Archie turns to face the lake, lifts his arms, and chants in another language. After a while, the others join the chanting, their voices echoing loud throughout the cave. The Collins back away, frightened and unsure of what is happening.
A loud roar drowns out the chanting voices and a large creature emerges from the lake. Archie removes his hood and stares into the eyes of on of H. P. Lovecraft’s famous creatures, Cthulhu.
“Hello again dear friend. It’s always so good to see you.” Archie turns to face the others. “Tonight we have brought you those who mock our H. P. Lovecraft, who mock his writings, and…” He looks back up at Cthulhu. “Those who you, dear friend. They even talked bad about the display I made at the bookstore I work out. I put so much hard work into it, too.”
Cthulhu raises an arm and pats Archie’s back with a giant claw. Archie pats its arm to show appreciation before he notices the Collins hiding behind a boulder. “Oh, and I have brought you two wonderful people who wish to join our club, the Collins, my boss and his wife.”
Archie snaps his fingers and members of the fan club drags the teens and adults over to the lake. “But first, let’s deal with the non-believers, shall we?”
Cthulhu looks down at the frightened people and chuckles. It reaches down and grabs the first teenager. It licks its lips before tossing the squirming teenager into its mouth. The sounds of crunching bones fill their ears. Cthulhu smacks its lips as it devours the teenager, popping the next one in its mouth before it has even swallowed the first. Blood, shredded skin, crunched up bones, and spit rains down into the lake below.
Mr. Collins turns his head and gags, while his wife turns pale at the sight, her legs nearly giving out from under her. She tries to scream but nothing comes out as she stares at the scene before her. Mrs. Collins collapses on the ground, her legs unable to carry her any longer.
Cthulhu finishes eating the last of its meal and turns its beady glowing eyes to the Collins. Mrs. Colins is finally able to scream and it rings out through the cave. Cthulhu covers its ears and yells back at Mrs. Collins.
Archie looks at Mrs. Collins and raises his voice so she can hear him. “Please, Mrs. Collins, please stop screaming. You’re hurting its ears.”
Mr. Collins calms his wife down, hugging her close. He whispers in her hear, letting her know they will get out of their safely, but she has to stop screaming. Mrs. Collins nods, tears streaming down her face as she stops screaming. She buries her head in her husband’s shoulder and sobs.
Archie walks over and pats Mr. Collins’ back. “Is she okay? We have to do the ceremony so you two can join our fan club.”
“Fan club? This isn’t a fan club. This is a people killing cult!” Mrs. Collins lifts her head and glares at Archie. “How could you let that thing murder those innocent people?”
“Innocent? Innocent? They were not innocent. They made fun of my display, some even pushed off the books, and they made fun of Cthulhu and H. P. Lovecraft.” Archie narrows his eyes at the woman. “You said you wanted to join us, but you have proven that you two are not worthy.”
Mrs. Collins slaps Archie across the face, leaving a red hand print on his cheek and causes his head to snap to the side. Cthulhu roars and reaches down to grab Mrs. Collins. Mr. Collins shoves Archie out of the way so he can grab his wife. Archie topples backwards and lands on his arm wrong, breaking it.
Archie cries out in pain which causes the others in the club to surround him, yelling at the Collins. Cthulhu growls at the couple before it slams its claw down on the two. Their bodies crumble into puddles of gore.
