Trains, Tomes and Wrestling with Fish Men

From the diary of Mackie MacKenzie:

Surreal, by Jove! Coaching Moira turned out to be a way for the Dagon-worshippers to try to ensure that we became the nest item du jour for human sacrifice, or so it seems. A seemingly innocuous Saturday night wrestling tournament saw us instead facing unholy cult members and a two abominations, seemingly fish-men from the bottom of some unholy maritime abyss, together with the Amazing Angel, a true glamazon. A frenzied fight ensued as the wrestling ring descended into the dark nether regions of Los Angeles, with gyrations and oscillations provided by Henry, who pretended to be some form of stage manager in his frustrated events to raise the ring back up to street level. The scene was also accompanied by Lake and Pollack discharing clip upon clip into the frenzied cultists, each and every one of them intent on tearing us to shreds. Shreds!

From the diary of Henry Chester:

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 From the diary of Jules Pollack:

What an interesting auction - with Germans to boot! I am sensing that this Niszka character must be acquainted with the likes of Herr Mayer and his weird extremist bibliophile grouping.

The Los Angeles Historical Society held a gala and auction on Wednesday, March 26, at 7 pm at 1122 Larchmont Street in Hancock Park, and a great range of unique items from Los Angeles' past were featured, including several rare books as well as works of art. The proceeds from the auction will help finance a new building for the Historical Society.

The auction of Lake's book, Thaumaturgical Prodigies in the New Egland Canaan, was a rather serious affair, but after just about 15 minutes the bidding field seemed to be reduced to the following:

-        Lake

-        A nervous-looking American, Albert Brill. He was a somewhat lank and sweaty 30-year old in a cheap suit

-        A very well-dressed lady with a purely professional demeanor by the name of Abigail Harrington, a proxy for Miskatonic U here in Los Angeles. Harrington smoked long, hand-rolled cigarettes, and she is essentially a twat. She is also mesmerizing.

-        A middle-aged man of military bearing, Major Julius Niszka, accompanied by two goons named Siegfried and Roy as well as a young girl, Beata.

-        Jordan Knight, another book collector. This jovial red-headed gentleman is a serious collector, and quite well-known. He's in his late forties, and a dedicated historian, researcher and geek.

However, Thaumaturgical Prodigies in the New Egland Canaan ended up in the supposedly foul hands of Niszka and his elderly associate von det Tann. They were set to take the train to New York next day, and we bought tickets right away!

Beata

Niszka

Von der Lippe