Man of Cthulhu?
The Sage looked down at the thing that lay before him on Tenby beach. Eden, his faithful dog, looked stern and tried to contain the rumble in her throat. An interested witness to the recent attack explained what he saw. As this happened in Wales, the Sage did not enjoy the anonymity that sometimes made this sort of thing easier when he was in other locales. He was called by the gentleman in question because he had seen the events when several large jellyfish attacked a swimmer the previous afternoon. They didnt just float; they went for the person in question. Three attacked in unison, and what lay before them was one of the three guilty parties. Its feelers were about 5 feet long and the body was about 3 feet across. It looked like a normal jellyfish, but the Sage knew it wasnt.
So how is the bloke who got attacked, then? queried the man for a second time, as he poked the thing with a stick.
The Sage, of course, didnt wish to answer because he had ascertained the person standing next to him might know it was odd if there was absolutely nothing wrong with the victim. He was not stung in the slightesta surfer and a strong swimmer, he had merely powered his way away from the jelly-fish. There were more people on beach in need of medical attention than the man at the centre of the problem. Rupert and Claire were currently having a natter with the bloke over a pint at a local pub. After the bloke had a few pints Claire might try probing his mind to see if his affectation was mental rather than physical.
The Sage had meant to come down to the beach earlier but the tide and his sleeping patterns worked against him.
Sage, I have been on this beach most days of my life since I was a boy, and I have never seen a jelly fish like this.
The Sage knew that while there were occasional beach bums in the UK, there was a recent rise in their appearance. The environmental lobby blamed global warming but the Sage thought he knew better. First of all he believed that the arrogant assumption that man could cause a major detrimental shift in the earths temperature ridiculous. Secondly there was new evidence that global warming was being caused by an increase in temperature on the surface of the sun. And thirdly, he was well aware that this sort of sea beastie could be, and quite often was used by Cthulhu, who after, all lived in Ryleth under the sea, to do his bidding when he got tired of his human minions failing. Victims lost in the war against jelly-fish frequently turned up in one form or another in various Deep Ones cults on the other side of the sea.
Sage? asked the affable but persistent older gentleman.
Ugh sorry, was deep in thought. He chose his words carefully, yes this is a bit odd but there are things in the sea that are a mystery to us still. This trio probably got lost and got sucked into some stream or other and ended up here by mistake.
But why would they attack that surfer?
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I Want To Hold Your Hand
and when I touch you I feel happy inside.
it’s such a feeling that my love
i can’t hide, I can’t hide, I can’t hide.
—the beatles
From the Boston Globe:
Addressing the crowd, Kerry’s wife, Teresa, took a swipe at the Bush administration. “You cannot solve problems by throwing stones, and you cannot solve problems by telling lies, and you cannot solve problems by wishing ill to other people,” she said. “The only way you solve problems is by holding hands and talking about it, and that’s what we want to do in this campaign.”
It’s official, folks. This woman is seriously starting to Creep. Me. Out.
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