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As I gaze out of my bedroom window, at this peculiar unearthly hour, countless tempestuous thoughts penetrate my consciousness. There is a blackout. It is dark outside and my room is enveloped in a sinister Cimmerian shade.
Yet the world is not asleep, as I can see distant silhouettes moving in the faint glimmer of a gibbous moon. Civilization, it seems, ceases to exist for a moment and gone are the rules that in daylight hold us! We are free like spectres, in the everlasting ethereal night, free to explore the astral mysteries that await us in space, and beyond. Perhaps our primitive minds understand too little, and there are secrets that humanity must never behold or else lose any semblance of sanity.
For the sake of being sanguine, I will not pursue this stream of thought any further; for all my dreams are nightmares and that is something I do not wish to reveal. These I will concede to no one.
As I gaze out of my bedroom window at this rather peculiar unearthly hour a million thoughts like a tempest penetrate my consciousness.It is dark outside. There is a blackout and the room is enveloped in a sinister Cimmerian shade .Yet the world is not asleep as I can see distant silhouettes that move in the faint glimmer of the gibbous moon. Civilization it seems ceases to exist for a moment and there are no rules that hold us anymore! We are free like the spectres in the everlasting and ethereal night to explore all the astral mysteries that behold us in space and beyond. Perhaps our primitive minds understand too little and there are secrets that mankind must never behold or we will lose all semblance of sanity. For the sake of being sanguine I will not pursue this stream of thought any further for all my dreams are nightmares and that is something I do not wish to reveal. These I will concede to no one.
There was a vague feeling of dread as I looked at the distant figure in the darkness. Something about the way it moved seemed to be queer and almost unnatural. The cold and damp midnight air had heightened my senses so much so that I felt a forlorn sense of impending doom. ….It was a blood moon and the moonlight shone like scarlet.
It had all begun with the discovery of the primordial fossilized specimen in the Antarctic continent. The fossil, despite being perhaps millions of years old, was well preserved in the cold of the Antarctic iceberg. It was a fossil of a hitherto unknown species of a race of peculiar reptelloid beings that had existed eons ago when the earth was still young. The discovery had excited Dr. Henri Schmidt and he considered it as the perfect catalyst for our experiment.
The ancient colonial building, where we housed our research, was filled with an eerie glow in the incandescent flicker of the twilight. The somewhat dilapidated run down structure was a state run research facility, and a front for the most clandestine form of research. The inhuman screams and nocturnal ululations that echoed in the night kept the general populace away as they believed it to be haunted.
Our endeavor, and unholy quest, was known only to an esoteric few high ranking state officials. The experiment had reached its final stage and would have very serious implications if it were successful. It had the potential to turn the tide of war in Germany’s favor again which was precisely what the Fuhrer desired. Our somewhat macabre enterprise would perhaps take us into realms of understanding the human anatomy that had scarcely been explored before. We, as a research team, had uncovered secrets that we termed as genetic research, which any other relevant department concerned with mere eugenics and experimental research had failed to accomplish in the past.
We were manipulating nature at its core and the results could prove to be nothing short of disastrous. However, I could scarcely contain my excitement after our breakthrough last night. Our objective was to create the ultimate form of super soldier that would stand as a testament to Germany’s greatness and superiority which would cause the rest of the world to bow down in subservience.
There was a curious gleam in Dr Henri Schmidt eyes as he considered the ramifications of the cells fusing together and a new being coming into existence. The inchoate mass appeared to be stable although its grotesqueness clearly insinuated the abhorrent nature of it origins. We shared our excitement but Dr Henri Schmidt my eminent colleague- head researcher and one of the founding members of the Thule society had an uncanny hint of madness in his faded blue eyes. His mawkish appearance was betrayed by the fervor in his voice as he stated “This is most exciting. The Reich will be pleased with the results”
Scene 1: The Lab
There were bodies strewn everywhere. My memory was in a nebulous haze and I could scarcely recall the ‘horror’ that had led to the catastrophe in the lab. The corpses appeared to be unnaturally twisted and the most frightening aspect was the peculiar and inexplicably contorted grimace on their usually quaint faces. It was most unsettling as I wondered about the nature of the thing that could strike such deep fear among these intrepid men of science. The lab resembled a black citadel of the dead and there were no visible signs of life anywhere.
It was like being trapped in some otherworldly hellish quagmire. All the people I had known and worked with were dead, murdered in the most gruesome fashion by some nightmarish abomination let loose. Their eyes had an expression of stark naked fear and their jaws lay open in a most unusual manner as if they were trying to mouth a voiceless scream against some unnameable horror. It is perhaps a wonder that I was not driven insane by these events and had something to do with perhaps my morbid fascination to discover the hideous nature of the thing.