“The sciences, each straining in its own direction, have hitherto harmed us little; but some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the deadly light into the peace and safety of a new dark age. ”
― H.P. Lovecraft
A calling brought them back. 7 lucky souls gifted a second chance at life, 6 remain. The girl in blue... was it Thea? or was it Molly? how does she know so much about this world. What sad and frightening visions she shares; the tree of writhing flesh concealed deep underground, the invalid with a sickly fire burning in the empty sockets his eyes previously occupied, an unfathomable number of fireflies being pushed into an invisible surface, and the forms of men huddled around a large cylinder pointed skyward.
And who are these interesting figures; the rapscallion, the botanist, the astral voyager, the blasphemer, and the twins. The loner escaped, but perhaps we will see him again.
You fought so well against the other ...confused souls and the amalgams of nightmare I tossed at you. And now you race toward humanity like you know what you are doing.
Look at you go.. lying to the townsfolk trying to help you... lying to each other. You do show potential though, I sense the manifesting of power I thought you would surely forget. And drawn to intrigue you are, look at you trudging headlong into unknown danger to "save" a girl's parents. Do you remember humanity enough to care for the children or is this merely curiosity? Is it the thrill of danger that drives you forward?
Oh no, no, no... I won't let it end like this. I am not finished with this experiment. "WITHDRAW!"
I want to see you try to make your way in civilized society being the aberrations you are. I am still entertained... for now.