Atomic-Age Cthulhu: Tales of Mythos Terror in the 1950s by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Chaosium
Published: 2015-12-03T06:00:00+00:00

YELLOW IS THE COLOR OF THE FUTURE

BY JASON ANDREW

And remember, my friends, future events such as these will affect you in the future!

— Criswell narrating for Plan 9 from Outer Space

Sickly yellow light washed through the chain-linked gate casting long spider web shadows over the lot. Ed cupped the rusty padlock in his hand, and awkwardly poked the borrowed key into the slot. He jiggled it until it finally opened smooth as sandpaper. He glanced back through the headlights to his friends waiting in the pearl-white 1955 Chevy Convertible.

The driver, a thin man with dark hair, groaned then honked the horn wearily. “It’s almost midnight, Ed! Can’t we save the showmanship for later? I gotta work a double-shift tomorrow!”

“There’s always time for a bit of showmanship, Pauly!” Ed wrapped the chain around his hand then bowed as though suddenly caught in a spotlight on stage. With a grand flourish, he jerked the chain as though he were a magician pulling a white table cloth out from under a full dining set. He flashed his patented Wood smile known for dazzling friends, actors, and debt collectors alike. The gates slowly swung open anticlimactically with a loud creak. “Destiny awaits us, friends!”

“Bravo! Bravo!” The gray-haired gentleman in the backseat of the Convertible stood and clapped loudly. “Quite right, Edward. Quite right! Never let the soulless minions of banality deter you from eloquence.”

Paul rolled his eyes and reluctantly clapped. “The great and powerful Bunny Breckinridge doesn’t deign to rise from his bed until well past noon. I’m a working stiff.”

“Pauly, the world can be a wonderful exotic and beautifully bizarre place if you know just how to look at it.” Ed opened the side door of the Convertible, slid into the passenger seat, and gestured forward. “We have the opportunity of a lifetime here. Let’s not diminish that by focusing too much on the details and lost sleep. Kelton the Cop managed to survive the Bride of the Monster and Plan 9 from Outer Space. I promise that he shall appear on the big screen once more!”

The mention of his most notable screen role, such as it was, brought a much needed dose of cheer to Paul. “You really think that there’s going to be undiscovered treasures here just lying around an old studio warehouse?”

Bunny sat back in his seat, adjusted his cravat, and nodded enthusiastically. “Oh yes, the studios hoard uncanny stores of costumes, props, and even old scripts. When I performed the Scottish play a few years ago with Rock Hudson, we scavenged a number of sets and prop swords from Ivanhoe. Incidentally, that’s also how James Whale furnished the laboratory set for Frankenstein.”

Ed grinned as wide as a kid waiting to sit on Santa’s lap. He loved listening to Bunny’s stories of the glory days of Hollywood, especially when said tales included a healthy sprinkle of sordid details. “Whale stole that set?”

“He found the Tesla coils from one of the lost studio warehouses,” Bunny explained with great flare. “The rumor is that he found a number of broken sets from a proposed remake of Metropolis.

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