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It was November We had received reports of women and children missing in a swamp just to the south of the city The families were hysterical Giving us statements about fires deep in the woods Inhuman chanting Shadowy figures and drums The godforsaken drums that the locals said were driving them insane The inspector took twenty of us to investigate We arrived at the edge of the swamp at sunset The sun seemed to die as it was swallowed by the black broken fingers of skeletal trees We walked for hours in darkness following an extremely nervous guide who I suspect was not there of his own free will The air was thick and oppressive Nightmarish sounds could be heard in the distance And then chanting A single word repeating Ia Ia We followed the voices to a large clearing and hid ourselves behind the tall grasses and watched the strange otherworldly ritual The participants were covered in blood and danced around a stone idol that resembled some type of tentacle faced dragon I could feel my brain screaming in my skull when I looked at it Two of our men fainted and one ran screaming into the night Though the cultists were not alerted as the droning music drowned out his screams It was as if we were watching the servants of hell As they praised and worshiped their unknown and blasphemous god
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 21, 2026
Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Ia Rlyeh Wgahnagl Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Phnglui Mglwnafh Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Ia ShubNiggurath Ia Ia Ia Tsathoggua Ia Ia Ia YogSothoth Yvulgtlagln Cgnaiih Oobatsu TalCshugg Grahn Nstll Rthra Trra Kssha Oolbantu Hriia Krra Kssha Grahn Nstll Rthra Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Ia Rlyeh Wgahnagl Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Ia Uaaah Yhah Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Phnglui Mglwnafh Trra Kssha Oolbantu Hriia Krra Kssha Grahn Nstll Rthra Ia Rlyeh Wgahnagl Entrahglagl Fhtagn Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Ia Trra Kssha Oolbantu Hriia Krra Kssha Grahn Nstll Rthra Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Ia Cthulhu Ia Ia Ia Uaah Yhah
Submitted by Celtic Frost — Jun 21, 2026