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?

as he did not dare think deeper, afraid that he would place himself on the trajectory

and walked to a cupboard. He suddenly reached out his

there were about

patrolling cops and explain the situation here,”

and

door to two other bedrooms

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 no external injuries nor are there any clear signs that it was a result of Beyonder powers. The exact cause of

anything?” Dunn turned to look at Old

no longer in Spirit

was an invisible energy sealing the apartment in the beginning. As

few seconds later, Klein and Old Neil sensed something and turned to look at the

faint footsteps grew louder as

smell. He immediately cooperated with his “colleague” from the Special Operations Department and began knocking on the doors of the residents on the second floor to gain an understanding of the situation on the third

the corporal with his two silver chevrons looked at the corpse on

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

formerly a gem artisan. Her son is about thirty years old and is single. He inherited his father’s trade and earns about one pound and fifteen

the policeman continued, Klein already knew the critical point

precise, it was unknown where

ancient notebook could very well be

Bieber?” Dunn looked at the police officer. He was acting as the role

was not really acting since he was indeed a high-ranking inspector on the police department’s roster. His salary and various allowances were also paid according to his rank. Of course, it did not

not sure… I’ll have to return to the station to search for

first floor.

he closed the door and turned to

have to make all the residents sleep and obtain Ray Bieber’s looks. Yea, I don’t really trust sketches based

Neil nodded. He took out a few thumb-sized bottles from a pocket in his black classic

of powder and scattered it in a

also suddenly noticed that there was an

a soft and indiscernible incantation. Without being prepared, Klein vaguely heard the words, “Goddess, give me

tore through the windows and blew up

him. He found it difficult

had plunged into a state similar to what one would have after working on

Neil’s eyes opened, his eyes

and began drawing on a piece of scrap paper on the table. He was so fast that his entire body

and saw a face with recessed eyes and a

was done, Old Neil wrote a single line

deep blue eyes. Left of his mouth is

in Old Neil’s hand fell onto the paper

image of Ray Bieber according to what’s left in the room.” Old Neil

and slowly circled it. The invisible forcefield that isolated things immediately dissipated in the form

chest in four spots, forming the