Monsters from Beyond Reality
versions of itself, like freaks of nature.
    In ancient
times people who had witnessed it had either just escaped with
their lives and had given accounts of confronting the most deadly
and powerful devil from the deepest depths of hell or had been
brutally killed with many having their bodies drained of energy,
with their remains being found in hideous forms, and some had even
been found so unrecognizable that they had not been thought of as
being human.
    Sometimes it
had lurked in the dark shadows of the castle doing unseen hideous
things, and examining the formation of things.
    At times it
had seemed to detect their thoughts and try to understand what they
were and be able to detect strange forms of energy or energy
sources from somewhere and alternate, as though trying to imagine
what it could be and that it wished to confront it if it could.
    Its vast
unstable energy explosions could blast out across outer dimensions
with so much force that they threatened to make space and time
either unbalanced and warped or completely rip away and destroy the
fabric of space and time.
     

Chapter 12
     
    The Psychic Research
Room
     
    The psychic
researcher’s room, beside the tunnel, was fantastic now and Bryson
felt comfortable being there, and especially away from the murder
scene at the other side of the castle, which was now packed with
police investigators and the media that they had brought there and
he was sure they were using the media to cover up making a mess of
things somewhere.
    It was
incredible as at one point he had considered the room that he was
in to be the most dangerous place there, with the supernatural
disturbance just behind the wall in the tunnel, and which could
well be the most powerful supernatural spot on the planet, and he
now felt happy there with feelings of comfort from being away from
the murder occurrences.
    At one point
he had been sure that they had been going to remove them from there
or take them all away to interrogate them. Sounds of them could be
heard away in the distance, as he watched all the scientists in the
room about him doing their work and he considered what they could
achieve there at the most – but again he still had too little facts
to assume anything.
    He had thought
of getting permission from Merton or Mortimer to have their
scientists inform him of any discoveries and information from the
equipment as they monitored it, but decided not to disturb them as
they would tell him anything important when it occurred anyway.
    He frequently
gave gasps like the scientists there when he considered what was
behind the wall, and the power of it, with it being able to open
powerful gateways out the universe and to beyond. It reminded him
of sitting on a wall over hell or some hideous place. What was he
missing? What were they missing?
    He was sure
that he could believe that anything could exist somewhere if it had
the right means and he knew the powers of science could be used to
create.
    The situation
was bad and the castle’s interior was very dangerous and he
wondered if he was imagining that they could get out the place and
situations alive, and that the place and supernatural disturbances
was playing with them and when either they tried to escape from
there or it was ready it would take action against them. The
tension on them had clearly been increasing and some people in or
near to the targeted areas reacted as if they were in war
zones.
    Bryson
suddenly recalled recognizing some of the work that some of the
scientists had done years ago, when he had been examining documents
of theirs, and he recalled why he had remembered it all – as it had
to do with them checking for the existence of paranormal for the
military.
    Their stuff
was surprising and even more surprising with them working there
with the psychic researchers and he recalled that he had even
originally thought that they had been deliberately putting the
paranormal research title on their project to cover their work

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