(Cthulhu Mythos + Two Worlds + Worlds Colliding + Not a Power Fantasy)
Ten years ago, I dreamed of the ace of clubs.
Ten years later, I stared at a wound exactly like the one in my dream.
They all say I'm crazy, but... maybe this world is the one that's not normal.
It seems I'm about to become part of another world. Or maybe my world has been invaded.
I can no longer tell what's real and what's not, and I'm lost.
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