Monsters from Beyond Reality

Monsters from Beyond Reality

V Bertolaccini

First
published 2016 by CB

This
edition published 2016 by CB

This is a
Smashwords edition 2016

Copyright
Victor Bertolaccini

ISBN:
978-1-3119-5183-0

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to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental

From The
Haunting of Grovnor Castle 2 (Sequel) and The Reality
Investigators!

Part I

Prologue

The Deadliest Haunted
Castle

In 1620 its materialization had been
witnessed by fishermen in the morning mist over the sea, like a
crazy shooting star.

Accounts of its accelerated motions and
alterations, as a crazy ghost formation, on the brink of existence,
emerged from the fishermen, who had taken it to the castle.

According to legends all the people who had
come into contact with it had been found dead, and it had been left
buried away.

One of the most powerful paranormal objects
in existence, with powers going beyond anything else, with power
surges opening gateways, turned it into the deadliest haunted
castle in existence.

For centuries lost treasure had been thought
to exist at the castle by a few explorers, who carried out
investigations and searches at the castle, of which many paid by
losing their lives.

The castle had been the most dangerous and
haunted place in the world and nobody lived there, or near it.
People never survived living permanently in its confines! Even
though its powers sometimes dwindled and some people managed to
survive, and escape, and had given horrific accounts of
mind-bending wonders and deadly menaces beyond people’s
imaginations.

Once, in 1880, it turned dormant and a
wealthy businessman had found the castle, while visiting the
region, and had bought it, recognizing its value, and its
historical importance, its colossal architecture and dimensions,
and had seen it had been worthless at the location, and had it
shipped in sections to New York, where it had ended up at a secret
location, in the depths of a desolate wood and region, hidden away
from anyone relocating it, with what had been there
reactivated.

I

The Lost Castle

Chapter 1

The Supernatural
Castle

At night they immediately became trapped in
the dark strange wood, with altered trees, freezing in deep snow,
where they spotted strange black figures in the distance, while
mysterious lights startled them, and they heard something
occasionally violently smash trees down nearby.

What staggered Bryson the most was
that they never knew how to return, and as
they rushed away, they held their belief
that they would be saved once again, and that there would be an
eventual conclusion, but the snow grew thick and shrouded
everything everywhere, creating a mind-bending landscape, and they
soon became too exhausted to recognize anything.

It was
shocking how lost they were, but the moonshine showed them the
strange mind-bending landscape ahead!

The sounds of life forms and other strange
things hidden away there became dangerous and astonishing, and at
times they came screaming out of the dark wood, and also through
what sounded like shafts in the ground somewhere, and with a
dangerous fury that stunned Bryson, and no matter how much they
tried their thoughts never seemed to properly achieve stable
recognitions.

For some reason he began to believe there
were supernatural regions in the universe, and that they had
entered one version, and he was surprised that one of the others
mentioned it openly, as if he knew he had known it, and he tried to
grasp what the place and places could be and were really for, and
considered all the destinations, trying to grasp what the place was
doing there.

Some of the others were sure that they had
discovered far more than they realized and that it could prove the
existence of colossal magical abilities and energies and he
analyzed everything in a far greater degree, searching for an
answer.

Out of nowhere
a colossal light emerged out the undergrowth, and pulsated like a
life form, magically illuminating the deep lifeless snow and trees
everywhere he looked, and seemed to silence the noises and things
surrounding them.

The
light allowed them to see almost everything across their front, and
they spotted what was a structure buried away in the trees,
and
Bryson
realized that it was the castle, and that they had actually
found it, and it was a strange form of castle, buried and hidden
deep away in the landscape and colossal wood, and he examined it
astounded at its immense size and how it could be built there, and
he had a sensation that the structure had colossal power, which
would eventually leave him staggered!

The deep snow
and freezing cold was a nightmare, and their legs sank into
stinking vegetation and muck that started to resemble quicksand in
places, and another light emerged deep in the undergrowth and
pulsated like a living form, magically illuminating the snow and
trees going everywhere, and they accelerated their speed.

The
castle even became the most blissful thing he could think of as he
saw the dangers
radiating through the wood, and they
forced themselves on.

Behind them the shifting lights of glowing
life forms became vicious and darted about everywhere in the
blackness and landscape, and he thought he saw ghostly images of
intelligent humanoids, doing hideous things.

Chapter 2

The Lost Castle

At the front of the haunted castle it
was staggering, and he could not even grasp its value, and they
were about to reach its entrance when the structure
lit, and
radiated
through the region, mass of trees and foliage, silencing what was
there to their astonishment, with its colossal powers, and they
examined its colossal size going out into the distance about them
and its height going away high over the trees.

Entering a veil of mist, forming at its
entrance, created sensations that they were not alone there, and
they were there for some hideous purpose, and they blindly entered
the ghost oasis, out on the edge of reality, on the bounds of what
lay beyond, with them seeking sanctuary and reality.

On their entrance, of its opened
entrance, and exit from the hideous jungle, the entrance closed
behind them, like a trap, and they saw its interior illuminated in
dim light, and Bryson heard vicious
heavy beast sounds furiously exploding outside,
clearly making last attempts at threatening to destroy
them.

Somewhere over to the side of the castle
they listened to powerful movements rapidly taking something
nearby, and he wondered what was protecting them, and stopped them
doing anything to them, and he gasped and saw a faint colossal
ghost shape in an area of deep blackness behind him, inside the
structure itself, along a corridor, and it floated through the
darkness, and altered and vanished.

The situation was bad and he wondered what
the hell the place was doing there, and why such a place should and
could even exist, without destroying itself!

Who the hell had built such a thing? Should
they leave the place, until the morning?

Was there even a morning there? There could
be great dangers, waiting on them, but they could find a region
where they never existed, and survive!

They had survived so far! There was food and
shelter, and some of them had guns!

Something had to be keeping what was there
in existence, and if they stayed alive long enough they might find
it, and survive!

Chapter 3

Inside the Castle

In the morning all the disturbances and
things in the woods vanished and they began to see what the castle
was like in daylight, and that the castle was buried away in thick
trees and undergrowth, and was colossal, and Bryson was sure that
it was far longer and wider than any type of football field, and as
high as an average eight-story building (and could
even
reach up to 150 meters long and
60 meters wide, and 30 meters high).

The builder, William Randall, who had built
a castle already, surely would not have built it so massive at the
date that it had been built, and he wondered if the people that
rebuilt it there had built it bigger! If it was built for defense,
like most castles had been, why did he need it to be such a size,
as it would have been far easier to build and defend a small
castle? He would have needed and had to have maintained an immense
army for decades!

Everything he had seen of people of that
time had been done logically! Yet he realized it was exaggerated
and that William Randall had built it, as he had built the last
large castle, but not as large as it, and it might have been to
show his immense power and wealth, and an army would also have
thought twice before attacking such a construction, and they could
easily have thought it held a powerful king, while it being buried
away in a wood would have added to its defense.

He was determined to solve all the riddles,
and prepared himself to find the proper answers!

He was determined to ignore the events of
the past few days and concentrate on what was in the castle. He had
seen little of it in the darkness with their lights, and it was
cold and smelled of dampness, and nobody left the location at the
lounge at the door.

Most of the night had been subjected to
false alarms of the things in the wood reappearing there, and they
had been glad when the morning arrived.

Later on he and Mortimer and Merton went
outside to see it in the light of day and were surprised and
disappointed. It was unbelievable and historical, but had fallen
into being a derelict. Vegetation and trees virtually entirely
covered it, including its roof, and it was part of the wood. It was
lucky the interior was preserved, as they would have had a bad time
staying there.

Bryson studied pieces from exterior walls
strewn about in the undergrowth, and immense square boulders and
other parts.

They wandered around it checking what they
could but a lot of it was hidden from view, and he had a hard time
realizing how they had been able to move it there! Why they had
allowed such a valuable construction to become derelict? And
realized again that it was the haunting of it and its deadliness!
There were abundant deaths marked as occurring there! He thought
the last castle had been bad but this one was deadly beyond belief
and people avoided it to save their lives!

He wondered if they should have just left
it! If they could not get rid of what was there they could be
playing with something of great danger that could result in an
immense amount of deaths, for decades to come.

Bryson made a rough drawing/map of it as
they wandered around. At the front there seemed to be only the one
central door, but there were others at the sides and back, and
there was one at a kitchen at the back.

The front door had a hall that led to the
other side of the castle, and long corridors of rooms went from one
end of the castle to the other all the way through it. With
different shaped and sized rooms everywhere. The majority of it was
confusing, and he found little to answer his queries. The floors
above were not identical, and he considered his theory that the
place was built to scare off enemies with its magnitude and value,
and he put all the things in it there for the building and with no
real use. Yet if an army and other group of people stayed there it
could well have all been used by them. They could have been complex
and advanced people of that age and did many things not normally
done.