Giles had one concern. It was about Dorothy, who got separated in Denver. When Giles told Jarrod that he wants to find Dorothy, he took it like a divine message. Jarrod promised Giles that he would go to the grassroots and find Dorothy. But Giles had no expectations of him. Because Denver was far away and Giles didn't have detailed information about Dorothy (her place of birth, age, real name). However, soon after Giles and Jarrod arrived in Arkham, Dorothy herself came to see Jarrod. So Giles had one of his followers bring her in.
"Jarrod was just about to start looking for you," said Giles. "Their group is small, but there are other groups who believe in the Great Old Ones. For example, a group called The Starry Wisdom had branches all over this country, and they were supposed to mobilize all of them to find you. "
"Good people. If you don't mind, I'd like them to find Old Wally and Beau. And the liberation of Prometheus from the thick chains in the mountains of the Sierra Nevada."
"OK. I'll try," said Giles. "So, what are you going to do now?"
Dorothy answered without hesitation. "I'm going to San Francisco."
"Can I come with you?" Giles asked with a childish smile.
"Can you leave your followers and go?"
"If I stay with them all the time, they might tell me I'm not Shub-Niggurath."
"If you say so, yes."
Dorothy tried to say OK, but realized that only two people could ride the Pegasus. If Dorothy and Giles ride it, Clifford Kent won't be able to ride it. Dorothy was very indebted to Clifford Kent. So Dorothy couldn't say goodbye to him here.
Not knowing what to do, Dorothy looked at Clifford Kent. Clifford Kent was pale and dripping with sweat. He was leaning against the wall, barely standing.
"Are you all right, Mr. Kent?" asked Dorothy anxiously.
"I went into this room and suddenly felt sick," Clifford Kent breathlessly answered. "It's like my power is being sucked away..."
There was a desk next to Clifford Kent, with a glass box on it.
The box was lined with crimson cushions and on top was a crystal-like sphere used by gypsies for divination. The sphere was glowing. It's not red, it's not white, it's not blue, it's an indescribable color.
"What is this?" Dorothy asked Giles.
"I don't know. But there is a label. Please read it."
Dorothy looked at the label on the box.
SPEDIMEN NO.14708
Name: Arkham Meteorite
Date: June 1882
Location: West Arkham, Next to the well of the Nahum Gardner family
Geology Laboratory, Miskatonic University
On a referral from Professor Roderick Jarrod, Clifford Kent was admitted to Miskatonic University Hospital. Clifford Kent underwent a thorough examination, but the cause of his illness was unknown. His condition was improving, but he was told he needed some rest.
"We are leaving. Thank you very much."
On the day of her departure from Arkham, Dorothy visited Clifford Kent in his hospital room.
"Have a nice trip," said Clifford Kent with a forced smile despite his haggard face.
"I hope to see you again. You plan to return to the Argo when you leave the hospital, right?"
"I would like to, but not right away. I have something to look into here."
"You mean that meteorite?"
"That's right."
"Does this incident have something to do with it?"
"Maybe, maybe not. The railroad will be restored while I investigate. Then I will follow you."
"I'll be waiting."
"Then be careful."
They shook hands firmly.
YOU ARE READING
The Argo Goes West
Science FictionIn 1900, creatures from Greek myth began to invade America, where the frontier line had disappeared. Theodore Roosevelt builds the Argo, a battle train and heads to the west where monsters await!
