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Continue readingI was there when it started, the plague, right there in that alley. I seen him, hunched old guy in a torn up, dirty brown bath robe. He had full facial hair, brown, and his hands and feet were covered with it too. His finger and toe nails were long and pointed.
–Popular children’s rhyme during the global plague of 2030-2043
He walked along, saying hello to everyone. When he smiled, his teeth were all brown, yellow, and black–rotten. He started doing this weird dance, held up his arms, and stared shouting or chanting in some weird language. “Eeya,” more digging,” that’s all I can remember.
He split up a little blood, started laughing, and huge rats started flowing out from under his robes–hundreds of them, thousands. They bit everybody in the ally. I don’t know how any of the other people ended up, but I got the fever and lived–as you can see.
What? Damn you, I’m not just some crazy old guy! I was an accountant before the market collapsed again. That’s how it works you know, up, down, up, down. When it’s down the world goes to shit.—Gerald Simmons, CPA.
“The old Rat King,
Is a very bad thing,
And where he goes,
The rats he brings”
Continue readingIt was just as I had read. It appeared as a large man in tattered clothes. Its jacket had two vertical slits in the back, from which its wings emerged. The bats swirling around it blocked most of the damage from Dawson’s shotgun. Thankfully, my Invisible Blade spell bypassed them. Between that, and the little bit of damage which made it through from Dawson, we finally put it down. The streams of bats were very distracting but, thankfully, they caused little harm.
—Byron Timmons, Team Wizard, Strike Team 1.
Cold Wind, Werewolves
Continue readingPeople said he went crazy. He wasn’t crazy. He just wasn’t Jimmy anymore. Something was wearing Jimmy’s body like an old set of clothes. Something that looked out of his eyes and made sounds in his throat. But you could tell, whatever it was, it was very old and very wicked.
-Brian Taylor, “After Sunset”, Nightfall, 4-29-1983
Stress Remnant
“How was your vacation?” “I feel like I need another one!” —Anyone who’s ever gone on vacation
Continue readingThe Filing Cabinet is four drawers high, and appears perfectly ordinary. Either wood or steel, it is slightly worn, has a few scratches, a touch of rust, very small dents, etc., but is in fine condition. It will appear to one or more of the Investigators as an auction item, at a yard sale, as a gift, simply standing on the porch when they go out in the morning, etc.
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Continue readingThen I recognized the full significance of those statures. It couldn’t be! It was impossible! But what other answer was there? We turned to head to the surface and just as we did so, I saw something coming up the tunnel toward us. Something that was a pallid white shape in the light of my flashlight. Something running on all fours and howling…”
– Robert Arthur, “The Black Door”, The Mysterious Traveler, 3-18-1952
APT (Advanced Persistent Threat) BotNet
Continue readingNyarlathotep… the crawling chaos… I am the last… I will tell the audient void….
— screamed by a Security researcher as he plummeted off the roof of the datacenter cackling
Continue reading“It’s the tree, moving along in a glow of phosphorous light.”
– Scott Bishop, “The Demon Tree”, Dark Fantasy, 12-5-1941
“It looks like a human giant!”
“Do you two see what it is carrying?”
“It’s carrying Crane! Tucked up under that huge branch that looks like a human arm!”
“Now do you believe? Now do you admit that the tree is alive?”
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