Nice addition to the Cult of the Dead family! ;) (nm)

Posted by Goodsport from adsl-216-102-199-185.dsl.snfc21.pacbell.net on June 12, 2000 at 01:09:09:

In Reply to: Cult of the Dead chapter 4 posted by Kent Allard on June 10, 2000 at 21:26:03:

: to et it rolling I took out chapter five and made it part of chapter 4 so now I only have 9 chaptters written but I wanted to get it rollin. Hope ya enjoy it. I'll post the first few chapters of third world later tonight. :)
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: Chapter IV A happy little stroll

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: Indiana ran faster and faster, his forehead sweated, he was panic stricken, his
: head ached, his brains felt fried, and his body was tired. But the faster he ran the
: closer the mist came. It ran like a cougar about to strike its prey. Indiana lit several
: sticks of dynamite at once and threw to land where they fell. The dynamite blocked the
: mist long enough for him to turn a corner, Indiana was now able to see light, The dynamite
: also allowed him to escape the mist. He ran into the light, his eyes winced with pain
: because he had been in the dark for so long. He shouted for them to help him block the
: door, they grunted as they pushed and heaved the door closed, as they were able to block
: the mist they were finally able to relax. Indiana bent over catching his breath sighing.
: Roger came running over to him asking several questions.

:

: Indy huffed and puffed as he spoke "He’s gone he’s dead they’re
: dead they all died" gasp "Whew I’ll, Roger, I’ll talk to you in the
: tent in a minute let me catch my breath". Indy bent over to catch his breath he was
: gasping like a fish out of water. He was able to stumble up to the tent he jerked his hat
: off his head, and tumbled into the tent.

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: "So… what is it" Roger was eager to hear his story. He was as giddy as a
: schoolboy was.

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: "Ok… Ok one minute. Once we were walking through the hall we came across a
: corpses, dozens of em, all had their ribs bashed in and all had fresh fingers wrapped
: around their necks." Indy was still huffing.

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: "What? I’ve got to see this" Roger was already heading out the tent.

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: "Uh, you cant" Indiana was breathing calmer now. "Were not going back
: in" Indiana was regaining his rough attitude, after he had caught his breath.

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: "Why not." Roger said confused.

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: "Well for a minor reason there are traps and second there is something in there
: almost like a dead spirit engulfing all that came in there."

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: "Oh come now, I know you Dr. Jones and you don’t believe all that
: superstitious hocus pocus, boogey man nonsense." Roger said

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: "Well actually this was an old burial ground for an ancient more than presumably
: long gone cult. Somehow they were able to preserve an acid or such inside the wall so that
: once opened would produce the acid to release in the form of a large expanding gas.
: Unfortunately I did not know of this and immediately opened it. Perhaps had I known we
: could have studied closer and maybe actually escaped with some of the
: ‘treasures’? But unluckily we didn’t and now the mist is still there
: waiting to be opened to destroy those that do come to open it. Actually we are going to
: have to destroy of this before someone else can find it and use it against us… hey
: what time is it." Indiana put his head in his hands; he was tired, after that
: exhilarating run.

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: "Uh eleven o clock AM. Why?" Roger said looking down at his watch which had a
: cheap leather band, some of the lens had cracked and one of the hands was just slightly
: bent but it still kept good time and had been handed down through his family for years.

:

: "Great" Indiana said sarcastically. "Hurry tell them to pack up. By the
: way when does the plane leave?" Indy kept speaking as he started packing, luckily he
: had packed light. "I shouldn’t have scheduled that lecture for today or I should
: have cancelled. I’ll never be able to make it in time."

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: "The plane leaves at eleven forty five." Roger was even packing his things
: and out the door yelling to the diggers to get everything packed up. Indiana was right
: behind him.

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: Indiana also screamed for the diggers to hurry "How long does it take to get back
: to town?"

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: "Thirty five minutes" Roger was shoving his things into the convoy truck. The
: diggers packed the gold and jewels safely into the wooden crates. The pick-ax were shoved
: into storage compartments under the seats in the truck, the jeep was loaded with the
: wooden crates containing the jewels, the sand was being swept away from the jeep as the
: other diggers loaded the items onto the jeep. Indiana pushed his suitcase next to Rogers
: and stuck his notes in his black briefcase. When he got inside the truck and settled down
: he then began to jot down notes for his classes next week. Once everything was loaded
: Roger hopped into the back of the Truck and sat next to Indiana. The truck drove off
: following the jeep.

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: Berlin: Underground German Laboratory

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: General Veloshikov waited impatiently for a Dr. Kishov. He was usually late, he
: had been on an archeological dig somewhere in Kazakhstan, they had discovered some sort of
: weapon or something to help them with the war or something along these lines. He
: wouldn’t even be here had it not been for Hitler sending him down here. General
: Veloshikov was a poker-faced man he never smiled and never frowned. He was a tall rough
: set man of his forties. Clean- and polished boots till you could see your reflection.
: Suddenly a door creaked open, the general’s head swung to his side. It was a young
: officer; he handed a small yellow slip of paper to General Veloshikov. It read:

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" Dr. Kishov läßt es nicht im heutigen Tag bitte tomorrow bei dem
: Taktgeber mit elf O zurückkommen: "

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: The general stuffed the slip of paper into his pocket and then walked out of the door
: with a stern cold face.

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: Kazakhstan airport

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: The large convoy truck pulled up to the small airport. Roger started to yell
: for the ‘prizes’ to be unloaded to the smaller plane. People all over the
: airport stared at the men; they were filthy and covered in dust. Possibly the owner a man
: dressed in a black suit, came running out with a handkerchief covering his mouth from the
: dust.

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: "Sir you are not supposed to be here. You were supposed to pull around back. With
: you and your filthy crew" The man spoke with a strong accent. His hair was
: greased back. Indiana merely pushed him aside and watched Roger finish the unloading.

:

: Roger was loading the ‘goods’ on to the mini plane; he looked back to the
: jeeps and convoy truck they were covered in dust and filthy. Roger then was careful so as
: not to catch Indy watching he pulled out a large Aluminum briefcase he shoved a few bits
: of rock statues and numerous seemingly unimportant items, he shut the lid and locked it.
: After they had finished the unloading, Roger began walking toward Indiana. The mini sailed
: off into the sky; Indy watched it as it went off piercing through the clouds.

:

: "Well let’s go. We have a long flight." Indy started walking towards the
: North American side of the airport.

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: "Hey I’m sorry but I have a different flight." Kent said as he was
: already turning around heading for the West wing.

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: Indiana began to wonder why Roger was heading towards the German wing of the airport,
: but just shrugged it off not bothering or caring.

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: "Good evening Dr. Jones. Ticket please" The ticket taker batted her eyes
: politely.

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: "Good evening" Indy smiled and gave her the ticket and proceeded through the
: Airport. He then walked a long hallway and took a seat. And began making notes. The plane
: began to lift and then started to head towards America.

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: Berlin: Underground German Laboratory

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: Dr. Kishov walked into the room General Veloshikov stood. He walked across the
: room towards Dr. Kishov. He stared him in the face.

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: "So do you have it" The General had a monotone when he spoke.

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: "You know I do. Would I let you down." He smiled as he began to take the
: contents from his suitcase. To Indiana Jones he would be Roger to the Germans he is a spy,
: a scientist, and a brilliant geneticist, but he also had knowledge of archeology

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: "Good, very good" The General still did not have any excitement in his voice.

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: "Now you probably would like to have some idea as to what this is." He
: allowed time for the General to give a nod. "Very well you see, actually contrary to
: what the superstitious diggers had thought. It was not a mysterious living cult enchanting
: them… actually it was…"

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: Barnette College, Classroom # 302

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: "As you heard me explain before, It was NOT an evil that was hunting us.
: It was an uh ah" Indiana Jones blinking twice he stuttered. The girl closed her eyes
: again, this time Indy was able to make out that in eyeliner pencil she wrote ‘Love
: You’. He wished she would stop writing him messages, it began making him stutter.
: "You see it was a Virus, and as you all know that viruses can stay alive for millions
: of years" He waited for the class to nod "so it was preserved, it was held
: within the walls, once the door opened, The virus unleashed itself. Also there were
: currents in their planted at just the perfect place to where it moved as if it was living.
: So don’t get any ideas of ‘Boogie Man ghosts haunting you’. Also now
: I am going to explain my theory as to how the fingers were preserved."

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: At that time Marcus Brody and three other men walked into the room and sat at the table
: at the back of the room. Indy stared at them, he knew these people were government agents,
: they dressed like them, and if anyone knew it would be Indy, he had deled with these kinds
: of people before. They watched him finish his lesson, with a disgruntled look.

:

: "You see I’m sure all of you are familiar that Mummies preserved their dead
: kings." The class nodded "Well they found a preservation of their own only it
: kept it in pristine condition. Well it ‘whitened’ as it aged but still it
: remained preserved. You see they probably…" BZZZZZZZZZZZ, the bell blasted from
: the halls. "Ok remember homework is due next Monday." Indiana walked back to
: Marcus and the three gentlemen.

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: "Good day Dr. Jones. We have something concerning you’re most recent dig, do
: you recognize this man" The chubby man stuck out his hand and showed a picture of a
: man he covered up the name.

:

: "Of course he is Roger, from my dig, he was one of my partners, why is he in some
: sort of trouble" Indiana said cautiously

:

: "I’m afraid he is Dr. Jones," The fat man said. He grunted "You see
: his real name is Dr. Kishov, Jerico Kishov." The fat man spoke still had the same
: disgruntled look.

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: Marcus spoke up "You see Indy once you deposited those little items to me with the
: diamonds and statues I noticed, his wallet had fallen in, when I read the name I
: recognized it as German. Then I immediately notified these people, you see I had heard his
: name before from one place or another, I can’t recall where exactly but even still I
: do remember it was German so I began looking through documents and that sort, and
: –."

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: The short skinny one cut Marcus off "You see he is a Scientist, he works for the
: Nazis. We believe they have discovered something that could destroy the Human race, and we
: don’t want it to fall into Hitler’s hands. So naturally we came to you, we want
: you to help us. Do you accept the offer? We will also fund your dig"

:

: "I don’t know I’m rather busy" Indiana said monotone, he
: didn’t want to get caught up in this any more.

:

: "For the next five years," The chubby government man said.

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: Indiana smiled "Sure, when do I start."

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: "We will start you in Berlin" The third man and the tallest of the three
: spoke up "You will locate the base, gather information as to what you are going to
: do. Ok now, you will be started off with eight thousand dollars, if you need more money
: ask us please, but be very careful, this man you are tracking, Jerico Kishov he is a spy,
: there are probably many others, so be very careful." The men walked out of the room.

:

: "I cant believe you are going to do this" Marcus said.

:

: "Hey Marcus, could you get Andre to cover for me this next three weeks."
: Indiana said as he watched the men walk down the hall. "Besides why wouldn’t I,
: funding for the next five years who knows what that could bring for the museum"

:

: "Three weeks" Marcus was astonished "I guess I can. Why three
: weeks" Marcus was shocked, thoughts raced through his mind why on earth would it take
: three weeks.

:

: "Even if it’s not three weeks I still want some time to recuperate"
: Indiana now had a solid face. "Besides Andre can deal with this class well"

:

: "Yes Andre is a tough teacher" Marcus walked out of the room. He shouted out
: "I will call him in a minute."

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: Indy walked out of the classroom. He peeked in Marcus’s office, there were
: millions of papers and other things on his desk. Most of them were probably dealing with
: that matter of the Ark, ever since the government had taken it, Marcus tried desperately
: to get it back for the museum. "It does belong in a museum though," Indy said to
: himself as he walked up to his car. Indy suddenly realized that he had forgotten something
: he rushed back to Marcus’s office. Marcus was off the phone now. "Marcus put a
: note on my desk for Andre, that I have his lesson laying on the desk. Ok tell him that
: everything’s planned out. All he has to do is read it" Then Indy walked out the
: room.

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: "Ok Indy I got it" Marcus said as Indy walked to his car.

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