The boundless daemon sultan Azathoth, “whose name no lips dare speak aloud, and who gnaws hungrily in inconceivable, unlighted chambers beyond time and space amidst the muffled, maddening beating of vile drums and the thin monotonous whine of accursed flutes” is manifesting his unspeakbale presence in Arkham. Can three brave investigators—freelance photographer Darrell Simmons, jazz musician Jim Culver, and university professor Harvey Walters—discover what is happening, and stop it before it is too late?
Apparently not.
The Ancient One awakens, and the world is lost amid madness and destruction.