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Tom Kulp (c.1970-?) Thomas Enoch Kulp was born in the Charleston area c. 1970, the second child, with one older brother and one younger sister. After college, he became involved with a group of local sailors, who introduced him to the Modern Cult of Poseidon, whose only temple is located near the entrance to the Naval Base. In 1992, he assumed the position of High Priest of this temple. Since the dissolution of the Modern Cult of Poseidon in the spring of 1993, he has been a patient of the Wentford Psychiatric Hospital several times. He left the hospital most recently in the care of his younger sister, and his last known residence is with her. Several families in the area of the Naval Base report that Tom worked at the Machine Shop during the onset of the Event. There is no record of Tom’s job during his time on the Base, but patients were often used as laborers in the Machine Shop; therefore, it is likely that these rumors have some validity.

Story:

The Unauthorized Biography of Tom

** Chapter 1: Introduction to Tom and Sequence of Known Events **

The first records of Tom indicate that he was born c. 1970 in South Carolina. His actual first name is unknown, having been redacted in all found documents, but his middle initials were H. E.; the “E.” was later discovered to stand for Enoch, a family name. He had at least two siblings, but probably one older brother and a sister of undeterminable age who’s first and middle initials were J.S. He grew up in the Charleston area and at one point c.1980, he visited the Mansion locate din the old Navy Base. He wrote a story about his visit c. 1982, which is reprinted here:

// “Have you ever heard of the faceless baby?” //

// “No, have you ever heard of the ghost of the little dead brother?” //

// “No, who was he?” //

// “You, if you keep asking about this damn baby!” //

// Several minutes later, the younger brother found something in the bushes. “Look! Look! I found it! I found the Faceless Baby!” //

// “That’s a doll, dumbass.” //

// “I don’t care. Look, it is the faceless baby. Do you see a face on this?” //

// “I’m not answering any more of your stupid questions.” //

// “Throw it away.” //

// “No, I like it.” //

// “Oh, I get it. You’re a girl now. If your gonna bring that doll with you, you better tuck your dick up and put on a dress, ‘cause I’m not gonna have any girly brother.” //

// “Fine. I’ll put it back where I found it.” //

// “Good choice, brother. I’m getting hungry. Come on. Momma brought a picnic lunch for us.” //

// The two boys ran off for lunch, leaving the Faceless Baby lying in the dirt. The younger one did lock back at the Baby, but his brother was getting ahead of him, so he ran to catch up. //

// After a while, the Baby got up onto its little plastic feet and waddled toward the steps. It felt around with its little pink arms because it had no eyes and needed to know where it was. It crawled up the stair back onto the deck. It cautiously crawled along the edge of the deck until it knew it was in the right place. Finally, it let itself fall of the side of the deck, gently plopping into its little bed, the bush. As soon as its little faceless head hit the leaves, it returned to its eternal sleep. The End. //

It is believed that Tom wrote this story c. 1982, in one of his journals. The source of this transfer is from a Xerox™ copy that Tom distributed to other member of the Modern Cult of Poseidon. It is believed to be a nonfiction account of a portion of his family’s trip combined with a tale about one of the Cult’s mythological creatures, which may have been inserted later.

Nothing is known about Tom until the early 1990s. Some time around 1990, Tom joined the Modern Cult of Poseidon, located in the old Navy Base complex. It is believed that he joined the cult to meet women. All he found were some old sailors, but he quickly grew to be an active member. Neighbors of the base say that Tom was seen every Sunday at the usually dressed in a grey suit. By 1993, the Modern Cult of Poseidon had accepted Tom as a messiah, whom they called Khristós Enosichthon. At one point, this title was thought to be a version of his actual name, so he was called Chris H. Enoch for a time. However, research proved that this title actually meant “The Earth-Shaker Messiah”, a play on Poseidon being known as Enosichthon, “the Earth-Shaker”. It was merely coincidental that Enosichthon sounded similar to his middle name, Enoch. Soon, he started to preach in the services, and, when the old priest died, he took over priestly dues, having no previous religious experience.

Soon, neighbors noted that he was acting strangely. One man described him as “Possessed”. Another neighbor said that every time he saw Tom, he noticed an almost fiery glow in the young man’s blue eyes, commenting that he looked like Kyle McLachlan as Paul Atreides from the 1984 film adaption of //Dune//.

In late 1993, Tom started to walk around n his priestly attire, attracting the worry of his sister and mother. When they had the Church investigated, it was discovered that the Modern Cult of Poseidon distributed hallucinogenic narcotics to its members. Tom, who was in charge of these operations had made no mention of it to anyone outside of the Church. The Cult was quickly disbanded, and all of its members save Tom and an old Mediterranean sailor named Nethuns, who went to live in the Wentford Psychiatric Hospital, where Tom later resided.

In a doctor’s examination of Tom from soon after, he noted that Tom had developed schizophrenic tendencies as well as multiple personality disorder. When we tried to reach the doctor for further questioning, it was made apparent that he was killed in a boating accident soon after his examination of Tom. The doctor was found on the coast of Mt. Pleasant, probably having floated there from the Charleston Peninsula, in the area around the shipyard.

His mother and sister checked him into the Wentford Psychiatric Hospital in spring of 1994. On November 15, 1994, his sister checked him out of the hospital for undisclosed reasons. He then disappeared before Christmas of that year. He was found in the forest, near the hospital in April of 1995 with no recollection of any of his life, seemingly amnesiac and chanting in Greek. His Greek chanting was probably learned from his time at the Chapel.

Nothing was known about the whereabouts of Tom, besides his brief, 52-day stint at the Wentford Psychiatric Hospital, until he was found by his sister, working in an Irish pub-style restaurant near Park Circle in North Charleston. Now he was safe, and seemingly “cured” of his Cult experience and the tentacles it left behind.

Here is a record from the Naval Base that was recently found in the office of the Wentford Hospital, now abandoned. This record is reprinted as found here:

USN Entry # 941115 – Kulp, Tom

Little is known about patient Tom Kulp. In April of 1995, Kulp, then known only as Tom, was found wondering the grounds near the Wentford Psychiatric Hospital, chanting in a foreign language, later identified as Koine Greek. He identified himself as Tom. He was quickly taken inside and involuntarily checked into the hospital. He stayed there for exactly 52 days before an orderly commented on how much Tom was similar to a patient that was checked out by a woman who identified herself as, and produced the records to prove that she was, the patient’s sister. Kulp had been found five months after the old patient checked out. DNA analysis and blood tests, as well as psychiatric evaluations, proved that Tom was in fact the patient from five months prior. News spread quickly among the patients and a riot ensured. It was quickly quelled with limited damage.

Tom was transferred to a small room in the apartment complex near the hospital, usually reserved for scientists and USN officials. He was sent to work at the Machinery, located on the south side of the complex. He worked there and lived in the apartments until the Frie Fever outbreak in late 1995. After this, he disappeared from the all records of the USN. When operations resumed, he was gone.

After his sister found him, Tom wrote quite a different tale in his journal, the same one that contained his story from c. 1982. More about this can be found in next chapter. Also, found records will be discussed.


 * Chapter 2: A Madman’s Diary, Written By a Child **

Here are the contents of several works, mentioning Tom.” We will begin c. 1995, when Tom helped a group survive The Event. This diary is the last will and testament of a young boy, who tragically died. His death has never been classified or investigated, but Tom seemed amazingly well fed when he was found near Park Circle, a mere month after these journals end. Therefore, this boy’s death has never been confirmed, but we are fairly sure of its cause. Here are the contents of said journal, reprinted and translated (this boy was not a good writer, aesthetically speaking):


 * Night 1 ** : //We slept inside the old machine shop. It is summer now, so we need no blankets, but I fear that we will catch cold when winter comes. Kulp found a comfy-looking pillow. It’s green and I shall sleep on it tonight.//

Look, this is really a boring journal; let’s skip to the interesting parts. Soon the children adjusted to living in the machine shop:


 * Night 18 ** : //I’m getting frightened now. Kulp started hearing noises from the forest. He starts muttering things in some language I don’t know. Also, I think that Sister has a poison sickness. Doctor says that it’s from the snake we’ve been eating, but Kulp says that it’s a gift from the Gods. I’m starting to doubt Kulp’s Christian values, but he’s been a big help to us, so I am forever grateful to him. I’m sure glad that I didn’t eat the snake last night. Doctor says that it doesn’t cook right, and that we shouldn’t eat animals because they might be caring the Fever. I hope Sister gets better. I don’t know what I’d do without her.//


 * Night 21 ** : //I don’t get it. Sister’s not getting better. Doctor says that she might have the Fever. I sure hope not because people die from that. Kulp made a bed for her. He blessed it with something about” from the grace of the earth-shaker, Neptune.” Does he mean like the planet? I sure hope not. Kulp and I painted some pictures for her. I hope they’ll cheer her up so she’ll get better. Doctor says that she will probably get better if she can survive the next “fortnight”. Isn’t that a cool word, “fortnight”? It means two week in British English. I learned it from Doctor because his mommy was British. I think I heard Kulp say it once, but I can’t remember much before we started living here. Mommy and Daddy never said “fortnight”. I wonder if they knew what it meant. I miss them so much, but Kulp says that I’m a big boy and that I have to stay strong for Sister. I can’t disobey Kulp because he’s the boss.//


 * Night 25: **// Doctor says that the rat poison doesn’t affect humans, and I’m so hungry that I decided that I’d eat rats. Sister’s much better now. //

Let me fill you in, because that must have been quite a strange thing to read. Kulp was working at the Machine Shop when the Event hit. He stayed there for a couple of days; then he went looking for other survivors. He found the Doctor and two children, a boy and a girl. He gave them shelter and cooked them food. In return, the Doctor helped Kulp through the emotional turmoil of the Event. After about forty days, Kulp left the Machine Shop, and walked into town, realizing that the Event did not even register in the minds of the people living outside the compound. After about twenty days of wandering and begging on the streets, Kulp walked into a restaurant with a “Help Wanted” sign and he got the job. After a couple of week, his sister found him. Good story, right? I know it’s missing something (like the fates of the Doctor and the two children), but I think it really tell you what life was like.

Next, we will explore Tom in his own words. This is an excerpt from the only recovered sermon by Tom, detailing when he first realized his divine mission as the “Earth-Shaker Messiah”:

“//And low my Fellow Danaans, the World Ocean crashed onto my eternal soul. His mighty waves brushed from me the mortal sins of human pride and flesh. He bestowed upon me the mighty blue sea, which is Mind of Him, The World Ocean. And he doth say upon my new guise: Thou, child of thy Lord Poseidon who hath bestowed upon you the spirit of the World Ocean, must sow the seeds of righteousness throughout your fellow man and bestow upon those who commit to the Holy Law the eternal gift of domain under the sovereignty of the fair-haired Rhadamanthus in the Elysian Fields. Thou sole charge aft the conversion of worthy spirits is to orate Mine words, the words of thou Lord, Father of the True Believers. If thou bespeak Mine words, without meddle by mortal influence, thou shalt ascend to the highest plains of Elysium in the Isles of the Blessed, ruled by Mine own Father, the Titan Cronus. Spread Mine words to thou disciples and speak of Thou Lord in high regard, for I am thou sole salvation from the tentacles of mortal sin and modern convenience. And as mine own eyes, who viewed our Lord in all his infinite glory, hath been bestowed with the sapphire glow of Our Lord, the Earth-Shaker Poseidon, a symbol of his divine influence, which is felt every moment of our insignificant mortal lives. Our Lord, who’s influence is felt through the water we drink and the sustenance that our Lord cultivates in the vast ocean for us to harvest by the boatloads, sayeth unto me that there shall be a rain. Not of water, nor fire, but disease, a fever. This disease will rain down upon us all, believer and pagan alike. But do not fear this black death ye believer for low thine Lord hath promised salvation to all true believers in the Faith, the True Faith in Our Lord and Protector Poseidon, the Earth Shaker. His influence hath descended from the Achaeans down to the Etruscans as Nethuns and through to the Romans who called him Lord Neptune. His aqua force hath made ripples unto our world and soon his influence will be felt again in the plague of fever to expel pagan fundamentalists to Tartarus for all eternity.//”

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