CHAPTER ONE
FOLLOWER OF YGTHAS
I was tired.
Rain fell on my face. My wounds. It stung.
My back was pressed against the pavement. The steps into my apartment were inches from my head....
...But there was no way that thing would let me in there.
The Hobgoblin stared down at me. Its scaly, vomit colored skin outlined its large, muscular body against the gray sky.
I tried to ignore the blood and rain water running down my face, as I lifted the revolver and pointed it at the beast.
It made a quick, violent movement, like it was swatting a fly, and the knife in its hand slashed my wrist open.
“Damn it!” As I cried out, it felt like my voice was tearing through my throat. With nowhere else to turn, I slid my free hand into my pocket and wrapped my hand around my cell phone. I didn’t dare pull it out, but my fingers went over the buttons. Careful now. Slowly…
I tried to remember where I had saved the image of the sigil, and how to open it. Down. Enter. Down. Down…
The Hobgoblin suddenly tensed. It had received orders.
Hoping I had selected the image correctly, I pressed my thumb against the screen.
I whispered: “Ygthas, Child of Sub-Niggurath, Spawn of the Mighty Ones, grant me strength.”
A bright flash. The ground around me rose up, taking the form of a mass of writhing tentacles.
The tentacles thrashed about, blindly slashing at the two of us. The Hobgoblin let out a gargled shriek as one slammed through its forehead. The beast fell on top of me, its brains spilling out over my chest.
A tentacle slammed against my foot. I screamed in pain. I tried to call out to my Patron, to beg Ygthas to call off his spell, but my voice was gone.
Another tentacle slammed against my chest. My entire body went numb.
Darkness clouded the edge of my vision. I struggled to breath.
I tried to move my arms. It didn’t work.
I thought I saw someone move. A shadow or something. Not sure though.
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