Cthulhu...
An existence unwelcome in the human world, hell, or Heaven.
There was no shortage of Cthulhu-related films in American Horror Story, but reality was always more chaotic than fiction.
The deep-space monster of Cloverfield, the ecological mutation of The Mist, the conceptual consumption of Color Out of Space, the manifestation of writing in In the Mouth of Madness, the whispers of the Deep Ones in Dagon, the dimensional erosion of Deep Rising...
Each of these films had captured fragments of the truth, but none could reveal the whole picture.
Even if Li Dan could contain these things, he would not. They were pollution itself; an ordinary person would lose SAN just from looking at them a few times.
Though Angelique said nothing, the disgust in her eyes was already obvious.
Li Dan handed the thing over to Blade Head and the others for research.
After dealing with that hot potato, Li Dan took Angelique to find the four Asians who had accidentally been dragged into this incident.
They soon found the four in a relatively stable corner, still shaken to the core.
There was no unnecessary small talk or explanation. Li Dan merely gestured for them to follow.
Allen, Glasses, Amei, and Cousin had long since lost all courage and curiosity for adventure. As though clutching at a lifeline, they staggered after him.
In a way they could not comprehend, Li Dan carved out a stable route through the shattered space.
He led them all out of that hellish dimensional crevice and back to the "human world."
Of course, this "human world" did not mean some ordinary, sunlit world, but the starting point of this incident.
Collingwood Mental Hospital.
Only, the hospital was no longer the complete and powerful supernatural place it had once been.
Upon returning to the