Cthulhu in Anchorage Alaska 

Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The Falcon cannon hear the falconer
Things fall apart; the center cannot hold
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood dimmed tide is loosed and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned
The best lack all conviction while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity
  WB Yeats - The Second Coming

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To:  Agent Carmichael
From:  Agent Samantha

RE:  Death Valley Ops

Here is a synopsis of our investigation thus far.  Detailed to the FBI we have been investigation the recent deaths of two in Hellbend California.

Enclosed are the details relating to what we have discovered thus far. 

The first murder occurred on March 5^th, between 6-9 pm.  Clifford Potter’s body was found by Jarvis Green (works at the local gas n’ sip).  Our first order of business, after meeting Agent Turk, *comments redacted*, was to inspect the body, which was still at the coroner’s office.  The coroner wasn’t in (out fishing with the sheriff) but we were able to take a look at the body, and the coroner’s notes.  Whatever killed Clifford Potter had many sharp pointy teeth.  The coroner noticed some goo around the wounds (see coroner’s report - attached) and is currently waiting on the results.  Assistance in facilitating this would be greatly appreciated.

The next stop was to visit and make nice with local law enforcement.  The local sheriff was happy to hand the investigation over to us.  The deputy, on the other hand, wants to solve the case on his own. …Or so my crystal ball tells me. 

We visited the gas n’ sip next, and met the Greens.  Jarvis is the 22 year old who found Potter’s body.  He was apparently checking on the bobcat excavator.   Incidentally, he is a fugitive from justice and has a warrant out from New York for a quantity of marijuana.  He seemed more worried about that, than about finding a body.  He currently lives with his 92 year old grandfather.  The bobcat, which local authorities originally thought was the device that killed Potter (obviously not the case) was onsite.  A search of it revealed a feathery looking scale, and some dried goop in addition to the blood sprayed on the side of the vehicle.  (See attached pictures).

We took samples, and headed out to visit Emily Warren, the companion of victim number 2, Lucille Mayer.  Emily is a very nice, normal person who, my crystal ball tells me, is barely holding it together.  There is nothing unusual about the house, and Lucille Mayer seems to have been a very boring artistic type whose most unusual aspect was that she was a lesbian.  Instinct makes me think that there is nothing here that will tell us what happened.

At Clifford Potter’s house, we found the deputy’s car.  The deputy was inside the house.  I think that he was looking for “clues.”  To get him out of the way for a while, I sent him to Sacramento with the feathered scale thing, and samples of the dried goo that was on the bobcat.  I did specifically tell him that discretion was his watchword, and that using his sirens was something NOT to do.

We searched the house, and found cassette tapes, the gloves (not given over into evidence), his journal, and a couple of books on the level of “radiation and you.”  But the really strange find wasn’t in his house at all.  It was in the root cellar.  We noted that the floor of it was to smooth, and appeared to have been meticulously raked.  Who does that?  A little digging into the matter uncovered the dead Meganeura dragonfly (in a jar of formalin) which is 29 inches from tip to tail and a 14 pound gold cube.   FattyB put Bertha on discovering the meaning of the runes on the cube.  The dragonfly was huge….and freaky.  We put them in the car, and rather than spend the night in a motel we decided to push on to another place. 

We inspected Potter’s truck where it was left at Hunt Electronics.  The truck was clean, and it had been pretty obvious that it had been searched.  Fingerprints revealed that the deputy had been out there and looked in the glove box.  I don’t necessarily think he’s a bad guy, but he’s been in all the wrong places.  I just believe that a bad guy would be a little more…discrete.

FattyB and BoomBoom Barbie became ill on the drive.  Further testing revealed that it was due to radiation poisoning.  They were treated, and appear to be fine.  We’ve determined that it was the large gold cube that was the source of their illness.  As you know, we’ve placed the cube in storage and along with the dead bug in a jar. (It would have been nice had I been warned about the warehouse (Green Box).  “My Spidey Sense was tingling” was most definitely an understatement.)   I’ve not noted either one of those things in my reports to the FBI.  In fact, those reports have included copious bland detail, but nothing really important. 

FattbyB has gone to Miskatonic University to inspect papers written by a writer named Blake to attempt to further decipher the runes on the golden cube (you have photos of these).

I’ve gone back to talk to the coroner who did Clifford Potter to see if there are any details he has that he didn’t feel comfortable including in his report.  He stated that the only weird thing was the goo on the body which he sent for analysis.  Help in expediting those results would be appreciated.

Finally, given the gamma radiation emitted by the cube, and the fact that I think that there might be more cubes, or at least that whatever we’re looking for is located where the thing was found, I’d like to go explore the area further, but I’d like to do so properly equipped against radiation.  This means suits for the three of us, and a Geiger counter.  I’d prefer not to advertise this and definitely not acquire these things through FBI channels.  I don’t trust them, for obvious reasons.

On a final note, BoomBoom noted that the explosion that leveled Hunt Electronics wasn’t.  It was an implosion.  This has led to a number of conspiracy theories fronted by FattyB.  Some of them are…unique, but at this point, given the fact that the bite marks aren’t close to anything we’ve seen before, and also because we’ve deal with strange things in the past, I am not discounting them out of hand.  His favorite theory is that there’s something like a star gate buried down there, and that things from the past are creeping through.  This would seem to fit, in that we DID find the dead bug in a jar.   I’d like, if possible, to get the radiation suits delivered by helicopter, because I’d really like to see an aerial photo of the location—see how that lines up with the area where Potter had the bobcat.

So now, I guess, the only thing left to do is explore the area, which I’m planning for when FattyB gets back.  BoomBoom has plenty of explosives, which might be useful, especially if, as FattyB believes, there is some sort of relation to the distant past.  I’m more inclined to think that the radiation mutated local fauna, but I have to admit that the dragonfly was an odd element.  So, we go in, protected from radiation, and with weapons loaded for dinosaur.  Will an Uzi even put a dent in a dinosaur, I wonder?

SAM

AC Notes:

If this is a gate, it must be permanently sealed. As a side note, I’d probably use something of a heavier caliber if I were hunting a dinosaur.

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