Abdul Al-Hazred had almost finished. Just the final sentence, and his lineage. "Amen!," his pen swept out the wide, detailed Arabic characters, "I have completed it! Naught more can I do! The future is in thy hands, thou who shall read this writing!"

And that was as far as he got!

Thunder crashed across the sky!

But it was as nothing to the roar of triumph that resounded and echoed inside his head! Sheer terror struck his heart. "Oh, my god and goddess!" he screamed, "Save me from the powers of the Old Ones, and the horrors of beyond!"

But the voice roared with laughter, "THY GOD AND...