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THE HORROR AT LEINCOMTOBER
PROLOGUE:

I heard that what happened in the small town called Leincomtober was horrible. Damnd beasts overan the streets, now creating a sanctuary of horrors, and as the thing of idols came closer, the horrors followed.

CHAPTER ONE
The Tale of Thurston

I collected documents of newspapers and journals; manuscripts we collected also, and of these fragments of information, I find that the journal of Thurston White was the first thing to have explained the origin of the lore of what had happened in Leincomtober.

The first entry was written in Febuary the eighth, whereof Thurston White wrote of some deist-cult's actions, which had begun in 1899.

It had been repeated a thousand times in these hastily scrawled pages, that they (the cult) had a unique chant which goes something like, "Hathis S'amure, lattus MAruun". He says, in these pages, that he knew what the English translation was, and said it was maddening.

He proceeded to speak of the story, where if he says that this cult (to which I call, the Accursed Cult) had summoned a demoniac thing known as, 'the Prophet'.

This thing is thought to be the thing of the idols, the flabby and horrid daemon.

After summoning this thing, man went insane in Leincomtober. Or at least methink this. He, Thurston White, says in his journal entries that he had arrested a man named Morris Wilcox, a member of this Accursed Cult. This happened a week before the Prophet was summoned.They brought him into question since they needed to know what happened to the cult, since they had been making terrible rituals in the town.

After these horrid texts, little is written. Only rambling gibberish in none-english characters, which, methink, only one person could translate.

CHAPTER TWO
Imprisoned Wilcox

The skies were grey on the night I had read the journal.

Here I came to visit Mr. Wilcox, and I requested he translate. But all he did, no less, was ramble with gibberish. It was only when I begged that he read, and what it said was horrifying to me!

He said, with a dreary tone, "An imprisonment of Wilcox would satisfy me; his damn'd soul deserves to die. I hope he rots in hell, for his cult speaks in blasphemy; and, therefore, I hate him!". He began to recite some strange tale, which was...

CHAPTER THREE
Horror

"It was 1914, and while man ignored the cosmic chaos that lay horribly in Leincomtober, that chaos did not ignore man. The madness of a great war began, and in Leincomtober, all horrors and terror came together to summon the ancient demoniacal crying.

In Leincomtober, the age-old cult rose from the grave to which definitely buried the melancholy terrors.

The great idol of the shape of a demoniac deity was discovered in the grounds of Leincomtober, and here man was dismal.

My wife and I had gone into poverty, and thenceforward became poor. The cult attacked the police department after the death of their chief, Maroon Wilson, who died under mysterious circumstances.

In a newsletter written by the mayor, people finally go mad. It said,

"DECLARATION!

Despair,
Flowing through the air,
Monstrous curse,
Created by the universe!
Evil in the night,
Their eyes glowing bright!
How, how, how
Will they leave us now?"

And then, after all the chaos, the cult began their ritual! At the center of the town, the mayor's house lays sad. The evil cult was terrible, and burnt the house down. And here, we saw a giant monolith, which grew from the ground! Oh! I must confess! I am part of this cult too! And now I must die!"

Conclusion
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