Saturday 30 August 2014

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship  

Strange Barrels 

Chapter- 7


It was like the earth was tearing apart we were barely able to stand on such tension of earth. The roofs key stones started to fell down, “We do not have a chance of surviving in this type of condition” I alarmed very calm looking Will. We fastened towards the shrine and discovered a new area which was rather looking like a sacrificial pit. The roof of that area was not even stirring a little. When it comes to the structure of that area that place was looking clean and kind of tidy. It was a circular room with lamp stands in the wall of carved stone and in between was a well not very deep but still it was around a 6 feet deep.

      The most fascinating thing about the well was its limitlessly clean water, I tasted it and Mark drank a whole bucket full of it patting his tail on my leg it was rather like a whip then a tail. After a minute Will noticed something on the rarest end of the wall it was a big crack correctly perpendicular to the ground. Mark as usual sniffed the crack and barked three in a row; I took out my small explosive of homemade chemicals and charged it on the crack it was not a very big explosion and opened up the crack. On the other side of the crack was a room with just some kind of barrels in it, the room was very dry even it must have been drained with sea water like the other rooms are. Our first interest was that couple of barrels on the ground they were very big and ancient looking with huge caps on them. We tried open up those and we got some type of powder in that which was very moist I took a sample and just when we were about to get out of the chamber Mark gave a yell with a bloody vomit on the ground and just fainted……..     

Friday 29 August 2014

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship    

The Shrine of Hazard

 Chapter-6


When I woke up in the morning I was surrounded by all the tribal men, I think they were really worried about my clothes and one also tried to remove my pant to help a tribal wear over it but I got up in time!. “Wake up young man it is time to go to the dungeon to take that gold” said Will. “Well I thought that we cannot take that gold as said by Inga” I said. “Oh whatever nothing is not possible for me” said Will. We went to the dungeon again and when Will tried to touch the gold bag he got a nasty shock. “What the heck” he yelled. “This is the work of the god of the shrine of hazard” said Inga. “Is there another shrine excluding the holy shrine” I said. “No it is the same shrine and is situated near the bank of the underground river watermaker” Inga said. “Can you take me to that place” I said “Yes I can but you have to go inside it yourself as no one who dared to go inside that shrine never came out” Inga said. After this little conversation we went to a narrow path by the side of the dungeon which led to the shrine we soon came near the river in the underneath. There was a door with coral bed by its side on the opposite side of the river we crossed the river by a small boat when Inga said “This is as far as we go from now you are on your responsibility” “I am coming with you young man may be we will come across of some new treasure” said Will accompanying me with his dog Mark. We went inside the door when I opened my torch and Will shouldered his gun, there was a terrific smell of sea water inside that shine. Only a path way was visible to us in that some light e soon came to the main shrine area but it was kind of bizarre there was a huge coral structure in between which was focused by a beam of light coming out of nowhere , it was surrounded by some kind of barrels which was smelling awful. Suddenly Mark started to fear and howl then the earth shacked tremendously out of nothing………. 

Tuesday 26 August 2014

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship    

To the camp of tribe 

Chapter- 5



A group of tribal people arrived in the mention of the dungeon and gathered around three of us although Mark growled very ferociously and was able to scare a plenty of tribal freaks but their mad noises made him nervous. And on the other side Will was very happy indeed he called “shano na kuzana karo”( hello friends how are you) I called him in amusement “ What the heck you did say, who are these people” “This is my tribe and my family but I also do not know why they are here” he replied. Then he introduced me in some kind of wearied tribal language, he interpreted that what those people and then he explained me that these people want me to come to their camp and stay there for a while because that ship is also the reason of their misery. I was not able to join the accident and tribe but who is the fool who do not accept any free entertainment. I was taken to the camp of the leader Inga bronzeberead and some following question-Why were in dungeon?What is your name?You know these were the question that I was trying to ask but their were some (major) language problem. well I was having Will as a interpreter and he was translating as fast as he could. I stayed at  the guest tent and was given with the best tribal group with some delicacies like roasted boar and wakao soup with lemon plan sticks. At the evening we went out on a walk with Mark and some other big dogs, their big teeth really freaked me out Inga told me about some special herbs they grow. Then at last I asked to him"What were you people doing in the dungeon" "We are really harmed by that accident when the under ground passages were closed because of abundant port so we didn't found any way out of the forest so we settled in the dungeon to use other passages. The best thing was that we found gold at the large amount but when we tried to even touch it we encountered many of the traps that were set by their owners" he replied. finally the day came to end I went into the tent and fell fast asleep.         
       

Monday 25 August 2014

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship    

Path to the Dungeon 

Chapter-4


When I reached Mr. Brozebeards place I found him examining some kind of map “How are you Mr. Bronzebeared” I said. “Oh you again young man I am fine and you can call me Will” he said with joy. “Mr. Bronzebeared… oh Will I am in kind of trouble I will be thank full if you help me” I said. “What kind of trouble young man?” he asked thoughtfully. The I explained him the entire story and asked “So can I stay with you till I solve this mystery” “Yes of course I would like a company with me rather than wandering alone in this desolate place in search of treasure” he said in a comforting way. “Thank you very much “I said. After this conversation and a little tea break we were out hunting in the woods with Wills dog mark, he was a friendly dog with sharp sense of hearing and smell, in the woods  Will and his dog followed every sound even very little smell lust. We soon were in the bowls of the beacon wood it was getting dark but Will was looking very calm and used to that type of condition. We came to the mouth of a stream when Mark lifted his one toe and barked pointing towards a cave Will thought that their must be some kind of prey their so he helped himself and me to the entrance of the cave. “See what is that is that gold nugget or something else” he yelled. I looked at the ground near the entrance and really! It was a gold nugget “Let us follow this cave path and we will find a great treasure” he said like he was moved out by that gold. “I don’t think we should be going in here with the growing darkness” I complained. He turned to me and said “See you are staying with me so you are going to help me and needed so now follow me”. I was going to mention about the light source when he took out a torch and a glowing stick which he handed over to me.

     The cave was indeed a path way to some kind of underground place. The walls were painted with natural color and were looking strong enough to even hold a ship over it. There was little suffocation in the path way but humidity was low. We were in the middle of the cave when Will tripped a trip wire and a wave of arrows shot up in the cave we somehow escaped it but when a huge pointed edged stone came rolling even Mark yelled the life out of him but there were two paths with the main path way in the cave and we took the right one. Mark was growling to something in the path we were on after some time we reached to some kind of abundant place, it was looking like a dungeon but when Will beamed his torch the final structure appeared it was.. an old dungeon with 24 cages with no human but only gold glorious and shining gold we wondered a little and as Will was completely moved out by the time he fired a shot in air and I tell you the response was dam threatening…….       


Sunday 24 August 2014

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship

Mystery Of the Wrecked ship  

Chapter-3 

The Voice



After I met Bronzebeared I directly came back to the village and to my amazement I fund a whole party set up in the headman’s building. People were looking the best they could and Martha was sitting in the side of the desk. I sat by her side and asked “Martha, what is this party all about” “Today is the day of Resonance of the holy shrine” she answered. “Can you explain that what is this shrine?” I asked. “In our village it is believed that there is a shrine somewhere underneath the village and that shrine give us the sprit to carry out our life’s in difficult times like this we are facing” she explained. “Can you take me to that shrine” I asked to her. “Sorry but I can’t take you there because that place is not yet discovered” she answered. Now this really pissed me off but I said in amusement “How you now that something like this exist when you have not discovered it yet” “I said that today is the day of resonance so I meant that every year on 1 at night a voce comes from the underneath’s of this village assuring us of great happiness and joy in our life. And that voice says that the great shrine will always protect us, although this voice is not doing what it says” she said with disappointment. “Can you tell me what kind of voice this is I want to say that is it shrill or hard”? I asked. “Basically you can call it divine voice direct from god but it was resonance of loud and bold voice you be patient you will be able to hear it tonight” she said. I was already eager to hear that voice and when I got assured by Martha I was really excited to hear that voice. At 1 in night Mr. harry appeared in some kind of religious dress with a long over coat. All the people gathered around the grand tree in the middle of the village when a voice shook up the whole village-

“Greetings to all of my loved ones I am the god of the shrine of underneath, go forward in your life and be honest my blessings are with you! But beware of an intruder that will cleanse your hope”


And by this word ‘intruder’ everybody in the village looked at me with kind of wicked look. By the time the voice faded to extension but the villagers who looked friendly were looking fierce and doubtful. Martha and Harry came up and Martha said “I Martha the next leader of this village from this movement declare you as an intruder and appoint a local unit to inquire your luggage” “And till then you are ordered to stay out of this building” Harry said. And by this I myself got fierce and said “Who are you to say that I am a fully fledged crime branch government officer so you do not have any right to touch any of my luggages”. After all I was able to get out of that black village but I didn’t find any place to settle so I directly went to Mr. Brozebeards place because he was a simple tribal hunter. I first thought that I should go back to my office report this mission a failure but now it has become a matter of pride to solve this mystery. 

Saturday 23 August 2014

The Mystery Of The Wrecked Ship

Mr. bronzebeared

Chapter- 2


I also fund a trace of a blood stain on the sharp edge of a rock it was looking like that Lord Count was killed by that rock or you can say by smashing his body on rock. The Beecon land site did not gave me any clue about the murder; the most amusing part of the story was that there was no wrecked ship on the shore. Just when I was investigating the stain someone called me “Young man what are you doing in this desolate place you will not find any treasure here” (I always giggle on this line when I tell this story to anyone.) Well it was a old man who called me. “No I will not find anything here accept the clue of the cold murder” I said in a funny way as the man was looking in bad mood. “You seem to be a good man my name is William Bronzebeared, I am a treasure hunter of tribal clan” he said. “That explains that why you know that there is no treasure in this area.” I said. “ But I didn’t get this that why you are here on this beccon land there is nothing special about this area except that murder and crashed ship” he said. “That murder is the thing that interests me around here because I am a detective” I replied. “Oh I see, then you must be tired wandering around here, if you want you can have some tea at my place” he said.

    We went to his place, it was not very far from the shore it was hut where he lived and barbequed the very boars that roamed or trespassed his place. When we were having the tea I asked to him-“Mr. William can you tell me something about the accident and that wrecked ship” I asked. “Well of course, the ship was an old giant oil transporter with may be around 35 working staff.  I was here only when I saw that thing accelerating towards the shore and then it just crashed with the upper cliff although there was no oil in that ship but the members and the whole ship disappeared that cold night” he explained. “But I didn’t get one thing that how the whole ship vanished with the staff” I asked to him. “Yes the mystery young men I was only able to see the ship to crash not any more even the murder of that man Count was very mysterious. “Thank you old man now I must leave” I said while getting out of his house. I was only able to get some information about the ship, but after all I got something that the mystery of the ship will only be solved if I solve the mystery of the disappearance.           

Friday 22 August 2014

The Mystery Of The wrecked Ship A Story by me

The Mystery Of The Wrecked Ship

Chapter-1

The Black village


In this story I will tell you how I Henry Rutherford found a great treasure from a wrecked ship. Actually I was a simple English  man with a flat in south London. This all started when I was travelling to the outskirts of the old village black. I know you must be thinking that what kind of name this is but the name of this very place was different before a ship crashed with the shore of great beecon land, or the western part of the village. But as a detective I was the one who was given the responsibility of investigating a strange murder of Lord John count, the local leader and blocks head. The most interesting thing was that the murder was carried out at the same beecon land and the body disappeared with the ship on the cold night of the murder only Lord's coat and some blood was found.

       Well I was on the train when I met lord count's Daughter Martha. " So you are the detective from the main crime branch" she said while settling on the seat beside me. "Yes I am the detective who was asked to solve the mystery of the wrecked ship" I said. " Thank you so much, from the day my father was murdered our families position has faced a drastic change. We are only alive because of some people that were loyal to our family and father" she said with grief. "Do not worry I will solve the mystery soon and the murderer will be punished to death" I said trying to make her comfortable.
     
        Soon we reached the Black village and I was able to see why the village was called the black. Their was a whole mess in the station with some beggars lying in the sun. People around the place were looking miserable, but their faces showed that they were trying to be cheerful and happy. Word of my arrival was already sent to the new headmen so their were three men on the station to welcome me. " Welcome sir and my greetings to lady Martha we were accepting your train on time" the elder and the most freaked out of the three said. "Greetings Harry" Martha said, with possible respect for a man like that. Then she turned to me and said " This (gentlemen) before you is the current headmen and the one who was most loyal to my father Mr. Harry Lawson. The two you see with him are his sons Mike and Jacob'. " Good morning gentlemen" I said although I was having problem to accept Harry as the headmen but at last when We were heading towards a village from a bypass almost covered with wilderness I asked " So Mr Lawson why is your village called the village black?' 'Sir, because when Lord Count was murdered our village faced a big tragedy we lost every shipping contract our port ruined into Junk yard" he replied. And really when I saw the village I was freaked out by the status of that place, buildings were shabbily painted or just were a like a 100 years old monument. Their was a big cannal cutting that village into two half's Harry told me that their are twenty underground roads in the village used by that ship men to carry expensive goods although they are not in use now. People of that place were rather good and cheerful. I was given a room in the best building of Mr Harry and was made to introduce myself to the villagers. " In the late evening I went to the place of the murder.. Their was a big part of torn up land it was looking like that a huge ship came up at violent speed and crashed to the shore bashing up the cliff.                           

Thursday 21 August 2014

overview

Around The World Days In 80 Days

Around the world in 80 days is a fantastic book by Jules Verne it can said to be a motivation or a prediction that some day we will be able to go around the world in just 80 days or less. Basically their is a description of  a rich man who is mysteriously rich. He is man of honor who is very punctual on his daily works, he only has a servant on which he rely completely.  He makes up a bet on travelling around the world in 80 days. On the basis of entertainment and innovation this book is a classic. All the time you keep wandering wandering what happens next. Although it is not some kind of mystery but it feels like so, the most wonderful part was when Mr Fog reached India
    

Following Towle and d'Anver's 1873 English translation, many people have tried to follow in the footsteps of Fogg's fictional circumnavigation, often within self-imposed constraints:





Wednesday 20 August 2014

Attack of The Garden Ghost

introduction
Year 1885,
“In the northern part of England lived frankenstine family. Doctor frankenstine was a good pet doctor and had a great interest in chemistry he used to say that he could put life in a dead body with the help of chemistry and black magic, everybody thought that he was jolly crazy man and a black spot in the world of science. As his interest in science, he has build a big lab in the basement of his house where he used to perform his great and weird experiments. His lab was so big that it stretches from his house to his garden. For last 3 weeks he was busy working on inventing a serum that would start the heartbeats of a dead man, one day in the evening he was working on his lab on the same topic.  Suddenly the door opened and his wife came in and said “Frank drink the milk, you are becoming very careless about your diet”. But as usual, he forgot to drink the milk, after some time their family cat Anne came in the lab by the small hole made in the basement door. She loved the milk as all cats do and she had already smelled the milk brought by Drs Wife. She slowly walked towards the glass of milk; Dr also did not see the cat. Suddenly she jumped on the glass as she used to jump on her milk bowl and alas! The milk fell all over the table and mixed with the solution that doctor has made for making the serum. And then a big explosion can be heard from a distant land. The case was investigated by the police, but only an old camera with one picture of the incident which proved the analyses. It is said that the soul of Dr still roams in the house and the garden that is why it is called house of the garden ghost and this house we are going to buy”, Richard said to Fanny and James. “I do not believe in such stories”, said James frankly. “Please don’t act so brave and smart when you will see the ghost with your eyes, then you will shout your mouth”, said Fanny. “May be this story be true”, said Richard, “Of course not, this story is rubbish”, said father and by side and mother also agreed. Although I have told you some part of this exciting adventure, but now I will tell you about this sweet family .Mrs Jones is a successful business man, but with a sudden drop of his business he had to sell his house to survive. By the time he also find’s a house in North England. And he plans to shift there with his wife Sara and three kids James, Richard and Fanny, but who knows they were going to have a great and a fearful experience. Now let’s go further.

First sight of ghost
After few days Fanny became more and more superstitious about the house. But after a great effort of mother and father Fanny started to think seriously about this case and made up her mind to shift there. One more week passed and this was the time to shift and all the family was excited about their new house .As father has only seen the house, so they were curious about the house. And at last they shifted. Everything was going in routine and after one month children has also adjusted in their new school. One day they were returning home from the school bus they saw a big crowd of a person who has covered mother and father. Father was trying to control the crowd but it was uncontrollable. Richard tried to hear the talk going on there because of great noise he was not able to hear even a single word. But after the crowd vanished children were able to enter the house and then James asked about the incident so father said “they were the local men of this area. They were trying to make us agree to leave this place and this house, now you go to your room and relax as you were standing out for so long.” Fanny said, “Were they talking about the garden ghost”. “Yes, they were talking about that, but we are living in twenty first century so we shouldn't believe in this ghost or any other matter like this, said father. Everything went nice for two or three weeks but, something was wrong with Fanny and she always conveyed a message that there is something wrong with the house. And one day in the morning when she was in the bathroom when she complained that she saw a weird mist that was jollied dense and then it disappeared. When mother asked her, she acted in a stupid manner and she got a terrific scowl from mother. Next again, she complained the same thing in the presence of the father, the aloud angry noises of the father came accompanied by the mother. “Fanny, have you gone out of mind, yesterday I gave you a whole lecture and again, you do not understand anything”, said the mother. “See, it’s the morning time we are very busy and you also have to dress up for the school, now don’t any type of fuss, said the father. “But father, I am not lying or making any type of fuss,” Said Fanny. “Now move you little jerk and go on with your work”, said mother with a little grin. Fanny went down and saw her brothers waiting for her eagerly. “What happened to you why were you getting a scolding?” Fanny said “No, I am not willing to tell you”. But why please tell us...... 

Find what happens next after some time