Piece two The Eldritch sandwich
written in between waves on man vs machine
There it sat, on the table, inconspicuous. I had never given it much thought before. It was an everyday item. Of course now that Cthulhu had returned, not many things were ordinary. And so, as I bit into the fateful toast, filled to the brim with incomprehensible bacon. I failed to taste the horrors within and just like that, the Eldritch sandwich had me in its grasp