This session was basically the planning and executing of the burglary into Trammel's mansion.
With the help of a retired burglar, a chauffeur as well as Trent Huggins, a retired cop who was on the 1926 case back then, and taken off when the top brass decided to cover it all up.
The group made their way in through the conservatory, and after picking the first interior door, already hit the mother lode: a large library full of occult as well as Mythos related works. Dominating one wall was a large painting whose nameplate identifies it as The Gazer’s Perspective. It is a relatively mundane view of a star field. The only reason it was sticking out was because Sloane and Black had seen it before: in the photos with Echavarria, it was clearly visible in the background.
The Gazer's Perspective
Black started to work through the bookcases, while Carter made his way into the next room, Trammel's office. A huge sheaf of papers was filling the desk, with one of the stacks being labeled as "Testament of the Dripping Mouthes' Emanates". By chance they also located a list of the books Trammel had purchased from the Echavarria estate:
Adrift in a Storm-Tossed Sky
Azathoth and Other Horrors
The Broken Ouroborus of Ahtu
Children of the Night and Nahua Legends
Collected Sermons of the Float’d Tongue
The Cradle in the Ocean
Fragments of Bal-Sagoth
The Gaze of Azathoth
Geheimes Mysterium von Asien
The Last of the First: The Ends of Occult Dynasties
Lights in My Eyes: Wisdom and Lunacy in the 20th Century
Lights in Their Eyes: Wisdom and Lunacy 1840 to 1899
Princes of the Darkest Hours
Seeds of Forbidden Fruit
Seven Masks
The Temple of Furtea-Nya
The Womb of the Black Stone
They made their way further through the house, staying out of sight of the guards and headed into the basement. They found some kind of ante-chamber, full of lounges, covered with clothes, A record was playing an unsettling Spanish song, and once the record finished, they could hear a low and strange sound from one of the corners. Inspection showed there was actually a door located in these tiles. After opening the door, the sound became louder, vaguely reminding him of the weird language "John Smith" and the Asians had spoken. Sloane made his way through the short corridor and pushed the door open, beholding a scene of endless debauchery. As he pushed through, he noticed the wall receded on the left, and there he found Samson Trammel, in his full (and naked glory). That however was not the most shocking thing... behind him the whole wall was made out of leathery, cracked lips, massive brown cracked teeth, a gaping mouth with a disgusting, tentacle looking tongue, that was slithering on and among the bodies in front of it. Sloane was able to momentarily pull his eyes away from this abomination and regained control of his senses just long enough to blast Trammel with his shotgun, sending him backwards, flailing and falling into the mouth and out of sight. As the tentacle-tongue started to whip around frantically, the group pulled back, out of the basement.
A firefight broke out between them and the guards, but everyone managed to get away mostly unharmed.
After this it was time to get out of LA. They got back on the Silver Sable and said their goodbyes to Trent, who finally could lay the case to rest.
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