Monsters from Beyond Reality (13 page)

They had
thought of telling them to see what would happen and realized that
they would firmly believe that they were crazy, and perhaps check
them out as suspects.

The situation
was bad and could escalate, and them coming up with a fake culprit
might do little. The tension amongst Mitchell’s men for one had
increased! The people near the outskirts of where the targeted area
seemed to react far more to it being a danger. And he wondered if
most of them were hiding behind illusions that what was there would
avoid the areas they were together in and he started considering in
more detail why the others were so sure about it avoiding there!
What could stop it going there? Yet he recalled he had been sure
that it originated from the things in the wood not getting near the
castle there!

Was there some
form of rules to how it worked? Was it the same as vampires not
being able to come out in the daylight? Were they missing the fact
that these things actually existed? It was thought to be
supernatural in nature and have originated from supernatural
gateways.

Bryson
recalled recognizing some of the work that one of the new
scientists in the room had done, after Bryson had examined
documents that they had given him.

Their stuff
was surprising and far more surprising with them using it to work
with the psychic researchers and he even thought that they were
deliberately putting the psychic researching title on it to cover
their work and discoveries, as he had hardly even seen anyone even
check what scientists did or created in that region.

They informed
him that they were checking for virtually all known forms of energy
and matter disturbances.

Bryson
imagined the presence of some mysterious entity there, existing in
the tunnel, which they could not detect or account for, and
wondered if it could be contacted through someone.

Some people
thought mass killing was going on at the castle from the way the
media was showing things there, and with them covering details of
the occurrences, which the police had done as they had not found
anything on how the death was so hideously done. To them it was
like some group were carrying it out, and that it looked as though
other deaths were to follow.

What was the
true nature of the savage and brutal killings that threatened
everyone there? What were the motives?

The quest for
the treasure by someone seemed to have gone beyond the normal and
they thought something else was occurring! Had some hidden
occurrence taken place that had led up to the events? Unseen and
unpredicted events could occur that had to be handled!

Why did the
killer or killers continue on going even after all the occurrences
and heavy police presence? Surely the person or people must be mad
to continue in the mode they had?

Many people
wanted more than investigations of the deaths and what was actually
occurring there and Bryson realized that they could end their
adventure there – and even accuse them of crimes!

What if it was
proven that there was an actual alien there, what would they do?
Would they call in the military to deal with it?

The paranormal scientists decided against
going near or in the direct path of what was there, if they could
avoid it, and they stayed located at places where other scientists
and the others regularly occupied and where they could make a quick
exit from if it appeared, and Bryson had heard them discuss using
surveillance cameras and other equipment, which he was interested
in and wondered if the police would consider it?

Whatever it was it was virtually
unpredictable! And he wondered if it would turn predictable, as the
things in the wood were predictable in their appearance, and he
wondered if they were normally unpredictable? What if there were a
lot more of them and these were the only ones that made predictable
appearances? There could be a great deal of luck involved in
encountering them, if they were unpredictable!

Eventually the paranormal scientists had
consultations with the police, and the police gave them their
accounts of the evidence that they had gathered and they now had
left their minds open to what was there.

Bryson knew that all the scientists as a
group did think it was of paranormal origins, even though the
killer existed, and that he had chased him through a passage out
into the wood.

Yet someone who had been there and seen a
lot of the things there could easily have found a way to mimic what
something there might do, for the person to cover up their crimes!
Yet how would the person have removed what had been removed from
the body? He wondered if he could have found something there to do
it with? How did the tunnels in the wood get made? Where did the
technology come from?

Bryson left it there as he never had enough
information in what could have done it! He had not heard of
anything that could do it or if it was even possible!

What surprised him and a few others was how
they reacted and treated it, and that they had something at last
that they had been waiting the majority of their lives for, and
they were not going to ruin it on such an occurrence and that they
had all decided to help the police with their investigations.

The occurrences that they had witnessed
there astounded enough of them enough to believe that they were
dealing with something supernatural that might have taken an
ancient form and they consulted openly with the other scientists on
what it could be – while leaving it open to anyone to add to and
for other scientists to give their thoughts on – and they all
agreed that they thought it was new and of an entirely new
status.

After a great deal of discussion and
surveillance of the tunnel, checking readings and observations of
it through monitors from every form of surveillance, most of them
remained set on leaving it open and claimed that it was more
advanced than anything that they had seen and perhaps would
see.

Another discovery was announced by one
of the new scientists at locations around the tunnel, in the rooms
going around it, and that faint sounds were emerging around the
tunnel, which were being checked by various equipment around it,
and that they showed something strange, and that with the sounds
played around the scientists in the positions that they were
recorded at around the tunnel, with the volume turned up, the
sounds were appearing
around something, at the other dimensions that they were
appearing from.

Chapter 14

The Treasure
Tunnel

Bryson and Pendleton arrived at a castle
room, deep in the danger zone of the castle, where they had to slip
passed the police to get to, and Bryson still could not believe
that they were going to such lengths to explore there.

It was the only way to find what was there!
The police would not allow them to enter that region of the castle,
and Pendleton had told him it was where the tunnel he had entered
had been.

After consistently wandering around the
castle Pendleton’s memory had returned and he insisted that he knew
where the room where the hidden entrance to the tunnel was, on the
top floor, but they could not get there because of there being so
many police there, and they had gone to the floor and room below
it. Bryson could not ignore it! If it was the tunnel that Pendleton
had gone down there might be a chance that the treasure was buried
somewhere nearby.

Thus Pendleton had a reason for wanting the
treasure so much now! He had nothing now that he had returned as
all his possessions were gone, years before, and Bryson had
promised him a good share in it if he found it.

The room was an ordinary castle room, which
had clearly not been entered by anyone for a long time.

He could not get why they thought the
treasure had been there, and neither could Pendleton, but the
tunnel had been there at the exact location they had traced it to
and if it had not been for the supernatural vortex, like the one
Bryson had entered in the other room, Pendleton was sure that they
would have found it.

Pendleton could not believe he was back
there, with the other two treasure hunters now gone, as he had
fantasized many times on the island of it.

The wall grabbed his attention as its
thickness was the same as the room the other tunnel was in. Even
though many rooms had chimneys running through them!

If only he had taken some of the equipment
the archaeologists had to scan the wall first he could have gotten
a vague view of its interior, as well as of the floor. Yet the
scans of the other tunnel had shown little! The technology would
have to be improved!

Bryson repeatedly thumped his hand hard
against the wall, intensely listening for anything, while he slowly
moved over the bed. Then he suddenly halted and jumped back, as a
chunk of stone crumbled and shifted in behind the wallpaper.

The destruction of a historical castle gave
him slight feelings of guilt but he knew it could be easily
repaired and if they got rid of the haunting there he was positive
someone would do up the place and turn it into the expensive
historic castle that it was supposed to be, and perhaps clear the
region of wood surrounding it into gardens with lanes and a
road.

He carefully shifted the awkward mass of
stone out, in stages, from the wall, as Pendleton stayed ready to
help him. Pendleton had little strength now, after being on the
island for so many years and though his body was not old it was
weak and he suffered from being ill a lot, especially with the
intense cold.

They were both obsessed and Bryson’s
clambering resumed until he finally had to stop
–
feeling a sudden loss of
energy, with his legs starting to collapse under him, with much
discomfort to his hands and arms being cut and bruised at where he
had been tugging the boulder out.

His eyes occasionally fell on the mess under
him with little interest! The thick layer of stone and dust
fragments scattered across the room was nothing now!

With a sudden heave he incredibly wrenched
the boulder out and dropped it over to his side, where it bounced
off the bed onto the floor, where a loud bang instantly came from
the floorboards, which even collapsed in with the weight.

In the large black gap left in the wall,
where the stone block had blocked, there was nothing visible and he
waited for his eyes to adjust to the darkness. But it stayed dim
and showed him nothing!

Pendleton handed him one of the most
powerful lights that they had brought to the castle, and which was
another reason why they were there as the lights that they had used
in the tunnels had been weak and showed nothing because of their
limited range.

He turned on his light and confirmed that it
was the tunnel and he poked his head in and crawled into the hole
towards it.

Once further in, with his arms out in front,
he pulled himself into the tunnel, with his head facing downwards,
and he shone the powerful light down the tunnel. Where he saw the
tunnel going deep down below, and as his sight adjusted to it he
saw nothing and started to wonder if it was a large chimney.

Yet it seemed too large to be a chimney and
there was no trace of soot or anything that would surely be there,
even if they had it cleaned. Although there was the chance that
nobody had really used it and that any marks were hidden below. But
again it was not in the right position to be one! And he was sure
that there were no fireplaces below to be connected to a
chimney!

He saw its true size the more he looked and
that it went further down to the bottom of the castle. His
breathing echoed into it, and its coldness made clouds of steam
pour out of his mouth into it.

Suddenly sounds started emerging below and
he wondered if he had activated it! They started sounding
mind-bending and started screaming through the shaft until they had
a fury that stunned him, with some sounding like screams and others
like wailing spirits.

Clouds of powdered dirt and stone fell about
at different points around boulders far below as though the tunnel
were being shaken by an earthquake. Dust swirled through his beam
of light as he wondered where the treasure would be buried
away!

He imagined Pendleton and the other two
treasure hunters there years before, during the Second World War,
hanging on their ropes, just over the disturbance, which he tried
to locate and realized he could find something there by watching
what was happening below carefully, which he had not been able to
do when he had been in the other tunnel on the steps, surrounded in
darkness, and he realized that he had actually avoided being killed
there after all, and wondered if he was going to be killed later
instead and was unsure what was worse.

He groaned and grabbed hold of part of a
castle boulder he was resting over, with his head and arms sticking
over into the tunnel, glimpsing parts of the shaft below, and he
wondered what William Randall, his great ancestor, builder of the
castle, had done and built there? They had clearly gone to great
lengths to build something! At times it had felt like the whole
castle was something else – created for some function that he could
not even imagine – which went beyond his understanding.

Yet going by the stories something happened
that had killed them all! So if it was true then what happened then
and how did it end up in the tunnel and in the other tunnel, and
was it there in other dimensions, and what was there below? Why had
it not moved away into the other dimensions? What was keeping it
there? Surely there had to be something there that they were
missing? Perhaps it was disguised as something or had been hidden?
Such advanced technology could achieve virtually anything and it
could be something that he had not even considered possible?