Cthulhu Macbeth

The company was old. The company was weak, having lost its way. Fear holding it down. Cowardice forcing it back. Once strong. Once great. Having stood too long against the dark and ancient creatures that had existed since before time itself had formed. Leaving them. Ignoring them. Allowing evil to fester and grow in the world. Andrew remembered what had once been. Knew what stalked them. Would face the ancient and nameless monsters that no longer feared the company. Would find the secret and hidden groups of men who conspired against the company and sought the end of days. Andrew wanted the company to be great again. Would go to any lengths to make the dark fear the members of the company once more. Would pay any price. Sacrifice his mind. Give up his life. To make the company whole once more.

Genre . . .
Urban Fantasy Paranormal and Psychological Horror

Setting . . .
The story unfolds in a contemporary urban city and its surrounding rural areas. It explores the psychological toll of confronting unseen horrors and the weight of responsibility involved in fighting them. It questions whether fearlessness is a strength or a dangerous delusion.

Tease . . .
Smell. Tickling the nose. Like compost. Half-baked mud. Rotten apple-cores. Inching forward. Violin faster. Mosquitoes buzzing right behind the ear. Step. Stench of putrefying flesh. Slowly burning. Step. Week-old vomit and bile. More shape than shadow. Darkness in darkness. Shivered. More mass of flesh than body. Partially liquified. Shifting under a thick membrane. Skin. Matted fur. Hair. Tangle. Wet. Clotted blood. Limbs like a spider. Paul threw up. Jason screamed. Andrew ran.