Relics

by Daedalus-XIII

Edward Blakeley bought the decaying Hammond Mansion, in the vincinity of Dunwich, during the early 1920's. He found a locked chamber in the mansions attic and in there, things that should have better been forgotten...

Relics

Prologue

Edward sat on the porch of the old and rundown Hammond Mansion. He stared at the nightly sky, a feverish glow in his eyes. On his

If only he hadn't moved to this place, if only he hadn't looked through all the things, that where firmly locked in this small chamber in the mansions attic, left there to be forgotten. If only...

A shadow from the moonlit sky fell upon the man and his eyes widened. His fingers clung to the old dusty book with the stained cover made of dark leather. His end was nigh and silently, unable to utter just a single word, he prayed, though he knew he was the last one to receive any salvation. His soul was lost, for his thoughts and his deeds.

The shadows grew darker and cold wind came up. Something crept up to him. He couldn't see it yet, but that was not necessary. He sensed its presence and he knew, only too well, what kind of fate awaited him.