A Small Sacrifice for Knowledge

"Are you fuckin' serious right now?" Whateley asked with a look of befuddlement. "Just because you teach about the occult, doesn't mean you believe in it! Ok, maybe some folks who teach it do, but I was just into the history of it. Never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that one of my ancestors was the the actual offspring of Yog-Sothoth!"

On a seemingly ordinary day, a young man slowly walks the streets of Arkham, Massachusetts; he also happens to be naked and covered in blood. Detective Theresa Gardener is brought in to investigate a grisly crime scene, which is connected to the bloodied suspect, with whom she has history.

This leads to a meeting with a professor at Miskatonic University, where the strange and unusual go hand in hand.

WARNING! Story contains adult language and descriptions of violence and horror. Reader discretion is advised.

So this is my first non fan fiction related story I published on here, although it is heavily inspired by the works of H.P. Lovecraft. Hope y'all like it!