Lord of the Mysteries

Eugh! Eugh!

Klein squatted there, vomiting involuntarily. He was soon done with his puking since he did not eat breakfast.

At that moment, a tin-colored square flask that looked like a cigarette box appeared in front of him.

The mouth which had lost its stopper emitted a mixture of smells akin to tobacco, disinfectant, and mint leaves. It cleared up Klein’s nose and rejuvenated him.

The pungent smell continued to linger, but Klein no longer felt nauseous. He soon stopped vomiting.

He traced the tiny flask up and saw a pale hand that did not seem to belong to a member of the living. He saw the mouth of a black windbreaker’s sleeve and saw Corpse Collector Frye with his cold and dark bearing.

“Thank you.” Klein recovered completely and with his hands on his knees, he stood back up.

Frye nodded without any expression.

“It’ll be fine once you are used to it.”

He put back the flask’s stopper and put it into his pocket and turned around, walking to the highly decomposed corpse. Without gloves, he began examining the old woman. As for Dunn Smith and Leonard Mitchell, they paced slowly around the room, occasionally touching the table’s surface or newspapers.

Old Neil pinched his nose and stood outside the door, grumbling in a muffled voice, “Seriously gross. I’m going to request for additional pay this month!”

Dunn turned his head over and touched the wall beside the chimney with his gloved right hand. While doing so, he asked Klein, “Does this place look familiar?”

Klein held his breath and constructed the silver pocket watch in his mind to calm down.

With him already in his Spirit Vision state, he immediately felt different. A scene that came from the deepest recesses of his memories flashed past his eyes.

Chimney, rocking chair, table, newspapers, the rusty nails on the door, the tin cans inlaid with silver…

The scenes were dark and dull, like a documentary from Earth. However, it was even more blurry and illusory.

The scene quickly stacked against what Klein was seeing. The feelings of déjà vu and having been here before presented themselves clearly. An illusory and ethereal scream seemed to pass through invisible walls:

“Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea… Hornacis… Flegrea…”

“It feels a little familiar.” Klein answered honestly while his brain felt a stabbing pain. Thankfully, he quickly tapped his glabella twice.

Hornacis… The Hornacis mountain range that appeared in original Klein’s diary?

That is content that was deciphered from the Antigonus family’s notebook…

The murmurs were very similar to one of the previous ones. It involved the word ‘Hornacis’ Is this a form of enticement?

gripped by shock as he did not dare think deeper, afraid that he would place himself

a cupboard. He suddenly reached out his hand and pulled open its wooden

moldy and there were

to get patrolling cops and explain the situation here,”

and

door to two other bedrooms and did a careful

as any sign of the Antigonus family’s notebook, Frye also stood up. He wiped his hands with a white handkerchief he brought along with him and said, “The time of death was more than five days ago. There are

discover anything?” Dunn turned to look at

longer in Spirit Vision state shook their heads in

no, there was an invisible energy sealing the apartment in the beginning. As you know, there will usually be similar processes when we use ritualistic magic,” Old Neil thought for a

door. A few seconds later, Klein and Old Neil

grew louder as Leonard

began knocking on the doors of the residents on the second floor to gain an understanding of the situation on

two silver chevrons looked at the corpse

Stefania Bieber. Between 55 and 60 years old. Widow. Has rented this

Her son is about thirty years old and is single. He inherited his father’s trade and earns about one pound and fifteen soli a week. According to their neighbors, they

policeman continued, Klein already knew the critical point

more precise, it was unknown where Ray

very

of Ray Bieber?” Dunn looked at the police officer. He was acting

salary and various allowances were also paid according to his rank. Of course, it did not include his salary

shook his head nervously and said, “I’m not sure… I’ll have to return to the station to search for it. It’s not

it. Continue questioning the residents on the first floor. Ask them

police officer leave, he closed

we will have to make all the residents sleep and obtain Ray Bieber’s looks. Yea,

bottles from a pocket in his black classic robe and scattered the

that, he pulled out a clump of powder and scattered it in a circle

that there was an invisible forcefield around him. It separated him from the environment and

Neil half-closed his eyes as his lips mumbled a soft and indiscernible incantation. Without being prepared, Klein

sudden wind tore through the windows and blew

over him. He found it difficult to describe. A terrifying “smell” that made him

had plunged into a state similar to

Neil’s eyes

drawing on a piece of scrap paper on

and saw a face with recessed eyes and a tall nose bridge rapidly

natural curly short hair was done, Old Neil wrote

deep blue eyes. Left of his mouth is a fully ceramic

pen in Old Neil’s hand fell onto the

according to what’s left in the room.”

The invisible forcefield that isolated things immediately dissipated

chest in