I knew that this noise, whether it was due to some inherent perversity within the Eye or to some ancient alarm system, would draw the Shoggoths directly to my position. I quickly gathered my
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senses and ran through the doorway into the hall. As I hastily progressed upward through the main passage, I could hear the hateful moist sliding of the Shoggoths’ bloated corpulent bodies coming closer. They were calling to one another in that unsettling mockery of language which I imagined oozing forth from malformed gelatinous mouths. They were clearly in pursuit. Out of the corner of my eye, as I raced passed one of the side passages, I caught view of a sight so disturbing, it almost stopped me cold, surely to my demise. For seeping and twisting out of the passage towards me was a giant viscid orb, groping at me with slippery tentacles. Rather than stopping, I managed the presence of mind to |
chamber I had originally entered and sprang upon the rope dangling down the shaft. Using all of my physical abilities, I swiftly climbed upward toward the light. I could not spare a moment to peer downward, but I could hear and smell the Shoggoth lumbering up the shaft behind me. I thought that I could feel its dripping tentacles reaching for me, almost touching me with their filth. I arose from the hole into my basement, feeling as if I were escaping the grave. I held the Eye aloft and watched as light streamed into the artefact, charging its destructive |
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power. At the same time, the bloated pale Shoggoth was forcing itself through the orifice in the floor like a putrid gaseous bubble rising in a swamp. As it reached toward me with sickly white pseudopod members, I brought the Eye to bear upon its disgusting form. A jet of black fire erupted from the Eye, racing towards the emerging Shoggoth. With a clap of prodigious thunder, the beam struck the hideous creature. |
The Shoggoth rippled and then exploded like a petrol engorged tick, the force nearly throwing me to the ground. For a fraction of a moment, all was silent. Then, like cracks from a repeating rifle, I heard the destructive thunder echo repeatedly down in the chambers below, slowly moving deeper into the earth and away from my aural range, like a swiftly moving storm. The event culminated as a gout of fire and filth erupted from the portal in my floor, sending shockwaves throughout the region. I knew that nothing could survive those blasts, including the dying Mi-Go entombed below. |
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