Fee Fi Fo Fin

A piece of microfiction inspired by my playthrough of God's Teeth.  He had been imagining the island: blue sky, white sand, the children in their togas, the masked priests and their knives and masks in the likeness of animals - invokers of an invisible power, priests of a hidden god. His mind often wandered there. He had never been, obviously. But he would try his best to construct it in his mind, always resembling something akin to a Greek isle - what he imagined a Greek isle would look like, informed by google images, by the half-a-dozen rewatches of Mama Mia! he indulged (endured) for the woman who would later become his wife when she was in college and he was just starting out flying helicopters. It might have been a nice place. Maybe. But he knew better. Blood rites happened there in service to the horrors he aids The Program in destroying, death was there, hate was there, the children were there too, mute and mutilated and serene, as was the cruelty that molded them. The chil...

Summer, 1968: Jason Moorehouse, a Microbiologist working with USAMRIID, is approached by members of the official Delta Green. He studies the remains of "Aquatic Humanoids" recovered by a Delta Green operation in South Vietnam.  20 March 1980: Aloysius and Susan Gowdie of Brooklyn, New York, suddenly vanish. Their daughter, Amber, is discovered two days later by a truancy officer and relocated to St. Elizabeth's Girl's Home, an orphanage run by the Catholic Diocese of Brooklyn.  26 May, 1980 : Only two months after Amber’s arrival, the Diocese of Brooklyn receives an urgent request from Sister Catherine Pruitt to have an exorcism performed on Amber Gowdie. Priests Casimir Szary and Peter Rozsavolgyi are sent to perform the ritual. During the exorcism, the two priests witness horrific and explicable things, and discover the occult power of "The Shape", a strange bauble worn on a necklace by Gowdie. The exorcism is ultimately a success. Neither priest ever perf...

Introduction In a bleak and harrowing future, humanity persists against the unremitting horror of the Great Old Ones. The last bastion of humanity, struggling with gritted teeth, is known to its denizens, and those unlucky few who have glimpsed it down the lightless halls of time, as TSAN-CHAN.  Many believe Tsan-Chan will be ruled by the Kuen-Yuin, the caste of priest-kings of ancient Mu, invoking the hideous and ineffable powers of the Lloigor and Ghatanothoa. Others believe that the priest-kings merely invoke these powers emptily in prayers and in threats, when in truth their patrons have long since left the barren husk of Earth for other realms. The truly deranged claim the Kuen-Yuin have found, even created, new and hideous god-masters that rule Tsan-Chan.  Tsan-Chan is in a precarious position in more ways than one. Many believe its existence is not compatible with the designs of the Great Race of Yith, who have mandated that humanity must be scoured in a storm of nuclea...