"Trent stood at the edge of the rip, stared into the illimitable gulf of the unknown, the stygian world yawning blackly beyond. Trent's eyes refuse to close. He did not shriek, but the hideous unholy abominations shrieked for him as in the same second he saw them spill and tumble upward out of an enormous carrion black pit, choked with the gleaming white bones of countless unhallowed centuries. Trent began to back away from the rip as the army of unspeakable figures twilit by the glow from the bottomless pit came pouring at him toward our world."

I can't, Trent.

I read it to the end.

(That's a quote from In The Mouth of Madness. Good film. Feels relevant. Wish it didn't. Wish I didn't feel so much like a Light That Failed today. Wish I didn't know deep down in my heart that if Sutter Cane showed up at my doorstep, I'd probably invite him right in, because any magic is better than none.)

@zebratron2084

Your honor I may just be a simple country warlock, but what ya got to do is bonk those horrors on the head with a rod of iron, salt them, then steal their bones, and put their soul stuff in a bottle.

Er, I mean seize the means of reality destruction.

@001zlnv Tried. Failed. Fell off jungle gym and woke up here. ;>