Now the thing is your a post-graduate male student doing research
on a old aboriginal legend about giant monstrous females who
lure braves and warriors into caves and pools,where the monster gobbles up the unwary
male Indian.
North America is chalk full of tales of such monstrous cannabalistic
woman,appearing in a variety of forms,from
giant fox ladies with too many sharks
teeth in their jaws to a orca whale woman who swallows up Eskimo
seal hunters,kayak and all,in one bite.
The local legend is about a huge stag-deer woman who kicked folk she
didn't like to pieces with her pointy
hooved feet.
So although the sword and chalice are fine and dandy,you'd come to this cave looking for traces
of that deer woman myth.
Which means your video camera and Universal Voderphone recording when that deep voice
was booming in the chamber.
So you rewind your Voderphone and playback the recording.
You're startled when it plays back,not what you thought you'd heard,but
a slurred mechanical voice in the local native
winnetonka tongue.
You recognize the native greeting
<Rest weary brave,for I have provided you with
freshly slain bear meat and many beaver pelts to sleep on till the
Moon returns to Mother Ocean>
Now you're getting somewhere.
That mechanical voice sounded rundown,like its batteries were just about dead.
So you take a guess,adjust the Voderphones controls for
about 3 centuries of dying battery,and playback the
corrected voice.
This time it sounds more like a young native girl calling out
<Yoohoo big handsome brave.Come in here and lets have some fun
with that package you've got between your legs>
Just what a giant deer woman might say to entice her meal into the cave.
Barely had the recording finished playing when a square of light
appeared on the wall in front of you.
A thirty foot tall doorway slowly swings open
and you see...