Dreams of the Sea

From the diary of Jules Pollack:

Irvin Bowers...what a guy! He is indeed swell!

It was a relief to leave Arkham for a bit. The last couple of weeks had been, well, stressful, and if it wasn't for the glib tongues of Henry and Mackie as well as Swell Irvin, we might have been wearing stripes by now - or worse! Asking for the Arumbaya statuette was a fine hook, though.

Martin's Beach is a nice distraction. Most of the houses are very well kept, and from the previous century. It is in much better shape than Kingsport across the Miskatonic, and it is very much a popular location for the well-to-do New Englanders during the summer. The Wavecrest Hotel is a fancy space, and it has a bar, the Union Inn, next to it. The Union Inn is from the early 19th century, and it seems very cozy, with a big fireplace and plenty of special lemonade. It also has the strange photograph of that sea monster that supposedly ended up on the beach back in '22. There's also a drawing of the abomination made by a local artist. There are a few locals hanging out at the Union Inn, and they looked at us intently, but not glaringly, as we unpacked our omnibus.

Drawing by local artist

It's really strange ending up by the shore after all of our strange, distressing and hyper-realistic dreams about seas and water, and other things. Moira does seem to have a different set of dreams, many of them focusing on her late husband, Arthur Bennet Saunders, and at times Moira really seems to long for the man, although he's been dead for years. The dreams seem to continue, but we will see if they have followed us to Martin's Beach. It was equally strange to consider that a forefather of Arthur Bennet Saunders had owned the house where young Harrison Thornton-Smythe had found some odd papers several years ago, but there is such a thing as coincidence, or so we are led to believe.

The quaint streets of Martin's Beach are otherwise empty, or mostly so. We'll do some Sunday exploring before heading out to the dig on Monday morning. The actual dig is located in Wyman's Hill, abit more than a mile north of Martin's Beach. Professor De Winter is very enthusiastic, not at all his grumpy self, and it will be interesting to go over the site, and you never know if something interesting shows up. Another strange coincidence: the little figurine with what seems to be some alien contortionist is made of the same greenish soapstone-like mineral as the statuette that was found in another dimension, or New Hampshire and Livermore Mountain, by Moira, Howard, and the much-lamented Henry Chester.

Apropos the dig: despite Professor De Winter's enthusiasm, he doesn't seem to have much of a clue regarding what we might find. Frankly, the little figurine might even be a natural, albeit quirky, stone that has been shaped by the Miskatonic River over the course of millennia. 

Well, it is now time to take a stroll around Martin's Beach. The weather is mainly gloomy and windy, but it will be good to take a walk, although the fireplace at the Union Inn seems rather inviting.

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ARKHAM ADVERTISER

February 15, 1925.

PSYCHO KILLER SLAYS STUDENT

The Arkham Police Department claims to have solved the case of a missing student, Gregory Goyle (age 17). It is claimed that the student became the victim of a raging madman, possibly named Henry Chester of 112 Federal Street. The Arkham Madman has confessed to his deeds in a detailed diary, and he is thought to have committed suicide after realizing the extent of his bloody deeds. Despite declaring the case solved, the Arkham Police Department is rumored to continue the search for the bodies of both the Arkham Madman and Gregory Goyle. Goyle's parents, Mr. and Mrs. Warburton Goyle, are currently seeking additional assistance in ascertaining the whereabouts of their missing son.