My brother... The blood of the future... I cannot believe, and will not believe, that my own brother was chosen by some deep cosmic force to trap this creature with the sacrifice of his blood! As much as I say I cannot believe it, I know I always will. This forcing of myself to compromise the very essence of myself is making me wish it were I who were chosen to seal this disgusting monster into its prison! I hope it is a horrible prison too, one of flames and eternal torment! But let's not fool ourselves, these cosmos are capable of far worse. I want the beast to suffer!
Tomorrow, I am coming with you to Iraq to excavate the corpse of the beast, though I remain unsure if we should tell the whole world of our findings. A revelation of a beast that can wipe away the Universe in a single act of malice will send the world into a raging panic. Then to further tell the people that the soul of the monster still lives within a gem designed to defy the laws of nature and keep it forever trapped will send our race into a self destructing riot. I cannot fit the idea inside my head! I must go with you though, in order to have a face to confront, because this war is personal now!
Love always, see you very soon!,
Lucia
The suicide letter of Dr. James Frank; dated October 13th, 1906:
To whomever cares:
I thought I was a great scientist, and I've only ever wanted to use archaeology to help mankind. I wanted to make a major discovery to contribute to knowledge, and I now am forced to remember words my grandfather used to say. “Be careful what you wish for!,” he would always say. I've made that discovery that would shatter any other discovery made previously, and now I cannot handle the knowledge I have uncovered.
My fiance and I have travelled to an Ancient Sumerian site to excavate, in present day Iraq, looking more so to disprove our greatest fears. That was the fear that I was right! We've followed the information Iakekutnum had given us in his tablets and found the site rather easily. After three days of walking through the desert, we found a strange stone, and dug it out of the hot sand. That negligible little rock soon revealed a large obelisk, painted black just as we were told it would be. We melted off some of the paint with a lighter, to find the blue colour of lapis lazuli! This was the obelisk we were meant to find!
It took our crew of 6 men, myself and my soon to be wife two days to remove the 5 metric ton obelisk, and then we continued digging deeper. Soon we would uncover the tip of a large horn! Days would pass before we uncovered a bull-like face, and then a chest, and then a left upper wing! The rest was crumbled into ash and dust. It was absolutely massive, and every bit as horrible as we'd imagined! This corpse confirms everything we've read in the tablets of Iakekutnum, insane as these stories are. The tablets really do explain how this Bleeding Ruby was formed and from where the malevolent spirit within originated. It is a horrific tale of two warring alien factions! One, the Agazel, a powerful tyrannical intergalactic empire who rules every intelligent world they know of in the Universe in total secret. The other, the Annunaki, who created mankind on Earth, an advanced species in the act of revolution against the Agazel. Mankind somehow managed to get itself stuck in the middle of this rebellion early in its history. Perhaps we were doomed from the start.
Goodbye cruel world,
James Frank
Letter from Miss Lucia Walters to Father Richard O'Malley; dated Dec, 26, 1906:
Father,
I cannot thank you enough for taking my husband as a patient at such short notice. I still can't believe I've kept him from killing himself all the way from Iraq to here. It would have been nearly impossible to continue the rest of my life keeping him from taking his.
I am not angry at him for losing his mind, but I am jealous. He no longer is competent enough to suffer the pains of his discovery, but I have to go on feeling that crushing pain of hopelessness forever. Is it strange to wish insanity upon myself? It would be a lesser pain than that which I shall endure throughout this life.
It was the right thing to do, to contact you for help, though I find it very ironic how his best friend was a physician at the same institution that he would eventually spend his life in. My husband, esteemed archaeologist Dr. James Frank, is now a patient at Rockview Asylum, where my brother was a respected physician. How interesting! At least our baby will not grow up without its father, whatever state he may be in.
Thanks again,
Mrs. Lucia Frank
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