Aetheric Existence - Page 751

Old Whateley on his deathbed in 1924
Whippoorwills gather in mass on the windows and the doors
On his deathbed he tells Wilber to "Keep feeding it!"
And to "Open the gate with page 751 of the Necronomicon!"
Wilbur's grown more violent, now shooting dogs with his .38 Revolver
Lavinia became more frightened, disappearing into thin air…
Only able to read latin, Wilbur had to find another copy of the book
To open the gate to Yog-Sothoth, and the beyond…
Page 751 in
The Necronomicon
The old ones were
The old ones are
And the old ones shall be
Must find the book
By any means necessary
The old ones were
The old ones are
And the old ones shall be again!
Traveling to libraries in search of his precious book
Wilbur found a copy in Miskatonic University
YES! FINALLY! The book is found
To complete the ritual
Yog-Sothoth shall rise
Once more
Enter Dr.Armitage,
The librarian who found the book for Wilbur
Concerned with the content of the pages
Revealing dark satanic texts
Denying him the book out of caution
Armitage noticed how strange this man looked
Clearly upset and holding back rage
Wilbur calmly took his leave intending to return
Wilbur enraged and planning his revenge
If Armitage won't lend him the book then he'll take it
For himself no matter what he must do
Times running out, must return to Dunwich very soon
Page 751 in
The Necronomicon
The old ones were
The old ones are
And the old ones shall be
Must take the book
By any means necessary
The old ones were
The old ones are
And the old ones shall be again!
Awoken by commotion, and an unearthly scream
Dr. Armitage jumped up to investigate the scene
Sounds of a gnashing guard dog fill the pitch black halls
Of the library before the silence falls
What he now witnessed he could not comprehend
A guard dog standing over a being almost alien
It is Wilbur upon the floor within a thick pool of ichor
Grotesque wounds inflicted show Whateleys truest form…
"Upper skin scaled like a reptiles, the rest covered in thick black fur
From his abdomen grew a forest of greenish, grey, writhing tentacles
Each hip housed a rudimentary eye and not a tail but a throat
Protrudes from his lower back and his legs were hooved, malformed and crooked"
Whippoorwills flooded in through the doors and the windows
Signifying his death was near before his last breath
His last words were… "YOG-SOTHOTH"

Written by:
Caleb Hennessy, Patrick Brouillette

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