and for the first time looked him in
the eyes, then down at the revolver in
his hand. Englemann placed it back into his pocket,
and looked at the dead thing. He noticed
a pendant necklace around its neck. The reporter
similar pendant. He may be controlling it." The
"You were just here! What happened?", Englemann asked
, began sprouting tentacles from his face. Stopping only
because caffeine before combat is always refreshing. Englemann
caught a glimpse of a now familiar pendant
(where is Lovecraft when you need a rewrite?!)
(where is Lovecraft when you need a rewrite?!)
She was willowy, graceful and carried with her
two skulls ornately lashed together. A pleasant look
crossed her eyes, but they were the eyes
forever.
CHAPTER 2:
Sebastian climbed into his carriage and
quietly tapped on the ceiling with his elegant
pink and purple glossed hooves. A sickening feeling
rose in him, maybe the driver was just
day dreaming, but that tentacle in the window
seemed real. A butterfly flapped its wings roughly.
its antenna picked up vibrations in the air.