He called out to me in the night. He called over and over, night after night. At first, I thought it was dreams, and then, I thought I had a mental problem. But it was him, calling, all along. We fear what we do not understand, and I didn’t want to fear any longer, so I sought to understand.
That was the first mistake.
—Daria Patrie, "Tangles," Tomorrow's Cthulhu