Monday, June 23rd 1924: Drain the Swamp
In reply to trahernwithglasses (msg # 102):
You rouse Jimmy enough from his shock that he is able to lead you down the wide boulevard and to the edge of town.
"Hold on, hold on," says the professor panting slightly from the brisk pace. "We can't just leave Gustav in the gutter! The poor man deserves better!"
"That wasn't Gustav back there Hiram," says the father consolingly. "Whatever came out of that bog was simply using his body as a vessel."
The cobblestones beneath your feet disappear, replaced by hard packed dirty as you leave Aberdeen. Despite the late hour Jimmy seems comfortable navigating the winding road. After about an hour Jimmy leads you off the main road onto an overgrown dirt path that cuts through the trees. After a few mins you come to a clearing that is sparely populated with tents and camping equipment.
"Here is where we decided to set up base camp Professor," says Jimmy. "Gustav, William, and Carl took the survey equipment into the bog with them but they thought it was best to leave the rest here."
The professor walks over to a crate and sits down, his head in his hands. "What have I done? What am I going to tell Gustav's family?..." The professor trails off.
The father places a hand on Clarke's shoulder. "This has been particularly trying for Hiram. I think until now the occult was nothing more than an intellectual curiosity for him. But now he has seen it come to life with his own eyes. We should be thankful he still has his wits. I'll take care of him and Jimmy while you figure out our next steps."