The Totnes Monster by Dimitri Kissoff

Author:Dimitri Kissoff
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-08-11T16:00:00+00:00

15. Knowledge

Some days later, our great and glorious Guru was once again attempting to relax; this time newly installed in his private rooms in Carnal House. He was still recovering from his extraordinary welcome at the hands of Ma Anna Poona, and though pleased that he now owned a river with oil in its bedrock, and that the ‘River Closed’ signs now going up meant that the exploration would be starting in earnest, things had not, for some reason, gone quite as he would have liked.

His Nurse was reluctantly attending to him, wishing she was with the Swami. Guru was as usual flat on his back in yet another bath. He was playing with various floating rubber toys and yet at the same time trying to read about himself in that day’s Totnes Bugle, when his eye was caught by a story about some monster or other. But with no time to read the article, he put the paper down, for he was scheduled to give Knowledge to two girl Premis in just a few minutes, and they would be waiting for him expectantly. One of them was the young Swedish stewardess who had helped look after him on his flight over.

The Nurse looked down at the prone, foam-cocooned man. She knew him well, too well, and had become used to his sudden whims. As she was about to scrub his back just one more time, he let out a squeal. She took a deep breath. “What is it now?”

“It’s the vhale. It has bitten me,” replied the Guru.

“It’s only a rubber toy!” She looked down into the bath. But he was right – his inanimate whale had somehow become firmly attached to his most intimate of parts, head down, with only its tiny tail flukes visible above the suds.

“See,” he cringed. “My little whale has bitten me. Oooh … Nurse! Help! Get him off!”

She unconcernedly leant over, grabbed the toy rubber whale with her right hand, and pulled at it. “Well,” she said, “I wonder how it came to be there?” Rows of small rubber teeth lacerated the Guru and he let out a cry of pain.

“This is an omen, Nurse. If my Little Dirk can do this, then so again vill Big Dirk. But vhy me!?” Randi blanched at his own mention of the awful name.

Nurse put down the toy whale and looked at the man in the bath. Her eyes went to where his right foot should have been. Only a stump stared back – that is, if stumps do stare – for, as you well know, one foot was missing, absent, gone. “Big Dirk,” she said, referring to the whale who, she was sure, could only have bitten off Randi’s foot by accident, “will not bother you again. Do not fear. He was only playing with you. He liked you. It was a chance in a million.”

She helped the Guru from the bath, dried him down and for once left him to dress himself. She needed

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