight of the thing. Fiskarson, the dog wrangler, was beside himself but panicked when the dead dog began to move of its own accord. Jumping back, all present saw a black, rat-like blob the size of a large cat explode out of the husky's chest and dart for the storm lantern carried by Evvy! She dropped the lantern, spreading fire over the hold, but Jeeves quickly put it out. Though they tried to capture the mass with buckets, it was too large and quick, and oozed up the ladder with lightning speed. It latched on to Stacey's leg, and began dissolving his boot. Jeeves tore it off before it could reach flesh, and the thing darted for an open hatch and into the main castle, past Pacquare. It had lost them.

Tyson had realized what it was at this point. The black stones were no less than seeds - aminiculi - of the Nameless God. They were part of it, not bound by physical contact or distance, and the energy and mass they absorbed were the prisoner's way of trying to escape the Cold Hole. As they grew, so would time and space distort around them. One alone could grow, devouring a world if necessary, to free the prisoner. The revulsion they caused was a consequence of the Nameless God's presence. The aminiculi could not be destroyed - only contained - and had to be stopped lest the world be doomed.

The hunt was on. After talking with the investigators, Vredenburgh addressed the crew. "The Black Rat," they had started calling it, was loose on the ship and had to be hunted down. Knowing that the creatues sought out heat, the boiler was turned down and the ship cooled. It was likely it would try and find warmth. Crewmen were advised to avoid it and keep in contained with metal, hatches if at all possible. They would set traps for it, with three groups scouring the ship, one led by Turlow, one led by Driscoll, and the other led by the investigators. The plan was simple - lure it towards the deck with torches or herd it with fire extinguishers, then try and trap it in a steel fuel drum. The drum would be sealed and filled with icy saltwater. When cooled, it would go dormant. The barrel would be sealed and then dumped overboard.

The search of the ship finally led to the engine room. There Myers saw the blob perched atop the boiler. It had grown to the size of a large dog, and undulated with sinister purpose. Turlow and his men tried to dislodge it with poles and hooks and the thing leaped down to the bottom of the engineering deck, landing atop an unfortunate crewman and killing him instantly. As it began to feed, Jeeves blasted it with a fire extinguisher. Dislodged, it went after Tyson's torch. As the creature pounced, he dove to one side and tossed the lit brand into a steel drum maneuvered into place by Myers. In an instant, he had the drum tipped and the creature trapped! It strugged fiercly, latching on to his skin for an instant before Tyson scraped it off. But with Buernor's help, the lid was secured and icewater poured in. Moments later, the drum was pitched over the side into the frozen waters of the Southern Ocean. The danger had passed.

Come Christmas Day, the Gabrielle steamed into Dunedin Harbor, greeted by cheering crowds, reporters, and well-wishers. A few days passed, and cautiously guarded interviews were given. O'Neil had prepared their stories carefully, and the heroism of the explorers was emphasized while the truth was obscured. Word reached them that Professor Moore had safely reached South America, and wished them well. A telegraph came in from Nicholas Roerich in New York, thanking them for Acacia Lexington's return and asking to meet with them when they returned to the United States. There was also news of a tragedy from Antarctica, as a blizzard had struck the Barsmeier-Falken Expedition's base. All but four men out of the hundred there were lost, and their efforts abandoned. After reading Pym's manuscript, Stacey wondered if they had found the tunnels that ran from the coast to the Mountains of Madness - and the seeds of the Nameless God. They could only hope that none of the seeds had reached the airship dock at the volcanic caldera on Desolation Island just north of the Antarctic coast. The boiling water there could prove a recipie for disaster...


After what seemed an eternity, the Gabrielle returned home to New York.

A few days later, the Gabrielle steamed out, bound north for the Panama Canal. More than a month passed, and early in new year the ship docked back in New York. Grand crowds, fireworks, and the world press greeted them. Their celebrity was assured. Stacey received a knighthood for his bravery, and Jeeves a well-earned pension. Tyson became a celebrated lecturer and earned tenure at Miskatonic University. Myers did likewise at Harvard. O'Neil went on to write a best-selling book about the journey to the southern ice. Evvy and Acacia formed a venture that spearheaded the women's movement. Buernor went on to continue his explorations, using his famed expeditions and cover, searching the polar wastes and the mountains of South America for signs of the Elder Things.

But the problem remained. The God Trap was failing. In time, all would be doomed unless living brains could be provided to the alien denizens standing vigil over the Elder Pharos. Rumors began to circulate of a conspiracy in the pre- and post- World War II years. Flying saucers in Antarctica? Strange disappearances in major cities? Perhaps all of these were merely wild rumors. Only the survivors of the Starkweather-Moore Expedition would know the whole truth...
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Chapter Nine: Dec 6 - Dec 9 - In Flight, Part One
Following the calamitous events in the Elder Pharos, other events were in motion outside. Unbeknownst to the other members of the Starkweather-Moore Expedition, Dr. Charles Myers had accompanied Ms. Lexington and the members of the Barsmeier-Falken Expedition on their flight to the city of the Elder Ones. Having explored some of the structures and tunnels over the last few days, he was convesant with the Elder Things' history and had grasped the rudiments of their written language. Despite his initial reluctance to show that he had cut a deal with Acacia Lexington and her party, he could not put off his examination of the black tower any longer.

Following the hour-long hike, Myers found the outer garments of the others in the entry chamber, and felt that the temperature in here was above freezing. Taking a cue from the others, he shed his parka and began to venture down the spiral ramp, guessing that is where the others had gone. The temperature rose steadily, quickly nearing 100 degrees. An archway covered with a curtain of dried, woven, reedy plants about 30 yards down led into a narrow hall with six rooms (three to a side) extending off it. A preliminary examination revealed chambers were curious sewing was being done, and what appeared to be a livng chamber of some sort. Heading further down after that, he discovered an archway leading to a single, large room about 60 yards down the ramp. The ramp was no longer walled on the inside at this point, and had opened up revealing a well or shaft descending to what appeared to be magma far below. A quick examination revealed several huge crystals in the room, along with what appeared to be ventillation shafts drilled through the stone.


Myers found a number of strange artifacts on the lower levels of the black tower.

Upon exiting, Myers could hear movement from another arch, about 20 yards further down the curved ramp, but opted instead to head back up. Examining the remaining rooms he found additional living quarters with maps, charts, and instruments taken from Lake's camp three years ago along with a strange, crystalline device that let out an unearthly chime he found disturbing. In another chamber, he found a pit filled with ice and three stone cylinders with tops that could be removed. In one he saw a fetid, irridescent, black mass that moved of its own accord. Shuddering, he sealed it and left it where it was.

Upon returning to the entry chamber, he was nearly knocked off hsi fet by a series of tremors. After gathering his wits, Charles was surprised by Dr. Meyer of the BFE running down the ramp, shrieking! Acacia was quick on his heels. "Grab him! He's gone mad, and will run outside and freeze if we don't stop him!" Grabbing the desperate man, Charles and the German tumbled down the ramp but avoided any serious injury. They were quickly joined by Jeeves and Evvy, but there was no sign of the others. Jeeves was evasive about what they had found, stating that in this case ignorance was preferrable to the truth. Despite this, Myers pressured Evvy to know what was in the canvas satchel she was carrying. Upon seeing the severed head of Richard Greene, Charles could only agree with the stoic English butler.

Following an echoing oath or cry above, they were joined by Tyson. Wide-eyed and obviously shaken, Tyson brushed aside all concerns for his well-being. "We should go. There is nothing more for us to do here." When asked about Samuel, Dr. Schevchenko, and Starweather, Tyson only replied. "Dead. All of them." He pointed to the bag Acacia was carrying. "That is all that remains of James Starkweather. There is nothing to bring back of the others. It is for the best that you do not know why." Once again, Myers was forced to agree.

Upon leaving the tower, they discovered that the earthquake had extended far beyond the tower. Part of the ridgeline of the valley had collapsed, and strange craters now dotted the broken ice of the valley floor. Tyson and Myers went to examine one while the rest escorted the incoherent German back to the planes. They found a strange, smooth, black stone there. A wave of revulsion swept over both men as they looked at it, and the sensation only grew as they touched the thing. Tyson could feel his back warming up, and pulled the dark gray star-shaped stone found in the cave at Lake's camp from its box. The stone was hot, hot enough to cause the oustide of his mitten to smolder. As it drew within a foot or so of the stone, it exploded in its box. Tyson took the black stone, intending to sample it later.

As they hiked towards the planes, the group saw the Weddell fly overhead on a course back to the City of the Elder Things! Quickening their pace, they came within sight of the Belle. "Stop right there!" A voice yelled out. It was Douglas Halperin. "Faces! Show me your faces!" Jeeves could hear the ragged edge of panic in his voice, and Myers spotted the barrel of a rifle poking out of the open cabin window. Acacia stepped forward, attempting to calm the pilot, but two shots were placed into the ice near her feet. "I said show me your faces!" With that, all threw back the hoods on their parkas, and were signaled to approach. Halperin's eyes were wide, and dried blood had crusted on his face from an ugly wound on his forehead. One cheek was pale with frostbite, and he was raving. Whatever he had seen had driven him mad, and in his madness he believed that the elder things could disguise themselves as humans. Halperin stated that Baumann and Rucker had overpowered him and Thorson after sharing some hot coacoa. From what they could glean, the earthquake coincided with the momentary failure of what Tyson called the Cold Hole, and there was no doubt that they had all caught a glimpse of the Nameless God. But Halperin was there only way out, and he kept one hand near his gun even as he taxied down the ice and the Belle took to the air.


Halperin had caught a glimpse of the Nameless God through the storm, and sanity had fled him.

Upon their return to the city, the group made plans as best they could under Halperin's watchful eye. No matter what, Baumann and Rucker could not reveal what had been found in the City of the Elder Things and beyond. The world could not survive more meddling by human hands in places man was not meant to venture. They had to be stopped. But Halperin was too dangerous to himself and others to be allowed free reign. If he left them in the city, they would all die there.


Much of the City of the Elder Things had been reduced to rubble by the earthquakes.

Drawing closer, the group could see the earthquake had done tremendous damage. Much of the city had been reduced to rubble and the peaks of both the Western Range and the Miskatonic Mountains had collapsed. But the plaza was still intact, and the landing was smooth. As they touched down, Evvy made a pretense of checking the engines for Halperin. With the madman distracted for a moment, Jeeves made his move. Halperin managed to squeeze off one shot, grazing O'Neil's ear in the tight quarters of the aeroplane before Jeeves jammed a syringe filled with morphene that Tyson had provided him into his neck. In seconds it was over and Halperin was drug off the plane and bound. Moore approached them from the nearby ruins, and after a quick explanaton of what happened and a moment to grieve for the loss of his friend, their plan was finalized. Acacia and Priestly would remain with Moore and Miles to film what was left of the city and the surrounding mountains. This would prove that there was nothing of note here. The rest would pursue the Boeing 247. It was their only chance to get everyone, both in the city and at Lake's camp, back to safety.

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Chapter Seven: Dec 1 - Dec 4 - The City of the Elder Things, Part Two
The initial take-off from Lake's camp went smoothly and in no more than a few hours' time, the passengers on both the Weddell and the Enderby saw the Miskatonic Mountains loom ever larger in their view. The foothills that the Miskatonic University Expedtion had encamped on were comparable in height to the Alps, and the higher peaks soared above them. Lexington's sturdy Northrop Delta, the Belle, was more than an hour ahead and no longer in sight. Both the Boeing-247 aeroplanes shuddered as they rose past 16,000 feet, and heavy turbulence rocked both cabins. But all were strapped in, and apart from a few bumps, everyone was fine. Evvy noticed that they had caught a powerful tailwind, and their airspeed rose to more than 250 miles per hour. She knew these winds could prove to be a problem, but gritted her teeth and flew on.


The mountains went upward, seemingly without end.

Higher and higher the aeroplanes climbed, and their engines strained in the thin air, but they rose steadily and made good time. Beneath they could see the knife-edged peaks jutting up from the ice and snow. The whole sky had turned ruddy pink as the Antarctic day shone through a haze of ice crystals and freezing fog. Haloes of golden light shone around the black peaks, and as the planes climbed over 21,000 feet, the strange cylindrical and cube-like formations Dyer had described could be seen dotting the sides of the bare peaks. And there were the oddly regular rectangular and semicircular cave entrances that the text had mentioned as well, unnerving shadows against the matte black of the peaks, though without any point of reference their scale could only be guessed at by those aboard the planes.

Through Moore's binoculars, Tyson spotted strange pits and marks around the entrances, similar to the dots inscribed on the green soapstone tokens found at Lake's camp. There could be little doubt that the upper reaches of the mountains had been worked by intelligent hands. Far below, Buernor saw that the glaciers flowing through the pass were strangely smooth and regular, as if flowing along an ancient riverbed or road. He realized it would be possible to ascend or descend the slope in a couple of weeks, provided one had the supplies...and oxygen. By now, those aboard had donned their oxygen masks and discovered that the dry air in the tanks tasted of glycerine and oil, a sensation similar to sniffing paint fumes. Apart from some mild headaches and dizziness, they were all fine however, and quickly adjusted to breathing with a pipe-stem clenched between their teeth.


There could be no doubt that the upper peaks had been worked by intelligent beings.

As the planes flew through the pass, Schevchenko was struck by how similar the view was to the dream-like images of Nicholas Roerich's paintings. As the wind rushed by, some of the passengers heard an eerie, atonal piping from outside, seemingly coming from the mountains. It echoed down to their bones, filling them with nameless dread and primal revulsion. Clearing the summit of the pass, the planes began to descend and there was a hiss that set the hairs on the napes of their neck up as icy mist slid along the hull of the aircraft. And then the haze was gone, and all aboard could see it - the city.

It was vast beyond comprehension. Broken buildings and crumbling spires of black stone jutted up from a sheet of glacial ice no more than 40 or 50 feet thick. Strange, pyramidal shapes, truncated cones, needle-like spires, arched spans, tubular briges, and cyclopean ramparts could be seen everywhere. Great courtyards, crumbling towers, and a labyrinth of streets extended as far as the eye could see, to the horizon and beyond. A great channel of empty ice, perhaps once a mighty river, ran through the city and ended between two colossal, barrel-like towers eerily reminiscent of the Elder Things found at Lake's camp. It turned into a frozen waterfall descending through a massive arch to unguessed at subterranean depths. On the planes flew, turning a great arc, and they could see that the city extended more than 30 miles out from the shadow of the mountains but ran perhaps hundreds in either direction along the spine of the Miskatonic range.


Beyond the pass stood the city, crumbling and ancient, vast and timeless.

"We should find a place to set down," Evvy shouted, and Moore nodded. He pointed to a great plaza dominated by a mound of rubble and a massive pit in its center. Five lanes left the circular clearing, the lower half of which was a clear sheet of ice several hundred yards long. Despite the radio static, Evvy called Halperin and the two planes banked and turned, landing smoothly on the ice. Well, mostly - the Enderby touched down hard and all aboard were bounced around again. Upon landing it was determined that the righ ski had bent nearly in half, and would have to be fixed before the plane could fly again.

Where Starkweather was excited and ready to begin exploring, Moore was practical and advised that both planes be unloaded and a camp established before anything else was done. Jeeves also pointed out that per the safety guidelines of polar survival, a buddy system needed to be established. Starkweather grudgingly agreed, and after nearly an hour of scouting and arched chamber with an intact roof at the base of a tower was found. Miles, Evvy, and Halperin had managed to straighten out the right ski on the Enderby while the rest unloaded gear and hauled supplies to the structure. Two canvas tarps were strung over the entrance, forming an airlock of sorts, while the three tents, camp stove, and gear were all set up inside.

With a proper camp set up, the investigators began exploring the city. Starkweather and Patrick Miles set off to get photos and pry off some of the local murals for scientific evidence, while Evvy and Greene began to check the perimeter of the great plaza. Jeeves and Stacey took the lane to the southeast, reconoitering some of the nearby city, while Tyson, Thorson, Schevchenko and O'Neil examined the great pit at the center of the plaza. Samuel, Halperin, and Moore stayed behind to examine the buildings nearby. Jeeves took the time to scale a nearby building, and from its roof saw a white obelisk to the west and a great clear space to the south. Venturing that way, he and Stacey discovered a series of massive pits more than 50 yards deep and 30 yards across set with ancient stone pipes. He could not know their purposed, but surmised that something was perhaps grown here.


The city of the Elder Things extended as far as the eye could see.

Climbing up the rubble, Buernor, Nikfifor, and William discovered the pit was the base of an ancient tower that had fallen millions of years ago. The hole was more than 200 feet across and 60 feet deep, and a massive ramp spiralled down the side of the tower to the floor below. A band of intricately carved murals more than a yard wide spiraled down with the ramp, broken up by panels of the strange, dot writing of the elder ones. As they descended, the trio began to decipher the pictures and correlate the subjects with the dots in the accompanying text. From what they could glean, the Elder Things were not native to Earth, and had travelled here more than a billion years ago through the void of space. They had turned from a mechanical technology to a biological one, and had grown foodstuffs and monstrous servants, only to have the servants rebel against the hypnotic control their masters used. "Shoggoths," Tyson whispered, "the things described by Dyer and in the Pnakotic Manuscripts."


Bands of intricate murals could be seen decorating the walls. They told the story of the elder things.

Further discoveries awaited them at the base of the ancient tower, where five archways led out of the circular chamber. A few were choked with rubble, but the rest were open. Examining the area, O'Neil discovered a scrap of yellowing paper wedged in between the stones of the wall. The tracks of two pairs of boots, perhaps a few years old, led through the hall. "This must be where Dyer and Danforth exited the city," he said.

"That's not all," Tyson replied. He and Buernor discovered the remains of a sled hidden beneath the curve of the ramp, along with a mound of ice similar to the ones found by Lake's camp. A green, soapstone star sat atop it, and when opened, they found a burial pit much like the ones where Lake's "specimens" were buried. But what they found was a human body, upright and frozen. "Gedney," Tyson said. "I recognize him from his pictures. But why would they bury a man this way?"

Evvy and Greene had found similar carvings after squeezing into an ancient tunnel beneath a collapsed building at the edge of the plaza. It led to a great learning hall of some sort, where the clever young socialite was able to pick out the meaning of the murals carved there. Her discoveries were much in line with those of the learned doctors, save that she realized the creatures had flown through space without any mechanical contrivance. "How wonderful that would be," she thought, though she was saddened that the "strange dinosaurs" had died off and left only ruins. By evening, the expedition members had gathered back in the plaza, exhausted. Tomorrow would bring more new discoveries, no doubt. And perhaps new terrors as well.

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