My Years as a Cthulhu Investigator

When I was ten years old, I experienced that incident. Since then, my fate for the rest of my life has been tightly entangled with those indescribable things, and it is difficult to break free. The terrifying and weird wood carvings seem to have souls struggling in them; the fire scene with distorted time and space is filled with a creepy atmosphere; the unknown sacrificial ritual is full of evil and mystery; the foggy town seems to hide countless secrets; the person who is watched by the ancient god exudes an aura of despair. When I think back to my first year as an investigator, the fear that followed me was deeply imprinted in my heart. This is the United States in 1950. Under this seemingly peaceful land, endless terror is hidden. Don't think too much! Don't think too much! Here, ignorance is happiness, and the unknown is the purest terror. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.