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The Awakening of Cthulhu - Johnn A. Escobar
In memory of Lord Dunsany, Ambrose Bierce, R.W.Chambers, Arthur Machen, Algernon Blackwood, Frank Belknap Long, Robert E. Howard, Clark Ashton Smith, Hazel Heald, Henry Kuttner, Robert Bloch, Zealia Bishop, Adolphe de Castro, E. Hoffmann Price, William Lumley, and Howard Phillips Lovecraft.
That is not dead which can eternal lie, and with strange aeons even death may die.
Howard Phillips Lovecraft
I
The annotations of Aaron Cedric O'donojú
The alumni and professors from Miskatonic University, in Arkham City, Massachussets (US) where gathered in the auditorium, due to the arrival of the entrepreneur and writer John Howard Brown. It was momentous event, since he chooses his venues carefully being a reserved but social man. Regarding his works, they reflected a sublime culture, posing ideological problems combined with modern discoveries. His first book, Whispers from the past, had seen light at the beginning of 2002 and, since then, he published twenty three philosophical books, being the most recent one, one week from its launch, a Best Seller titled The night of illusions. It was a work that covered, from a reasonable point of view, the possibility of extra human worlds, having a research made with the support from scientists, doctors, archaeologists and historians.
Regarding him as a person, he was an entrepreneur who raised a great fortune from real estate, writing in Spanish language and lived in Buenos Aires, Argentina.
The conference began at three and a half in the afternoon. The dean took the stage by saying:
—Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, teachers and students. It is an honor for me to introduce you to mister John Howard Brown.
Everyone applauded while a young man of fifty years old became present. He was in good shape, short brown hair, hairless face, white skin and honey color eyes; owner of good bearing, wearing a black elegant suit, a white shirt and dark blue necktie while his black shoes were shining. He shaked hands with the dean and switched positions.
—I would say it is a pleasure to be here — Brown said with a cheerful tone —but you would think I was only copying the dean
Everyone laughed, since they understood that John Howard had an excellent sense of humor, besides being charismatic and very humble; he never got mad to the questions made, almost in a sneaky way, always answering with kindness. In order to finish the conference, after an hour, Brown expressed himself in the following way, explaining his point of view about humanity, the main topic from his book:
—We humans have been narcissist beings, adopting deities as a result from an eternal search for the meaning of life; always believing and fervently justifying that we all have a specific goal. However, thanks to the progress of science, we know that we were not created, we are a product of natural selection from the species and evolution, as stipulated by Charles Darwing. Thanks to Galileo Galilei, we know that Earth, our planet, is not the center of the universe.
Due to these advancements and discoveries, as of today, there are greats conflicts raised by the human race. Despite of having a religion or not, the purpose of existence will always be debated. Since ancient times and even in our times, there are still persons across the globe who blindly believe in creator beings; divinities were just replaced by alien races. What tries to prevail at all costs, is the meaning of life and the fact that our destiny as humans, is under the critical scrutiny from superior beings who care about us; here is the difference. How about actually a superior race exists, a god or many gods, but that do not look like us at all, their thoughts and plans were oblivious to us. How about if them, with their infinite knowledge and powers, as well as with their extense lives, did not see us as their equals, not even as their servants, but as insects or plants, meaning we were only insignificant beings inside vast infinity.
Those words muted everyone present and the conference ended, John stepped out of the stage, and the auditorium general assistant took the floor.
—Dear students and professors, I am pleased to say that Mr. Brown will make a book signing on the second floor.
Everything was on its way, the present ones, with copies of the night of illusions on their hands were moving orderly; John Howard Brown seated at a table, was signing the books, giving them back and thanking for the attendance.
The last one in the row was a young man, in his middle twenties, with a carefully trimmed beard, dark and messy hair, a little bit overweight, wearing jeans, black shoes, white shirt, brown jacket and carrying a backpack. It obviously was not a professor, and by looking at him, Howard assumed that he was probably a graduate student. The man was nervous, not threatening way, but as someone who wants to say something and cannot find the rights words.
—I can understand that you feel somewhat anxious, what is your name?
—It is a true honor to meet you, my name is Miguel O’donojú sir
—It is nice to meet you Miguel!
—Sir, I have a question, I promise it will not take too much time
—Go ahead, that is why I came here —John said with a nice smile on his lips.
—Have you heard about a being, with dark robes and always covering its face, comparable to a desert dweller, known as the Dark Monk?
By hearing those words, John Howard Brown got astonished, and looked directly into the eyes of the young man.
—Yes, I have heard! Now the question is, how do you know about him?
Miguel was about to reply, but Brown indicated with his right hand not to do so.
—I need to go, follow me and I will listen to your story
The young man accepted and both got into the author’s limousine, heading to the Arkham Palace Hotel, founded on the late 90’s, where Mr. Brown was guest, occupying the presidential suite from floor 47. The entrepreneur and the university student entered the hall, having a seat in comfortable black leather couches, John ordered a cognac, he offered something to drink to the young man, but he refused with his head.
Brown hadn’t talked since then, he stayed calm, and sent a message with his mobile phone. He received a call almost immediately, answered and limited himself to listen. He thanked after five minutes and ended the call.
—Mister Miguel Alejandro O’donojú —Brown started —you are twenty seven years old, graduated from Miskatonic University five years ago as accountant; you were born the twenty fourth of August of 1989 in Buenos Aires, Argentina, single son of Emilia Alejandra Upson and Roberto Robledo O’donojú, who unfortunately died during an traffic accident more than two years ago. After finishing your studies, you came back to your native country, where you are actually assessing small and medium companies, you speak perfect English, German and Spanish, being the last one your mother tongue. You came back again to Miskantonic University to take a course on literature that would last three months, but something tells me that your interest in coming back to university came solely as a way for us to meet, since it was public knowledge that I was giving this conference. Now, the only thing that I haven’t found out, is how someone as young as you have heard about the Dark Monk; your turn boy, to continue with what you wanted to share.
—I have read your books and understood the hidden background, you are the owner of an obsession with primeval beings; they are there, hidden in your works. If someone could help me in this Earth is you, since, you know, when I was I child, my late grandfather used to tell me about events that occurred in Dunwich, Arkham, Innsmouth, Paris and London, among others. Due to my childish mind, he did not revealed much. However, when I became a teenager, my father confessed that during his youth, my grandfather studied in Miskantonic University and obtained his archaeologist degree and worked under an academic job, nothing uncommon, or so I thought. My grandfather passed away twenty years ago, while I was sleeping; it seems that he had a lawyer, who according to specific instructions, had to deliver me a key for a safe box in a local bank when I turned twenty one years old. When I came back to Buenos Aires I opened it and found a notebook, my parents did not help much and after they passed away I took refuge in my work as well as in understanding the notebook. During my search I read your books, and the similarities are undeniable, you are the right person, in order to know if my grandfather was a man of science or a mad one. Since I am conscious that evidence must be analyzed before your own eyes, before you believe me.
At that moment, Miguel fell silence while searching in his carry bag and withdrawing an old notebook with rustic brown leather cover and yellowish pages; he gave it to the writer and he opened it carefully in order to start reading it by himself.
Mi nambe is Aaron Cedric O’donojú, I was born in Providence on February 17th of 1926, I studied at Miskantonic University, the prestigious academic institution where I was able to become an archaeologist and further work in there as a professor. At the age of 30, when I was sorting through old documents in the library, I found a signed testimony signed by the late educator Armitage.
According to him, a man named Wilbur Whateley was born in Dunwich on February 2nd of 1912, this man was growing at an accelerated rhythm, his physical form was composed of goat features and brown complexion. He did not have a father mysteriously, but only his mother named Lavinia, whose mental disability was notorious. The grandfather was in charge of Whateley’s education. He had the reputation of being a sorcerer, since he used to hike to the top of Sentinell Hill, where he performed rituals. With Wilbur’s birth, his family could be seen with strange throat sores as well as his cattle. When Wilbur’s grandfather died, his mother disappeared some time after. By then, the young man climbed Silent Hill more frequently, where he called out a name from the mountain: Yog-Sothoth.
Armitage knew Wilbur when he travelled to Miskantonic University with the purpose of reading the Necronomicon, which was allowed for him. Although not satisfied with this, he tried to convince the university authorities to grant him a permission to take the book, which was flatly denied.
Short time after, and intruder tried to rob the library, but only found death by the attack from the universities’ guardian dogs. While waiting for the authorities and the security guards were controlling the alumni crowd in front of the library, professors Armitage, Rice and Morgan entered and witnessed a foul-smelling pool of slimy and disgusting greenish-yellow purulent fluid coming out from a crocodile skin torso with tentacles on its abdomen. Due to some of the remaining that looked like a face, Armitage recognized Wilbur. By the time the other members and university authorities arrived, that monstrous body had shrunk to disintegration, leaving personal diary as the only proof of his existence.
Amritage took on the task of deciphering Wilbur’s diary, since it was written in a ciphered way and during all this time, the professor had visions of a monk dressed in black, whose face remained hidden under dark cloths; he guided him by granting small clues of how to understand the diary and tortured him with horrible nightmares when the sleep closed his eyes. That monk