"What evidence?"
The theologian's words lifted Hodgson's spirits. If they knew which Evil God they were dealing with, things would be easier... Easier, my ass.
So what if they learned the Evil God's name? Was he supposed to copy the people of the Eastern Isles and sacrifice lives testing all the dubious methods in those books?
At that thought, Hodgson's brief surge of energy vanished.
The theologian had no idea Hodgson's mood had just taken a roller-coaster ride. Excitedly, he laid out every detail he had found in the records.
"First, Hastur, the King in Yellow, is one of the few Cthulhu Evil Gods with avatars everywhere. Nothing pleases him more than impersonating other gods."
"Second, look here. On the left is the figure that appeared in Polis City (image) (image), and on the right is Hastur, the King in Yellow, when he appeared in Han City (image) (image)."
"The proportions of the two figures are almost identical."
No sooner had he finished than another expert challenged him. "Mr. Cliff Strahler, have you misunderstood what the word 'evidence' means? You call something this flimsy evidence?"
"Don't be so hasty."
Cliff Strahler smiled at the challenge. "Everyone, pay attention to what Father Jansen said during Mass."
"'But remember: death is not the end of life, but the beginning of it... You will ascend to Heaven and welcome a new life...'"
"And Stephen King described the King in Yellow this way in one of his books:
"'That which sleeps eternally is not dead, and in strange eons even death may die. When the stars align, the continent will rise, and the sleeping god will awaken.'
"'Then people will revel in slaughter and madness. Morality and law will cease to exist. The god will tell us things we never knew, and amid terror