
Select members of the human race have always known that the ancient ones will return to our verdant sphere. These learned scholars and madmen were arrogant enough to believe that the only vessel for the return of the ancient ones would be the dread priest Cthulhu (who sleeps in R’lyeh, darkness eternal). For centuries these accursed men kept watch for signs of the rise of the city of R’lyeh, none of them envisioned that a writer from New England named Sutter Cane would usher in the end of everything, through a mass produced pulp novel, and a movie based on it’s text.
In the Mouth of Madness
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