[Cthulhu in the End of the World + Relics of the Old Gods + Rules for Survival]
The turbid fog has shrouded it for ten years, the turbid ones knocked on the door panels, the whispers of the old gods penetrated the eardrums, and human beings lived like lambs waiting to be slaughtered!
I accidentally picked up this hot ancient book. I can see through the rules of life-saving and predict strange murderous intentions. But every time I use it, my sanity becomes more cracked!
When ancient books point to the truth about the resurrection of the old gods, will I rely on them to survive until dawn, or will I become a puppet of the abyss?
