“On the Menu Stains of Madness” • 2



You fool! You attempted to impose rational order on the hostile Void by reading this narrative in linear fashion! Your feeble orderings have attracted the attention of Those Beyond. The veils are ripped away and the flutes of madness enfold you in the music of chaos as the tendrils wrap themselves around you and bear you, body and mind into the maw of Azathoth, where you are devoured.

The Utter and Complete End.

Begin again…