Bang bang, bang bang, books are scattered on the floor, and the bookshelves are empty.
At this time, Gu Jun saw the back of the bookshelf, which should be a wall, but what he saw seemed to be another space, distorted, viscous, weird, and those different substances, only some of which could be understood. Just as he was in a trance, he heard a startled voice: "What are you doing?"
In an instant, everything was corrected again.
Gu Jun was already standing on the edge of the bookshelf again, and the books that had just been scattered all over the floor returned to the shelf.
"Dr. Armitage." Hannah didn't take Gu Jun's behavior seriously, and was looking at a figure walking quickly not far away.
That was Dr. George Armitage, director of the library, a Ph.D. in History from Miskatonic University, a Ph.D. in Letters from Cambridge University, and a Ph.D. in Linguistics from Princeton University. On that usually calm and peaceful face, he was a little panicked at this moment, and his steps were quite messy.
Gu Jun looked at the old gentleman, his hair was half white, his face was full of wrinkles, and he was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses.
"Jem." Dr. Armitage knew Jem Mazelwich, "Don't do what happened just now."
"Doctor, have you read "The King in Yellow?" Gu Jun listened and asked, "You are crazy, but you are also sober."
Dr. Armitage sighed, "Come with me."
Gu Jun and Hannah followed, Dr. Armitage walked towards the stairs on the third floor, and the students around were still studying quietly.
Although these people would not hear it, and even if they heard it, they would have no impression because of the subsequent amendments, Dr. Armitage still kept quiet, did not speak along the way, and walked very lightly, and asked the two to abide by it. order. Not long after, they reached the third floor of the library, but no correction occurred.
Gu Jun and Hannah have tried it before, and if the location and situation they are in are different from the script, they will be corrected.
However, the lines they speak can be said by themselves, and they can be remembered.
Now, apparently the scenario is that they followed Dr. Armitage to the third floor of the library to talk.
As long as it does not leave this situation, it will not be corrected.
After reaching the third floor, the surroundings became even more silent, and there were very few students on this floor. Dr. Armitage took the two of them to his curator's office. The place is antique, and the furniture, utensils and decorations are all in the style of the old era. If it weren't for the air conditioner, computer and other things, it could be said that it was the nineteenth century.
The doctor poured a cup of tea for each of them, and poured one for himself.
"Jem, Hannah, I don't know if I'm real or a projection or what."
Dr. Armitage took a sip of his teacup slowly, "Before this, I always thought that some past events were just legends."
"Doctor, since you understand the situation." Gu Jun said, "Can you let me read the book "The King in Yellow Clothes"? Maybe I can find some clues."
"Don't worry, I don't think "The King in Yellow" is the key." Dr. Armitage said, "A few days ago, I didn't realize it. But now I have to recall some specific things about myself, only vaguely. and blankness. I do understand that this is another dimension, another space, we are people in the play, subject to a greater force. But I still remember one thing, all the dimensions and space things, are related to it .”
Gu Jun also listened patiently, judging the authenticity of the doctor's words.
And Hannah next to him, who was much more patient than him, seemed to have served the tea.
"My grandfather, Henry Armitage." The doctor continued, the wrinkles on his brow furrowed deeply, "he was not a curator at that time, he was an administrator, hundreds of years ago now. One day , came to the library a queer young man in rags, very tall, with a goat-like face, from the nearby town of Dunwich, named Wilbur Whateley."
The doctor spoke calmly, but there was a trace of uneasiness about the weirdness in his tone.
"Wilbur Whateley came with an ancient book, the Necronomicon written by the crazy Arabian Abdullah Alhazad, which Wilbur said was passed down to him by his grandfather, It’s an English translation, and the purpose of his visit is to borrow and copy the Latin translation of the Necronomicon in the library, and then compare the content to find a missing paragraph on one of the pages of his translation.”
Gu Jun's heart jumped when he heard it, "Necronomicon"
The first time he heard about this book was from Xue Ba, and the evil believers of the Laisheng Society even used a sentence in it to confuse them.
In the world of secrets, the "Necronomicon" is also an ancient book, written by an Arab madman, but it is just an ancient legend, and no one has ever really found it.
Only a few scattered sentences claiming to be the contents of the book have been handed down to the world.
Later, when he got permission, Gu Jun passed all those sentences through the database of Tianji Bureau. There was no dark power in them. There were proverbs, strange crazy words, and some prayers of unknown rituals. Did some research to no avail.
Now, Gu Jun suddenly heard "Necronomicon", and there are many translations, so it was in the world of Massachusetts...
Dr. Armitage also said that out of concerns about Wilbur Whateley's strange behavior, his grandfather did not allow him to take the "Necronomicon" with him, but later Wilbur went to the University of Cambridge in England. The museum fulfilled his purpose.
Although there are many translations of the Necronomicon in this world, there is no original Arabic version.
Whether it is the University of Michigan or Cambridge, it is not known which manuscripts are in the collection. In the process of copying such manuscripts, some content will be lost, and some content will be artificially hidden and deleted by the author.
It is precisely because of this that the young man named Wilbur Whateley would borrow different editions everywhere to complete the one in his hand.
"My grandfather didn't know the true origin of Wilbur Whateley at the time." Dr. Armitage said in a low voice, "but he saw the contents of the page that Wilbur transcribed, and he knew I want to perform some kind of ritual, contact a power, and that power may drag the whole world into the abyss."
"I also heard from my father. Later, some terrible things happened."
The old doctor paused, took a sip of tea, but his voice was still getting hoarse:
"Wilbur Whateley turned into something half-human, or maybe that's what he really was. He tried to steal the Necronomicon from this library, but ended up dying here, a A fetid heap of filthy flesh. But he had a twin brother, more of a monster than himself, prowling Dunwich, killing and destroying, ready to perform the ritual their brother had long prepared.
My grandfather and two other Michigan professors finally stopped the ceremony and ended the lives of Brother Wilbur. But it also saw things that ordinary people can't see... My grandfather was almost insane forever, but fortunately he was able to recover his sanity, and then spent his entire life studying and stopping that force... "
Speaking of this, Dr. Armitage's expression seemed a little bitter. I don't know if it was because the tea was too bitter, or because of other emotions.
After Gu Jun heard this, many emotions were churning, "Doctor, what is the direct relationship between this incident and our current situation?"
"That power!" The old doctor suddenly raised his voice, and his old eyes widened, "The power that Wilbur Whateley is trying to contact is also the father of their brother, and it can break any time and space." Dilemma."
Father? Gu Jun was stunned for a moment, "You mean, Brother Whateley is a combination of human beings and dark forces?" Hannah next to him also changed his face.
This is the first time he has heard of this kind of thing. He only knows that there are other races, or humans transformed into ghouls and deep divers.
Because of reproductive isolation, there is always some.
"Half-human, half-divine body." The old doctor said with a sullen face, "The Whateley brothers have not yet fully grown, they are still very young, so my grandfather and the others can win."
At this time, the doctor pulled out a drawer of the desk, and found a page from it, which was filled with dense words.
The old doctor handed this page to Gu Jun, he took it and read it, it was bilingual, English and Latin. The old doctor's eyes became more and more strange, and he said: "This is the page that Wilbur Whateley was looking for. I found it from the Necronomicon based on the information left by my grandfather."
So, the Necronomicon is not a blank book in this library.
Gu Jun frowned, and looked at the book in his hand, as if what he saw was in Chinese, the more he looked at it, the more confused and tightened his heart:
[We cannot think that human beings are the oldest and final masters of the earth, nor can we think that ordinary life and matter will walk alone in the world.
The Great Old Ones were in the past, the Great Old Ones are here now, and the Great Old Ones will be in the future. The Great Old Ones are not in the spaces we know, but between spaces. The Great Old Ones walk unseen at the beginning of time, unbound by dimensions and unseen by us.
Yog-Sothoth knows the gates. Yog-Sothoth is the gate. Yog-Sothoth is the key and guardian of the gate. Past, present, and future are all one in Yog-Sothoth. He knows where the Great Old Ones have broken in, and where they will break in again. He knows where the Great Old Ones have trampled the earth, and where they will trample, and why no one can see them when they trample.
By their smell, man sometimes knows their approach, but he cannot see their form, but only a little knowledge from their appearance that makes man bear children. And these offspring come in all varieties, from man's most vivid fantasies to those as intangible and insubstantial as they are. They pass only at certain seasons, in the remote places of spoken words and shouted ceremonies, leaving no trace and decay.
The wind recites their voices, the earth whispers their consciousness. They bent the forest and crushed the city, but neither the forest nor the city saw the wretched hand. Kadath knew them in the Cold Ruins, but who knew Kadath? Antarctic ice fields and sunken islands have stone pillars engraved with their seals, but who has seen the frozen cities and the giant sealed towers covered with seaweed and barnacles? Great Cthulhu was their cousin, but he only glimpsed them dimly.
i?! Shab Nicholas! You are filth and should know them. Their hands are around your throat, and you still can't see them. Their roost is right by your locked door. Yog-Sothoth is the key to the gate, and the gate exists where the worlds meet. They ruled where men ruled, and they will rule again where men rule now.
After summer comes winter, and after winter comes summer. They wait patiently, for they will eventually rule the place again.]