ROBERT MORRISS: CANNIBAL SLAYER

South of the Border was proving to be his personal paradise, as he observed types and makes of automobiles and the different types of people who drove them. His time was so occupied with this endeavor that he almost forgot about the Beale ciphers and the only man who was able to solve them and the "Thomas J Beale" in the Richmond hospital.
A large tour bus pulled into a parking slot near to where he stood.
The doors of the bus parted and Japanese tourists brandishing cameras burst forth photographing everything in sight.
They knew he realized that there were treasure clues on almost everything here at South of the Border, he had discovered one on a dinosaur statue near the fireworks store.
Following behind, he made mental notes on all the things they photographed when he bumped into a man, strangely dressed in period mufti.
"Excuse me,sir", he apologized, " But I was following hidden clues".
"If its clues you want", replied the mufti dressed stranger," You must study the Dillon Fence".
 

Rebel - KGC said:
COSMIC... VERY Cosmic!
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Just down the road he came upon the Dillon Fence.
It was the most mystical feeling he had ever experienced.
Items placed on the fence where in coded patterns, most were Persher but one was definitely based on the Declaration of Independence and had to be related to the Beale codes.
He was mesmerized as all the secrets of the Beale codes were in front of him on this fence.
Dillon, SC - Dillon Fence
 

Studying the hubcaps he noticed a pattern emerging.
Buick-American Motors-Edsel-Lincoln-Edsel repeated over and over on the top of the fence with different hubcaps below in random patterns.
He realized that the top row of hubcaps was spelling BEALE.
Looking closer at the hubcaps below, the pattern was GMC- Sunbeam-Jaguar, code for Gold, silver, and jewels.
Below that, the hubcaps seemed to be in random patterns, Bentley- Edsel- Desoto- Ford-Oldsmobile- Rambler-Dodge.
That spelled BEDFORD!
He now knew this fence was created by someone who knew the secrets of the Beale codes, the rest of the hubcaps were spced in Morse code, but he couldn't understand which were the dots and which were the dashes.
He stared stymied.
 

Picture 38.jpgIt was at that point that Robert Morriss said to me
I think something is living in your beard...i`ll just start a small fire in there...and when it comes running out i`ll shoot it ...stay calm !
I said but Bob it ain`t no cannibal ....BANG he shot my bow tie off...some cannibal hunter !
Gary
 

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Rebel - KGC said:
THAT dude is STONED!
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Not knowing Morse code, he made two transcriptions, one with dots, the other beginning with dashes.
Looking to his right, he noticed an old wooden sign affixed to the fence with hog rings that was covered with kudzu vines.
Pulling the kudzu free from the sign, and wiping accumulated road dust from its surface he was astonished at what he saw written on the signs face:
BUFORD'S INN
BE ALE PINT
TWO CENTS
Trying to pull the sign free from the fence, he was assaulted with visions of men cannibalizing victims and then others in an organized hunt tracking and killing these rampaging cannibals.
Letting go of the sign he fell onto the road as car full of teenagers coming from Myrtle Beach swerved into the other lane to avoid running him over.
"WOW!" , said the driver.
"THAT DUDE IS STONED", exclaimed the red haired girl riding shotgun.
 

Rebel - KGC said:
Richmond, Va. is like that...
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The hospital released "Thomas J Beale" having recovered from his mugging.
He never mentioned that he had constant thoughts of large shovels to the hospitals psychologist, because he just wanted to return to his research and not be bothered by doctors. Plus that hospital food was not something he desired.
He knew he was not "Thomas J Beale", but still was a bit fuzzy on who he really was.
He walked to the Shockoe Bottoms were he remembered leaving his car when he heard a voice behind him ask:
"Do you have any money"?
Next thing he remembered he was back in the hospital.
 

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Was it the constant light? Constant noise even when only the ringing in his ears?
Something , or someone was consuming him ;or being consumed by him.
Music followed ,perhaps an attempt to stop the noise of his thoughts ,or even to further them.....



 

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As the fever increased he descended farther into the maelstrom.
Music notes became letters , letters became numbers which became codes which became ciphers.
Ciphers became musical notes again and that eye , that pale blue eye ,now the ravens eye ,then the raven's eye became red and the blue eye was in the nurse ,then the wall , under the floor then the ceiling and now above the ceiling .....that eye.
 

He tripped the light fantastic doing cartwheels across the road to avoid on coming traffic and once again landed on the Dillon Fence.
On the other side not more than 10 feet in front of him he saw it.
An omen for sure!
Buried in the South Carolina dirt was an old rusted bed frame next to a pocked marked Ford Model T that was held together by the rust.
He ran all the way back to South of the Border almost being hit by a speeding AMC Gremlin driven by a birthday party clown late for his $15.00 gig.
Reaching his car and checking the gas gauge this time, he filled up across the street at Pedro's Self Serve, then was on the North merging ramp to I-95.
He read the signs and knew there was treasure in Bedford- bed+ Ford+ T.
 

His mind was active as he drove through North Carolina on I-95, sorting through all the clues revealed to him at the Dillon Fence.
"One and one is two, two and two is four, three times four is twelve, there are twelve inches in a ruler, Queen Elizabeth is also a ruler, Queen Elizabeth is also a ship, ships sail in the ocean, the ocean have fish, the fish have fins, the Finns fought the Russians, the Russians were red, rouge is French for red, "connexion" is a French word, "connexion" is used in the Beale Papers, the Beale Papers are "authentic", the treasure is "authentic", and is in Bedford county.
Looking into his rearview mirror, he noticed an AMC Gremlin behind him driven by a clown.
Was that the same clown in a Gremlin that almost hit him by the Dillon Fence?
Could be a coincidence, he thought, there must be hundreds of clowns driving Gremlins.
 

releventchair said:
73 Gremlin ?
We need to see the suit you wore during the era to be sure...l.o.l..
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LOL! Flare bottoms pants, double-buttons coat, long hair/brown beard (now white), smoked pipe - Vanilla Capt. Black, white wine; I was a COOL Dude... "The BABES" loved me... and they were REAL!
 

The sign read "VIRGINIA IS FOR LOVERS" as he pulled into the state welcome center. The pulled in next to him, and the clown got out and approached with arm extended like a peralta stone witch.
"Miller's the name " he said.
"Why are you following me"?
"You remind me of a man".
"What man"?
"The man with the power".
"What power"?
"Voo Doo".
"Who do"?
"You do"!
"I do what "?
"You remind me of a man".
"What man"?
"The man with the power"
"What Power"?
This continued for a full hour in the welcome centers parking lot until a child walked up to the clown asking for balloons.
"Beat it kid, can't you see I'm talking"
The child ran to his very disgruntled parents who gave the clown a secret hand cipher.
"I haven't always been a clown", Miller explained," I was once the member of a highly successful heavy metal barber shop quartet but driven to a state of absolute penury because of the Beale ciphers".
As Miller told his tale, at first his face, just ghostly, turned a whiter shade of pale.
 

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