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Archive name: Satnight.txt (MF, gothic)
Authors name: Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)
Story title : Saturday Night Dance

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Saturday Night Dance (MF, gothic)
by Andy G. (otisblues@hotmail.com)

***

A musician picks up a lady at a dance and does not 
realize the horrors he will face. Written in the HP 
Lovecraft tradition.

***

It was several years ago in 1986 that Josh Mills decided 
to take the summer off and return to East Texas the land 
of his childhood. He had just completed his graduate work 
in Philosophy and wanted a rest from the academic world. 
When Josh was younger he played guitar in various country 
bands throughout East Texas and Louisiana and decided he 
wanted to spend the summer playing music and hanging out.

He still had many friends who continued to be weekend 
musicians so after a few calls he easily found a band 
that could use a guitar player. He had no idea of how his 
life would change as he drove up to a VFW hall in July.

The night was cool for a southern summer night as Josh's 
car arrived at its destination, a small isolated VFW hall 
on the edge of a lake. The Sentra was loaded with a 
guitar, amp, and the various accessories required of a 
lead guitarist in a four piece country band. 

Josh got out of his car carrying his guitar and walked 
toward the entrance. There was no way for Josh to know 
that tonight was the beginning of an adventure, an 
adventure deep into the dark horrors that lurk behind 
life and the vast seas of infinity.

"Hi," a bottled dark haired elderly lady greeted Josh. 
She was keeping tabs on those who entered the hall making 
sure everyone paid his or her five-dollar entry fee.

"Hi," Josh responded presenting his guitar case as his 
identification badge he was a member of the band. He 
walked into the dimly lit bar and dancehall and surveyed 
his surroundings. The building was small and the stage 
was only a few inches above the dance floor. It was 
located at the far wall. Josh proceeded over to the stage 
where some of the other members of the band were already 
setting things up.

Josh knew the other members but had not played with this 
particular grouping. These little bands changed every 
week. The leader of the band never knew for sure who 
would be playing with him.

"What's going on?" Josh asked Glen who was busy with the 
PA speaker. Glen was 59 and had been playing as long as 
Josh had known anything about music. Josh was 35 and had 
began playing in these clubs when was 18. He stopped 
playing for a time when he married a very jealous woman. 

The marriage ended badly and Josh still had a few wounds. 
However tonight he was only interested in picking lead 
guitar and not worrying about much of anything. It would 
be nice to get lucky with a lady but he was not counting 
on this particularly at this lonely VFW. The $62.50 he 
would be paid was about enough to pay his bar tab and the 
gas bill for the long drive home.

"Not much," Glen said as he stood up to shake hands. "I 
hope we had a crowd tonight."

"Yeah, me to. It is always a lot more fun to play to a 
good crowd."

"Usually this place has a good crowd on Saturday night," 
Glen said hopefully. This particular VFW was located in 
the middle of nowhere on Grand Lake, a rather large 
manmade lake in East Texas. The members mostly consisted 
of elderly retired individuals living on the lake whose 
weekly excitement was the Saturday night dance.

The drummer, Hank Wilson, walked up about that time, 
"Ready to play some music?" he asked.

"Always," Josh responded.

"Come over here and meet my wife, Tiffany," Hank said as 
he walked over to a table where two young females were 
sitting. 

"Hi," Josh said and the dark haired girl got up.

"Hi, I'm Tiffany and this is my friend Lacy." Tiffany was 
a small girl with a ring through her lip. Her dark pants 
were tight and her blouse was tied so it revealed her 
tattooed belly button. The tattoo caught Josh's eye. It 
had strange hieroglyphic looking script around a greenish 
colored blob. Tiffany was an attractive girl and her 
gothic tint including black painted fingernails added an 
erotic flavor to her.

"Hi, Josh," Lacy said. Lacy was a pretty blond. She 
appeared rather clean cut and contrasted greatly with 
Tiffany. However, Lacy looked as if she was a party girl. 
She was not drunk but was on her way to having a good 
time.

"Hi, Lacy," Josh responded noticing this was a cute girl 
even though he was easily 15 years her senior. Josh 
noticed she did not have wedding ring on her finger but 
she did have a strange looking ring with a greenish 
stone. He also liked the really cute smile she gave him.

"Come sit with us on break time," Lacy said.

"Sounds like plan but I've got to go set up right now. 
Talk you girls later." Josh walked toward the stage and 
began to prepare for the night's performance.

The band completed its setup. These type country bands 
were all over this part of the South. A group of guys got 
together and would play various easy three-chord songs 
ranging from country to old rock. Everything was played 
by ear but this music was meant to be play by ear, sheet 
music was not allowed.

The crowd of mostly elderly couples began to arrive and 
filled up most of the tables. The lights were dimmed, the 
jukebox was turned off, and the band began with an old 
Haggard song, "Today, I Started Loving You Again" and the 
night began.

When the first break arrived Josh walked over the table 
where Tiffany and Lacy sat after ordering a whisky and 
water.

"You guys sound great," Tiffany said as Josh neared the 
table.

"Thanks." Josh sat down across from the two girls.

"We started not to come tonight but Hank wanted us to and 
so far we are having a good time," Lacy explained as she 
continued to sip her beer.

"Yeah, we have been really busy at the house and we 
needed a break," Tiffany added.

"Yeah, you have to take a break now and then. And with a 
little alcohol even these VFW's can be a lot of fun." A 
slow country tune began playing on the jukebox so Josh 
took this opportunity to asked, "How about a dance, 
Lacy?"

"Sure," she eagerly responded as she stood up.

As Josh and Lacy embraced on the dance floor, Josh felt 
the firmness of her young body. It felt good and she was 
not shy in pressing her breasts against his chest as they 
slowly rocked to the rhythm of the music and glided 
around the wooden floor. The dance ended much too soon 
for Josh. He noticed during the twirls Lacy knew the 
trick of pressing her hips just the right way against his 
leg to make sure he knew she was a woman. Since Josh's 
divorce and return to school he had not had much time for 
women. He was hoping this might change tonight.

The break was soon over and it was back to playing music. 
Josh spent all of his breaks talking and dancing with 
Lacy so it was no surprise at the end of the night that 
Lacy invited Josh to come with Tiffany, Hank, and her to 
grab a bite to eat. 

The Sentra now loaded with Josh's music equipment, and 
more importantly Lacy followed Hank and Tiffany's pickup 
truck as they drove from the parking lot. There were no 
restaurants opened at this time of the night so they were 
going to Hank and Tiffany's home for something to eat.

"So what do you do in the real world," Josh asked Lacy as 
proceeded to Hank's.

"Not much, just hang around," she answered.

"I mean do you work and stuff?" Josh quizzed.

"Oh I work mostly as a waitress and sometimes at Wal-
Mart," Lacy answered with a noticeable alcohol infected 
tone.

Lacy lean back in the seat and as she reached up to brush 
her hair the moonlight lit the stone in the ring. "That 
is a very unusual ring," Josh commented as he took her 
hand in his to examine the ring.

"You don't have any idea how unusual this ring is," Lacy 
said

"What do you mean?"

"It is a magical ring," she answered in a cryptic tone.

"Ok, I'll take the bait. What does your magic ring do 
that is magical," Josh asked playing alone.

"Nothing so far but soon we are going to," Lacy suddenly 
stopped in the middle of her sentence. "I can't really 
talk about it. It is a secret."

As Josh held Lacy's hand he examined the ring with one 
eye while keeping the other on the road. The ring 
appeared to be a silver band with a small greenish black 
soapy looking stone with golden flecks. As Josh looked at 
the stone it stone had a hypnotizing effect on him. It 
was the sounds of the rocks hitting the car that brought 
him back to the fact he was driving 60 miles an hour and 
was about to loose control as the car went off the road. 
He quickly jerked the car back on to the road and decided 
to concentrate on driving rather than jewelry. 

It was a very dark night even with the moon. Hank and 
Tiffany's house was about a 20 minute drive to reach. 
Josh and Lacy continued their small talk and soon Josh 
was directed to turn the Sentra down a tree lined dirt 
lane that went for about a hundred yards. At the end of 
the lane a house appeared and Josh began to have a bad 
feeling about things. His first thought as the house came 
into view was this was just the place for a serial killer 
to be hiding out. The same time as this thought arose in 
his mind he felt a hand on his knee.

"We are here," Lacy said as smiled and continued to rub 
his knee for a moment.

The house did not appear very large and had a very 
archaic feel to it. It was like something one would find 
in Europe, a two story structure that looked as if it had 
housed many generations. Hank unlocked and opened the 
heavy wooden door. They walked inside. Inside the house 
appeared much larger than Josh had first thought as they 
drove up the driveway. 

The main living room was dimly lit and had very high 
ceilings. There was a fire going in a large opened 
fireplace but that did not help the depressing mood of 
the room. However, Lacy rubbing against him as they 
entered the room ignited a much more pleasant feeling in 
Josh, a feeling that this would be a very good night. 
Looking into Lacy's young eyes clouded most of Josh's 
reasoning abilities.

"Come on in and get warm," Hank said as he sat on the 
couch by the fire. It was unusually cool for a southern 
summer night.

"What do you want to drink," Tiffany said as she went to 
the bar and turned on the CD player. A bouncy sort of 
Jazz song began resounding through the two speakers on 
either side of the bar.

Josh seeing their bar was well stocked said, "Crown and 
water."

Soon Josh was nursing a drink. He sat close to Lacy and 
he felt more than just the warmth of the fire in the 
fireplace. The strange house, the booze, and Lacy's soft 
touch all added to a rather surrealistic atmosphere that 
Josh was finding very intoxicating. 

After sitting talking for a few minutes Hank arose and 
said, "I've got an early day tomorrow so I am headed for 
bed. You guys enjoy yourself, there is plenty to drink." 
With that he walked up the stairs and left Josh with the 
two women.

"I think I will have another drink," Tiffany said was she 
went to the bar. As she walked she began to sway with the 
music that had changed to a Latin rhythm beat. She seemed 
to enjoy the music and continued dancing as she return 
with her drink. The alcohol was affecting Tiffany swaying 
and it was obvious she liked the effect.

"Move your cute little ass," Lacy instructed Tiffany as 
Josh and she sat on the couch watching the dancing.

Tiffany took a large sip of her drink and began to put on 
a show. Swaying to the beat of the music she began to 
move her hips in a most seductive fashion, first from 
side to side and then from front to back in a most 
provocative motion. She turned around to show us her cute 
little as and when she turned back around her blouse was 
unbuttoned. This revealed her tiny but sexy bra that held 
her small 32A breasts. As she continued to dance she 
unclasped the bra and freed her small breasts for all to 
see.

As Tiffany danced Lacy moved closed to Josh and invited 
him to her by massaging his thigh. Armed with alcohol and 
desire Josh took the invitation and soon his arms 
surrounded Lack with his hand caressing her breast. A 
long wet kiss began as Josh and Lacy's tongue made each 
other's acquaintance. When Josh next looked up Tiffany 
was continuing dancing but was now completed nude and 
smiled their eyes met.

Josh was consumed with the passion of the evening but 
could not help but noticed as he stared at Tiffany the 
movement of her body was creating light patterns that 
glowed before his eyes. Even with the strong sexual 
excitement of the night a part of Josh's mind wondered 
about the light playing tricks on his vision and whether 
he had been slipped some drugs. 

These thoughts quickly faded as Lacy stood up and began 
to undress. Josh found it difficult to focus but his body 
was responded to Lacy's seduction. Lacy now stood nude 
before him with her perfect 34 C breasts inviting him to 
her. As Josh stared at Lacy he had more difficulty with 
his vision. He could not define the perimeter of her 
body. She seemed to merge into everything. 

However, he continued to be consumed with the passion and 
that was all that mattered as they embraced and began the 
animalistic mating. The explosion of sex rocked Josh and 
he lost consciousness in the bliss of the moment. 

Josh did not know whether it was night or day when he 
awakened. He was lying on a small bed in a dark room. 
There did not appear to be any windows but there was a 
small lamp lit on desk in the corner. The memories of the 
night returned to him in a rush. It was not like him to 
pass out. He could control his liquor so he again 
wondered if something extra had been added. He smiled 
when he remembered the sex. It was fantastic sex. Lacy 
was some hot woman.

Josh quickly slipped back into his blue jeans and shirt. 
His billfold appeared intact so he got up and walked to 
the door. He was relieved it was unlocked. He stepped out 
and found himself in a dark hallway. Somewhere in the 
house he heard drums beating and their rhythm invoked an 
uneasy tension deep within. They sounded something like 
Indian tom-toms.

"Just another strange Jazz tune," Josh thought to himself 
brushing aside the anxiety of this weird place.

Josh found his way back into the living room where they 
had been last night. No one was around so Josh found a 
bathroom and then located the kitchen. He toasted some 
bread and sat eating it when Tiffany appeared.

"Did you sleep well?" she asked with a smile. "I know 
Lacy did."

"Yeah, I slept fine," Josh thinking he had a bit of help 
in sleeping.

"Why don't you stay for a while? We have plenty of room 
and Lacy is very good company as I'm sure you now 
realize."

"Yes, she is very nice," Josh replied considering the 
invitation. It was now Sunday and he had no particular 
place he had to be. It might be fun even with the 
weirdness of these people and he sure would like to spend 
some more time with Lacy especially bed time.

Lacy walked in as Tiffany and Josh talked. Josh greeted 
Lacy and even with her sleepy eyes and pulled back hair 
she was very attractive. Josh decided he would take 
Tiffany up on her offer as long as it was okay with Hank. 
These were some strange people but when it came to Lacy 
her strangeness only serve to increase his desire for 
her.

They spent the day lounging on the patio overlooking 
Grand Lake. Hank and Tiffany smoked a couple of joints 
but Josh was pleased that Lacy declined. Josh never cared 
for Marijuana but felt that what people did in their own 
home was their business.

After lunch Lacy gave Josh a partial tour of the house. 
The library was very impressive. Lacy explained this 
house belonged to Hank's great grandfather who loved old 
books. Some of the books were antiques and Josh noted 
numerous volumes of philosophy ranging from Plato to 
Sartre. There were also volumes that he did not 
recognize. 

"Come here and let me show this rare book," Lacy said as 
Josh thumbed through a leather bound volume.

"This book is very ancient," Lacy said.

Josh examined the cover. Attempting to sound out the name 
Josh read, "Necronomicon by Abdul Alhazred. Never heard 
of it." Josh shuttered as he ran his hand over the book's 
leather like cover. It was as if it he could feel the 
antiquity of another age. Josh and Lacy spent a few 
minutes in the library examining the old volumes but they 
were more interested in enjoying each other than reading.

Josh and Lacy spent the rest of the day relaxing on the 
deck and the day ended with a nice dinner. As they 
retired again to the main room Hank and Tiffany excused 
themselves leaving Josh and Lacy alone. 

"I will be right back," Lacy said as she rose from the 
couch.

"Ok, hurry back," Josh replied.

In a few minutes Lacy returned to the room wearing a 
sheer black bra and panties covered with a see through 
nightgown. Josh liked what he saw. However, he had not 
got so caught up into things as to be careful what he 
drank. This day he mixed all his own drinks and took care 
that nothing extra was added to anything he consumed.

As a result there were no perceptual problems when he 
watched Lacy walk over to him. There was no blurring of 
boundaries as he took her into his arms. He had a great 
view of her breasts as he grabbed her bra with his teeth 
and pulled it down revealing her dark nipples. There was 
only fantastic sex as he slipped off her panties and she 
straddled him in a most sensual way. Josh did not pass 
out as he erupted inside her but enjoyed everything to 
the max.

"That was fantastic," Jack said a few minutes later as 
they lay before the fire.

"Yes, it was," Lacy replied as she laid her head in 
Josh's lap looking up at him.

It was then Josh noticed the drums. The stereo was not 
playing so who was beating those drums.

"Is that Hank playing the drums in the middle of the 
night? It sounds like frigging tom-toms," Josh asked 
Lacy.

"No, that is something you do not want to know about," 
Lacy replied suddenly looking serious.

"What do you mean?"

"You just never mind. We had a wonderful time and that is 
all that matters. I have to go to bed. You can sleep in 
the first room down the hall," Lacy said as she got up.

"Why don't we sleep together? Josh asked.

"Not tonight. Good night," she said and kissed him on the 
cheek as she left him alone in the large room.

Josh was not ready to return to bed. This weird house did 
not have a TV so he decided to return to the library for 
a while before he went to bed. While looking through the 
books he found what appeared to be Hank's grandfather's 
journal. It began on 1 September 1920.

"This should be an interesting read," Josh thought as he 
sat down in a large chair.

The first few pages indicated this was a combination 
diary and notes on various subjects. As Josh read further 
he learned Hank's grandfather was interested in cults or 
at least one specific one. As he scanned the journal he 
found mention to a very ancient God, Cthulhu. The story 
went that Cthulhu was a strange looking huge creature 
that could transverse the stars when the stars were in 
the right position. However, it appears now is not the 
time. 

When the stars were in a bad position Cthulhu dies but 
does not exactly die since it can't die in the sense that 
we know death. Hank's grandfather thought that the 
beginning of the new millennium would be the time the 
stars would return to the correct position. And as Josh 
read on he learned the right time was now, sometimes in 
July, 2002. 

Cthulhu needed help to return to this existence and be 
awakened from its death sleep. That is why even in death 
it attempted to contact human by using their dreams. This 
information was gathered by many Shamans eons ago and 
thus began this cult's mission of returning Cthulhu to 
its dominion over the universe.

"I wonder if Hank is into this crap." Josh asked himself. 
The more he read the more it appeared that Hank's 
grandfather certainly believed in Cthulhu. Josh had 
always been very skeptical about anything metaphysical. 

He believed that there were a lot men who did not know 
reality from fantasy but he also believed that there were 
a lot of men that knew this kind of thing had no basis in 
reality. Josh felt the dogmatists of the world were 
mostly feeding their insecurities rather than having 
privileged information about their particular God. As 
Josh pondered this he noticed the drums had again begun 
beating.

"I wonder where the hell those drums are coming from." 
Josh asked just as he turned the page in the diary. As 
Josh sat listening to the drums he flipped through the 
pages of the journal. Toward the end he found a diagram 
of a house that contained many passages. The diagram 
indicated six secret passages that all lead to a great 
hall somewhere beneath the house.

"I wonder. This can't be this house. This is Texas not 
Transylvania." Josh said to himself as he studied the 
map. "If this diagram is of this house and I go to the 
third row of books and take out the 7th book I will find 
a switch."

Josh walked over to the bookcase and found the 
appropriate row of books. "Son of a Bitch," Josh 
exclaimed as he pulled out the 7th book and found the 
switch. He pulled it. He watched as the bookcase swung 
around and there was an opened passage. The sound of the 
drums was now a little stronger.

Josh entered the passage and noticed that it sloped 
downward. He walked for about 50 yards and found the 
passage curved to the left still sloping downward. 

As Josh walked along the hall the air grew cooler and 
there was dampness to it. Josh continued to hear the 
drums now mixed with another sound he could not place. 
Josh continued his progress. 

"I can't believe this. I have to be in an underground 
cavern. This is frigging East Texas. There are no 
underground caverns around here. Yet here I am and this 
damn hall keeps going." Josh thought to himself as he 
continued walking on a downward course.

The hall was lit by strange dim lamp every few yards. The 
walls were dark with no coloration. The floor sloped 
downward and continued to curve to the left. The floor 
was covered with a soft material that now seemed wet. 
Josh could now identify that the sounds he was hearing 
were human voices, but at this distance he could not make 
out individual words. He could hear grunts, moans, and 
even laughter but could not decipher them.

After about 5 minutes of careful walk Josh came to an 
intersection. His hall and a hall to the right seem to 
merge into the hall Josh had been transversing. The hall 
was wider here and made a sharp turn. As Josh rounded the 
corner he found himself staring at a statue. 

"I must be in frigging horror movie," Josh said at he 
looked at the statue. "This makes the creature in Alien 
looked like damn kitty cat."

The statue stood on a pedestal about 4 feet high. The 
statue itself was about 2 feet high. It looked something 
like the combination of an octopus, a very ugly human 
with the wings of a dragon all made out of some gross 
gelatinous leathery like protoplasm. 

Upon closer inspection Josh could see it exhibited 
exquisitely artistic workmanship but somehow this made it 
worse. Josh was beginning to feel sick to his stomach as 
he continued to study the bas-relief. The creature had an 
octopus-like head whose face was a mass of feelers on a 
scaly, rubbery-looking body with prodigious claws on hind 
and fore feet, and long narrow wings behind it. The 
overall effect projected an evil malignancy of bloated 
corpulence that was squatting and looking directly at 
Josh with an evil glare.

Just as Josh was feeling the full effect of this creature 
staring at him the volume of the drums increased and the 
voices of the participants changed. Human voices seemed 
to devolve into animalistic fury heightened by howls and 
squawking ecstasies that reverberated through the hall. 
Josh had never heard anything to approximate these sounds 
and could take it no longer. He ran back up the hall into 
the library and quickly shut the bookcase. It was time 
for a drink.

Josh quickly pushed the book shelf back into place and 
walked out of the library. The drums could still be heard 
but only faintly. Josh fixed himself a large Scotch and 
went to his room. 

"Tomorrow I am getting out of this damn place," he said 
to himself as he downed the Scotch.

Josh did not sleep well that night but upon awakening his 
plans on leaving did not work exactly as planned. It took 
Josh some time to get to sleep but then he overslept. He 
was awakened by Lacy.

"Josh, I have to talk to you," Lacy whispered in a 
frightened voice. "I don't know what I've gotten myself 
into," she continued. "You have to help me."

Josh quickly arose from the bed. "What are you talking 
about Lacy? I was planning on leaving this morning."

"No, Josh, please, you can't leave right now. I need 
you," Lacy pleaded.

"What the hell is going on here Lacy?"

"There is a lot going on and if it continues it will 
change everything. I mean everything. You don't know what 
Hank and Tiffany are planning. I think they are going to 
do it tonight." Lacy explained almost hysterical.

"I still don't know what the hell you are talking about."

"They are going to awaken Cthulhu," she whispered in a 
gasping voice.

"That is a bunch of bull-crap. There is no such thing as 
a Cthulhu."

"Josh, you don't know. It really exists. I have seen it. 
The stars are now perfect and Hank and Tiffany know what 
they're doing." 

Lacy held up her hand, "This ring is one of the keys."

"What kind of key?" Josh asked.

"This ring belonged to my grandfather who was a friend to 
Hank's grandfather. It is said my grandfather saved 
Hank's grandfather from a fate worse than death. Over the 
years this ring was passed down to my mother and then to 
me. It was two years ago Hank discovered his 
grandfather's ideas about Cthulhu and decided he could 
handle things that his grandfather could not. He feels 
that with his knowledge and the power this ring will give 
me we will be successful, successful beyond imagination. 
He says we can have anything, I mean anything at all. I 
thought it was all kind of fun and did not really believe 
the story. I was just having fun. That is until last 
night and I saw something that should never be seen. I 
saw a portion of the living Cthulhu and it was horrible."

"You don't really expect me to believe all of this Lacy," 
Josh asked.

"You have to believe me. They are going to do it tonight 
and you and I have to stop them." Lacy pleaded. "Hank is 
convinced if he is successful he will be the most 
powerful man on earth. I heard him say Kings and 
Presidents will bow before him. Hank is really a 
wonderful man but something has happened to him and I am 
very afraid. I tried to talk to Tiffany about it but she 
became angry and threatened to tell Hank. Please Josh you 
have to help me. There is no one else I can turn to."

Josh was very perplexed. Being a skeptic about most 
things his rational mind felt this was not even a good 
story. But as he listened to Lacy's frantic pleas he 
believed that she believed what she was saying. And there 
was the problem of that long hall underground, the 
statue, and all the animalistic cries from somewhere down 
below.

"Ok, let's say I will help you. What should we be doing?" 
Josh asked.

"I don't know. I just know we have to do something." Lacy 
answered.
"So, you are telling me that Hank is going to awaken some 
dead but extremely powerful monster probably tonight. We 
have a ring that hopefully can do something but we don't 
know what that something is, but we still have to do it. 
Is that right?"

"Yes," Lack whimpered.

"Do you know how stupid that sounds? Last night I went 
down the hall behind the bookshelf. I walked far enough 
to hear the shouts and cries of those idiots doing 
whatever it is they are doing. There is no way we could 
take all those people on even if we had a couple of AK-
47's." Josh explained.

"Those people are not the danger," Lacy said.

"Those people sounded pretty damn dangerous to me. You 
only have to kill me once and whether it is an idiot cult 
member or a monster God I am still dead."

"You still don't understand. If Hank is successful we are 
all dead."

"Okay where is Hank and Tiffany now?" Josh asked.

"They are down below making preparations and will be 
there all day."

"Do you know any books that might mention the ring? We 
don't have much time but if we are going to do something 
we have to have an idea of what this ring does."

"I think Hank's grandfather's journal has some 
information. I also have my grandfather's journal but it 
is mostly ramblings."

"Let's go have a look at both," Josh instructed.

Josh and Lacy spent the morning pouring over various 
books and documents. They learned a lot about the Cthulhu 
cult and the various spells to awaken the monster. They 
found mention of the ring and it seemed the ring was some 
kind of focusing lens that could control great amounts of 
power. They were unable to discover the mechanisms of how 
this works.

"Ok, we now know this ring can control large amounts of 
some kind of power. Your grandfather was able to use the 
ring to stop the process Hank's grandfather began. We 
just don't know how he did it." Josh summarized as he and 
Lacy took a break.

"That is about it."

"I still can't believe all this shit. It is just too much 
to take in. If I had not been down that hall I would 
think you were hallucinating."

"I wish I was hallucinating," Lacy replied. "But I know I 
saw what I saw. I will probably have nightmares for the 
rest of my life."

"Well we have to do something. Let's see if we can sneak 
a peek at what is going on down there," Josh said.

"Ok."
 
Josh and Lacy opened the book shelf and began to slowly 
walk down the hall. They reached the split in the passage 
and the statue. They then continued walking for quite 
sometime. With every step Josh was more amazed by the 
length of this hall. This cavern had to be huge to 
support such an extensive pathway. As Josh turn again to 
his left he could see the dull red glow of reflected 
light. There was definitely something down there.

"What the hell have I gotten myself into?" Josh said to 
Lacy. Josh had always wanted proof that something existed 
beyond the material world and he may have his proof 
tonight. His curiosity was most definitely aroused but he 
was beginning to become frightened at the price he might 
have to pay for this proof.

Josh and Lacy rounded a last turn and found themselves 
looking down into a very large open cavern. From their 
vantage point they could see everything going on and were 
relatively hidden. Everyone in the cavern appeared 
totally absorbed in their various duties. At the far end 
there was an altar.

"That is where Hank will perform the ceremony," Lacy said 
as she pointed to the far end of the cavern. "Some of 
those people down there were at the VFW the other night. 
This thing goes back many years and people have been 
waiting for years for someone to try again. My 
grandfather died shortly after he rescued Hank's 
grandfather. Even though it was ruled a heart attack, 
many believed he was murdered because he interfered."

Hank surveyed the hall. I was about the size of a 
football field with a ceiling some 100 feet above. There 
were numerous people milling around making preparations. 
Hank and Tiffany were on the altar and were very intense 
on whatever they were doing.

"The other night we were all standing on the altar. Hank 
began the ritual and everyone was chanting. It was like 
we all went into a trance. My ring began to glow and I 
held it up. Something went through the ring and some kind 
of portal opened in the air above the altar. That is when 
something began to appear. It was horrible. It felt so 
cold and smelled terrible. I could not stand it but I 
know Hank was right about its power. You could feel the 
power surge through you but it felt dark and nasty. I 
think I would have died if the portal had not closed when 
it did. We only got a sneak peek and I can't imagine what 
the full view would be like. Hank says the stars were not 
quite right. But I am afraid tonight it will be perfect." 
Lacy shuddered as she explained this to Josh. 

"I saw it. It's real Josh. I am scared. I told Hank I was 
feeling bad so he told me to rest today, but I have to 
report to him at around 11:00 tonight. The ceremony 
begins a midnight," Lacy continued.

"When I left Hank he was acting really strange. He said 
tonight is the night we will open the black seas of 
infinity and the forbidden eons of the past. I think Hank 
knows what he is talking about," Lacy said and fell 
silent as she looked pleading at Josh.

"I know something the hell is going on. And there is 
something very wrong happening. And the worse thing about 
it is I think you and I will have to try to do something. 
I just don't know what. The problem is we have to act 
fast."

Josh made a mental note of where everything was located 
in the great hall. They then returned to the library.

"Let me see the ring," Josh said and Lacy handed him the 
ring.

The ring looked the same as he remembered. It had a 
silver band with a greenish black stone. It did not feel 
magical.

"So what did you do the other night?" Josh asked.

"Nothing I just held the ring up and felt the power flow 
through me," she answered.

"Did you feel as if you had any control of the power?"

"I don't know. I felt like I was in a trance with all the 
chanting and stuff going on. I did feel something as the 
power flowed out the ring but I can't describe it."

"We could just run away," Josh said. "They need the ring 
and if we left they could not complete the ritual and 
maybe the stars would change again."

"We would not get down the lane. They are numerous people 
watching the house and there is no way we could escape. I 
believe they allowed you to be here in order to keep me 
occupied because Hank knew I was getting scared of 
everything." Lacy smiled and said, "The only good thing 
about this whole mess is meeting you."

Josh returned Lacy's smile and felt if they survived the 
night there was a good chance he could fall for this 
young woman. He felt his body begin to respond, "We don't 
have time," Josh said aloud.

"I know we have to hurry," Lacy did not miss the way Josh 
was looking at her body.

"So what did you mean when you said the ring could bring 
things here but also send things back?" Josh asked.

"I don't know. That is just something Hank told me. He 
said my grandfather somehow messed things up when he sent 
Cthulhu back. He said we would not make that mistake 
again. But that is all he said." Lacy explained.

"Ok it looks like we have no options but to act as if 
nothing is wrong. Somehow we have to figure out how you 
can use the ring to send whatever back to hell. If I'm 
right and this is all some cult bullshit then nothing 
will happen and we are okay. If you are right and 
something begins to appear you will have to use all your 
power to focus your thoughts on the ring to send the 
demon back. It is not much of a plan but I don't know 
that we have any other options. I will be there watching 
but I don't know what I can do. Any ideas?" Josh asked.

"Last night it seemed as if I went into a trance and 
could not control what I did. Anyway you can help me to 
focus my thoughts would be good."

"If what you say is going to happen begins to happen then 
neither of us have anything to loose. I will do whatever 
it takes if I see you go into a trance. Is there anything 
here I could use as a weapon?"

"I don't think there is any guns here, maybe a hunting 
knife. I know there are some firecracker and roman 
candles in the storeroom," Lacy said.

"Ok let's gather them up and wait for tonight."

There are many turning points in one's life. For Josh his 
failed marriage made a major difference in his life. 
However, the grief of divorce, even the death of Josh's 
father was nothing compared to what he faced this night. 
He was hoping he was correct and nothing was going to 
happen. However, Josh's skepticism of metaphysics was 
totally shattered shortly after midnight on this hot 
summer night.

Josh said goodnight to Lacy as retired to his room. He 
did not want to arouse any suspicions. He gave her a kiss 
and left her alone in the den. She would shortly be 
joining Hank and Tiffany. As Josh sat on the side of his 
bed the tom-toms began their beating and it was 
beginning. Josh gathered his fireworks and one short 
hunting knife and walked to the library. He quickly 
opened the shelf and hurried down the hall toward the 
cathedral of the cavern.

"Oh mother earth lord of creation!" numerous voices 
echoed.

"Oh hell, the crowd all here," Josh said to no one.

The chanting grew louder as Josh reached the entrance. As 
his eyes adjusted to the bright light he looked into the 
vast hall. He noticed the odd angles where the wall 
joined the floor and ceiling. Something did not look 
right but Josh did not have time to study them. 

"There is no way in hell this shit is happening here, 
here in Texas," Josh said to himself as he watched this 
impossible gathering. 

Hank, Tiffany, and Lacy stood before the altar. Hank and 
Tiffany wore black robes. Lacy was dressed in a white 
gown cut low enough that her breasts were revealed. There 
were presiding over the ceremony. Josh counted 25 
individuals standing before them and another 25 or so 
surrounding the area in a circle. 

"This is definitely not a Baptist service," Josh said to 
himself.

From Josh's vantage point he had a good view of the 
activity below him. He was slightly above the crowd and 
now noticed a lamb tied to the altar. Tiffany moved 
toward the altar holding a large ceremonial looking 
knife.

"Oh, God of the Cthyluu, I beseech thy pleasure. Oh Og 
and Th, you are the ancient ones," Tiffany said as she 
stood over the lamb. Suddenly she thrust the knife into 
the lamb's throat and blood gushed forth. It splattered 
on Tiffany's gown and she smiled as the lamb's life blood 
flowed out onto the altar.

Lacy looked pale and frightened. What concerned Josh the 
most was she looked as if she were going into a trance. 
This was most definitely a bad sign but at the moment 
there was not much Josh could do. The crowd was working 
itself into frenzy and Josh did not want the crowd after 
him.

Josh's attention was pulled toward the individuals inside 
the circle. He now noticed they had all disrobed and were 
beginning to grope each other. It was like a herd of 
horny animals reaching and clutching at whoever happened 
to be near. Josh could not believe that he was beginning 
to be excited by this exhibition of pure bestial 
sexuality. The more he stared at the various combinations 
of coupling the more his own libido began to awaken. It 
was as if some force was pulling at him.

"What the hell is happening? This is too gross for words 
but I can't help it." Josh said to himself not believing 
his reaction to what he was viewing down below.

Josh fought this feeling of alien sexuality as men were 
copulating with women, with other men, several men on one 
woman, several women on one man, and several women on one 
woman. There was every possible sexual permutation among 
those in the circle. To make matters worse the groans and 
guttural nasty slopping sounds coming from the crowd was 
totally disgusting. But to Josh the most revolting thing 
about this scene was these filthy pigs were turning him 
on.

Even though he sickened by what he was watching he felt 
primal urges awakening deep within him over which he 
fought for control. His rational mind understood the 
danger of the situation and the moral decadence of the 
beasts below him. He could feel the evil flowing through 
the chamber. 

Yet, while his rational mind comprehended the scene he 
was witnessing, the lower and more primitive core of his 
emotional nature were awakening and pushing him toward 
the frenzy below him. He was keenly aware of the conflict 
but he felt helpless as his body began to respond and his 
erection became painfully hard. 

The congregation that circled the sexual chaos began to 
chant, "Oh, God of the Cthyluu, Oh Og and Th we beseech 
you to favor us. Come to this thy chapel."

Josh continued to exert his will and slowly focused on 
summoning the rational part of his mind. He could see 
Lacy now far away. She was actually floating in the air 
with her ringed hand outstretch. The sight of her 
suspended in the air helped to shocked Josh back to this 
reality. As he fought the enticement of the moment he 
also noticed a flow of milky light that was arising 
upward from the lascivious gross sexual show. The surreal 
nature of what he was seeing somehow helped Josh gather 
back his sanity. 

Hank and Tiffany now floated slightly below Lacy. In 
their outstretched hands they each held a staff with 
silver ends. These shafts appeared to be directing the 
milky produce from below toward a point just over the 
bloody lamb. Lacy was pointing her ring at this same 
spot.

Suddenly something began to happen over the lamb. It was 
not so much a light as a movement of the fabric of the 
light that slowly began to take form. It seemed to soak 
up all the milky substance and the crowd seemed to 
increased their orgiastic ravings and howls. Josh noticed 
several had either passed out or possibly died. As one 
person collapsed they were thrown aside and others took 
their place. Only a few were now left to form the outer 
circle.

"Ohhhhhh!" someone in the circle screamed. The lamb's 
body seemed to dissolve in the glow before their eyes. 
The diffuse light took on a strange glow as it enveloped 
the lamb and began to take a more definite form, a 
horrible stench fill the cavern.

"No, I can't do it," a woman screamed. She had seen too 
much. Her trance state failed her and she ran panic 
stricken from the scene. Before she escaped the cavern an 
arrow of light gushed out from the glow and in an 
instance engulfed the fleeing woman. She screamed as she 
imploded upon herself in a bloody mass and then dissolved 
into the light leaving nothing. 

"Damn that must have hurt," Josh said aloud. This 
verbalization was just enough to allow him to regain a 
measure of control. Josh quickly moved away from the 
scene around a curve. The energy of the cavern 
immediately diminished and his rationality quickly 
returned. He knew he had to do something and do something 
quick.

Josh resisted the urge to flee for his life. He again 
rounded the corner but this time remained in control of 
his faculties. 

He could hear the screams in the crowds. But only a few 
of these screams were of fright. The other screams and 
howls were created by the animalistic orgiastic lunacy 
that appeared to be fueling the process by sending the 
milky residue of hellish passion to assist the return of 
their master.

Josh looked down to see Lacy enveloped in the diffuse 
light. She looked as if she was on a fantastic high as 
she swayed back and forth. She held her hand with the 
ring high in the air and it glowed with an intense 
greenish light.

The cult members were impelled with a demonic sexual 
energy and if anything were more disgustingly involved 
with each other. This was not just some innocent New Age 
Wiccan type ritual. This was real. Josh could feel, 
smell, hear, and touch the tension in the air. Something 
was coming and it looked like Lacy's legend might just be 
true. 

Josh was becoming a believer but it was extremely 
difficult to accept what he was seeing. He had always 
questioned the likelihood of metaphysical dimension to 
life. He had always searched for something beyond but had 
never found anything to support such a belief. However, 
now he was seeing something that was beyond anything he 
had imagined. It seemed that Cthulhu might really exist 
as an entity and if something were not done soon, he 
might find that the legend of Cthulhu was not only a true 
story but a true horror tale that might consume Josh's 
life. If this was true and not a hallucination then if 
Cthulhu complete his rebirth there would be nothing 
anyone could do about it.

The light was now solifying and forming into a spongy 
bluish-green gelatinous leathery material floating in the 
air. The most disturbing aspect was the short tentacles 
protruding out of the foggy corpulence and wiggling as if 
struggling for life. Even as Josh watched as it grew in 
size. 

This blasphemy of everything good in this world floated 
upwards and began to fill the ceiling with its mass. It 
was grotesque looking like an over-inflated multi-
tentacled octopus or squid but not like either. Its skin 
pulsated with an inner glow bubbling making it appeared 
even more repulsive to Josh. Josh was now questioning his 
doubts about Hell. If there were such a place it would 
house creatures like this.

Lacy was now kneeling toward this massive apparition as 
she floated about 10 feet off the ground.

"Oh Master let us do you bidding!" she cried. She looked 
totally enraptured.

A hum arose in the hall. It sounded as if million of bees 
were swarming. The hum continued to increase in volume 
and form definite patterns. Suddenly a voice but not a 
voice slammed into Josh's mind and proclaimed, "I have 
awakened."

Josh did not like the sound of this. The world was fucked 
up enough. It certainly did not need something like this 
to make things worse. 

"What the hell can I do? Lacy is as spaced as she can be. 
She in the air and I am up here. I have to do something." 
Josh pondered as he continued to watch the spectacle.

"I am that which is older than time," it resounded. "I am 
one of the ancient Ones. I am that which can not be but I 
am."

Josh covered his ears but it did not help. This voice 
inside his head was deafeningly sweet with a decayed 
flavor that stung Josh's brain. The participants were 
beginning to slow in their activities. Some were on their 
knees with head bowed. Many had simply passed out or died 
after expending all their energy, others continued to be 
crazed with pleasure. 

Josh was feeling rather sick to his stomach and there was 
deep ache inside his head. He was also feeling all the 
worse possible emotions from the absolute worst times of 
life. These emotions were being amplified to a degree 
that was beginning to paralyze him. Sadness beyond belief 
flowed through his mind along with the disgust of a 
millions of rotting human carcasses. He knew if he were 
to do something it had to be now.

The entity was now mostly formed. Some of its edges were 
still fuzzy as if they were somewhere else, maybe some 
other dimension or maybe they only existed in imagination 
not really made of a material. The glob of octopus like 
protoplasm covered the ceiling of the room creating a 
surrealistic demonic cathedral very unlike the Sistine 
Chapel, the sort of vision one might see on a really bad 
night during a particularly horrendous nightmare. 

Josh took what strength he had and pulled himself back. 
What he saw was pure hell. Lacy continued to kneel about 
20 feet above the altar suspended in mid-air. Hank and 
Tiffany were now standing about 10 feet below her but 
also with no visible means of support. As Josh surveyed 
the room he also noticed the audience had mostly calmed 
down and was now floating about 10 feet above the floor. 
Some were unconscious and those who were awake had insane 
ecstasy written in their expressions.

Josh remained in the shadows apparently unnoticed by all. 
He was spell-bound watching these events still not 
believing what he was seeing. Suddenly there was a hush 
in the room and things slowed to a halt.

"It is now time to return. I have come. Where are the 
masses of my followers? Where are they?" the entity 
boomed in a voice that stank of decay.

"We are all that are left," Hank answered.

"That will soon change. I have now returned."

Josh made his move. He had over large pile of various 
fireworks including bottle rockets, Roman candle, and 
other exploding type of units. Josh had brought alone a 
small can of gasoline and quickly poured it on the rather 
large pile of fireworks. These were sitting on the edge 
of a shelf on the rock. He ignited the fireworks that 
were soaked in gas and they as they began to explode he 
pushed them off the shelf into the crowds.

Josh shouted from above, "Go back to hell you son of 
bitch!"

Everything became chaos in the confusion created by the 
small explosions. Josh managed to run to within reach of 
Lacy. 

"Lacy, you must wake up!" Josh shouted in the chaos. Lacy 
remain still.

Josh picked up the first thing he reached, a small staff. 
He threw it hitting Lacy in the side. It was enough of a 
blow to bring her back to her senses.

"What happened? Where am I?" Lacy cried.

"Use the ring," Josh shouted. "Use the ring."

As the explosions of the fireworks reverberated through 
the cavern the cult members were jolted out of their 
trance states. As they awakened they began to fall the 10 
feet or so they had been floating in the air. This 
resulted in total confusion and terrified screaming and 
crying.

The chaos had changed the flow of energy and power. The 
thing that was Cthulhu began to dissolve with a horrible 
angry howl that was beyond this universe. The oozy 
material began to loose it form and a terrible scream 
filled the cavern. Hank, Tiffany, and Lacy fell from 
their suspension in the air. Josh was able to break 
Lacy's fall somewhat and he and Lacy fled the cavern of 
screams.

Josh and Lacy made to Josh's post above the panicked 
crowd. With one look back Josh watched as green 
gelatinous goo began to fall like rain. It smelled of 
sulfur and pure evil. He also caught a glimpse of a long 
tentacle falling from the ceiling. This tentacle did not 
dissolve but continued to keep it materialistic 
consistency. Everything else that had been Cthulhu was 
turning into a greenish fog. 

However, as Josh watched the tentacle engulfed several of 
the audience and they simply disappeared. Josh did not 
look back again. He and Lacy ran down the hall and 
escaped through the library. Josh's car was still parked 
outside and there was no one to stop them. The engine 
screamed and they jerked the car toward the main highway. 
Suddenly the ground began to quiver and as they reached 
the highway and raced away a huge explosion rocked the 
car but Josh kept driving. Looking back in the rear view 
mirror all he could see was a greenish haze that covered 
everything.

CNN as well as NBC and all the major networks covered the 
story. Some type of freakish natural gas explosion rocked 
the East Texas country side that rivaled the Texas City 
disaster in the 1940's. Everything was destroyed and all 
that was left was a huge crater almost a mile deep and 
mile wide that was even now filling with water from the 
nearby Grand Lake. 

In fact Grand Lake's overall water level had now fell 
several feet as its water emptied into the crater. It 
would take several days for the crater to completely fill 
and then it would take months for Grand Lake to return to 
its normal water level. Of course now Grand Lake total 
area had a significant increase in acres due to the 
explosion. No bodies were ever found but a number of 
people were reported missing from the community including 
the owners of the house, Hank and Tiffany Wilson.

Josh and Lacy had now returned to New Orleans where Josh 
was seeking employment. They each continued to suffer 
from nightly nightmares of horror beyond imagination but 
were able to comfort each other. Josh had a new 
appreciation of complexity of reality but was not sure he 
liked the new paradigm. The one thing that did trouble 
him in those dark hours of the night was that at least 
one tentacle of Cthulhu appeared to have survived and 
what if it survived the explosion. Was it like an ameba 
and could multiply itself into a new creature? 

Josh did not know if this was possible but what if it 
was? He also wondered when the next Cthulhu rebirth 
ceremony would begin. He knew there were others intent on 
bringing Cthulhu back to this world and one day they 
might succeed. 

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Please keep this story, and all erotic stories out of
the hands of children. They should be outside playing
in the sunshine, not thinking about adult situations.

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