THE CONTINUING STORYLINE GAME

[Wicked Lester]

"My dear Mr. Wormstein. It should be obvious by now. There is a faction of Lycanthrope's who are gathering great strength and numbers. Hence the formula you swallowed. To give you a vague idea what it is like. What you will be going against. In addition there is an even darker faction of black warlocks. Remember that old volume you discovered in the library? The one translated from ancient Sumerian? These two factions combining their powers could take over and destroy the world as we know it. Literally unleashing all the dark forces of the cosmos.
So,that being said..."

[Inkfink]

"Uh, I think I'm going to need more than this gun," I said.

"Oh, there will be more," said Cranston. "And where we're going, you'll need them."


CHAPTER TWO - TWISTING THE TERROR TANGO


One week later, I find myself flying low over the tree tops of a dense Romanian forest in one of six black helicopters. Our destination...

[Anton Phibes]

....an abandoned monastery, and the reported facility from which one of the factions in this war of the supernatural was hiding.  Was it Talbot and Glendon, the "allies" in this struggle?  Or was I being sent to deal with the faction that made them look as tame as kittens by comparison? The faction that sent fear into everyone who spoke of them.  Everyone except for Cranston. Something about this man seems...off.  As if he had already tasted death so many times, it had very little fear for him. It could be heard in his voice, as matter of factly and straight forward as a textbook, when discussing things that only prior had sent me into the loss of my faculties.  As the copter grew closer.....

[Dr.Teufel Geist]

A loud explosion, and the swaying of the helicopter told me that we were just hit.
I could hear the pilot saying "Mayday", we were spinning out of control.
Dr.Cranston had a needle in his hand, before I could ask what he was doing , he jammed it into my leg.
"Good luck Wormstein." he said as he kicked me out of the helicopter.
I fell for what seemed like hours, when I came to, I was lying face down in the snow.
I could hear the noise of a motor idling, not to far from......

[Spock]

...............where I lay. Then the sound of footsteps crushing the snow could be heard. I looked up o see a figure, that of a man. He was a strange looking man, his facial features all twisted from what looked like years of madness, his bowl haircut looked like something from the dark ages. He was dressed in brown robes "Velcome Vormstein" he said in a strong Romanian accent, "Ve have been vaiting for you"...........................................

[Wicked Lester]

I looked at his strange features for what seemed a long time but in reality perhaps a moment at most. Tho I landed in a deep snowbank the impact left me injured and bloody. I could taste it on my lips. Once again I had gone thru chaos and come out alive.
Once again the enormity of it all along was a bit much. I passed out from the pain and an unknown time later awoke in....

[Spock]

..................... in a large comfortable bed. I looked around me. The room was adorned in floral wallpaper, matched by lace curtains. Flowers hung around the door of the doors and windows,. The flowers gave off a sweet swickly aroma that made me wretch. I heard footseps and voices outside the door......................................................

[Dr.Teufel Geist]

 it sounded like a Russian accent, as the footsteps continued to approach the door.
I pretended to be unconscious still, the door opens and the sound of the steps sounded like boots.
"You have done well Brother Marcus, you will be paid fully."
The Russian accent guy, I opened my eye slightly to see a man dressed in a black suit, accompanying him were two soldiers.

[Dr.Teufel Geist]

"He doesn't look like much to me sir", I heard one of the guards speak, but how could I.
I dont speak or understand Russian, but I know exactly what they are saying.
"Get him dressed, and bring him down to the car, when your done."the man in black said.
Footsteps walking away, the door shuts, its just me and these two soldiers.
If I only had the strength to fight back and get out of here.
"Pieter look at this."
"What is it Nickolai ?"
"Some sort of green liquid in a bottle, aaaggghhh, it smells horrid." answers Nickolai.
The changer formula, now is my chance, with all the strength I could muster, I quickly lept from the bed.

[Anton Phibes]

With a strength I can only describe as inhuman, I leaped from the bed, burst down the door and grabbed the vile from Nickolai. I heard screams and thunders in the distance.  It wasn't until a few moments later that I realized what I had done....and what had been done to me. Nickolai and his comrade lay awash in their own blood.  I had two bullet holes in center mass of my chest.  I should be dead.  I hadn't even drunk the vial...yet felt no pain, and had killed these men with ease, remembering next to none of it, like a dream or something surreal.  I hunted for the vial.  It seemed as if I had to have it!  Like an addict searching for their precious needle, I dropped to my knees and I searched the crimson covered floor...there it was.  I opened the cork, and brought the vial to my lips.  A voice spoke out just as I was about to drink and said...."

[Dr.Teufel Geist]

"You made a horrible mistake Mr. Wormstein."
It was the man in black, his body began to change into a large black wolf.
He snarled and showed his great fangs, I had no choice now.
I quickly dove out the window, little did I know I was 5 stories up, luckily a car broke my fall.
I felt no pain, as i slid off the hood, and ran down the street.

[Inkfink]

I ran down streets and alleyways until I chanced upon a dilapidated cemetery. I jumped the rusted, wrought iron fence and hid amongst the gravestones till night fell. Surprisingly my wounds healed quickly. Why was I not dead? And what of the talk about me being the chosen one and my new found strength. Now I was defying death by overcoming mortal wounds. Had I willed my own healing? As a test, I decided to direct my will upon the graves around me. I imagined the corpses in their graves stirring and rising. Suddenly the ground around me began erupting. I stood up as...

[Dr.Teufel Geist]

I saw a train going by, well that explains the rumbling and ground shaking, I said to myself.
I started to walk away, when I heard a snarl behind me, I didnt have to turn around, I knew he was behind me.
I thought I lost him, I had no choice, I spun around quickly and saw nothing.
"Yip yip"
I looked down, and there was a poodle staring up at me, it snarled at me again, I jumped towards it, and it ran off.
I laughed to myself, scared of a little dog, I must be losing my mind.
I turned back around, and looming above me was the great black wolf, saliva dripping from it's jaws.
I swallowed hard, and closed my eyes, I knew what was coming, I heard a phhffttt sound, I opened my eyes and saw the man in black
lying on the ground, a large hole in his forehead.
It didnt take me long to know I wasnt alone, so I made a quick dash to....

[Dr.Teufel Geist]

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[Inkfink]

"Johnny. Johnny, wake up. It's lunchtime and you fell asleep again reading those horrid monster magazines."

"Wha?" I said as I woke up. My head was laying in the latest issue Famous Monsters magazine and my drool was pooling on the Captain Company ads. As I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was an ad... Maxwell Grant, The Shadow. So it was a dream!

"Wake up, Johnny. Your lunch is on the kitchen table and it's your favorite - bologna sandwich, a Little Debbie snack and chocolate milk."

"Okay, Mom, " I said trying to remember all the details of my weird dream. Mr. Wormstein? Now that's a stupid name. Dreams.

"I've got to run out to Woolco to pick up few things so leave me a note if you decided to go out," said my Mom.

"Okay, I might ride my bike for awhile," I said groggily.

"Okay, honey. I'll see you when I get home."

Mom left in the her '64 Corvair and I went downstairs for lunch. Ten minutes later I was pedaling down a dirt road on my metal flake green Schwinn Stingray with a my Famous Monsters magazine rolled up in my back pocket. Wait till I tell the guys about my crazy dream!

I rode up to the tree where our tree fort was and looked up to see...