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A chronicle of Call of Cthulhu games, mainly with the Herefordshire Board Gamers' club.

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Cold Warning Part 1

WARNING: Spoliers!   The Diary of Harry Harrison: Mystic   December 1922 Bangor, ME   I write this some miles from my small but comfortable room above the clubhouse of the Second Sight Co-operative, for it is with this erstwhile organisation that I currently find myself employed.   While my memories have yet to fully return since those terrible days in Clio, MI, my companions and I have at least ascertained that we are all members of the SSC (formerly he

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Forget Me Not (1920s style) Part 3

WARNING: Spoilers!   The Diary of Harry Harrison: Mystic   20th October 1922 Arkham, MA   It has been many days since I last put pen to paper, and it is only now that I can bear to write about our final day in Clio, MI.   After discovering our belongings and a mysterious book in the office of Ms. Volker, we were determined to confront her. However we decided to do some research first and so, after tidying up the office somewhat, we headed back to the hot

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Forget Me Not (1920s style) Part 2

WARNING: Spoilers!   The Diary of Harry Harrison: Mystic   20th? September 1922   I write this hurriedly as we prepare for our final showdown – at least, considering the day we’ve had, I fervently hope it is!   Today started well enough. I actually slept well, with no repeat of my ‘bowel problem’. In fact the only disturbance during the night was the night-terrors of two of my companions. One fellow, Ossian, emerged the next day having torn patches of his

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Forget Me Not (1920s style) Part 1

WARNING: Spoilers!   The Diary of Harry Harrison: Mystic   19th September 1922   Oh how the spirits must laugh at the living; entwined as we are with the fickle hand of fate!   One minute I am providing spiritual succour to the bereaved souls of New York’s elite, the next I’m covered in mud and lying in an upturned truck in the middle of nowhere! How I got here I have no recollection. Neither do I remember teaming up with my three companions, or they

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