“The ritual worked,” Eunice stated. “I consumed Mr. Friendlyman . . . and every ghost he has ever eaten . . . and every ghost that the worm fed on as well. I am all of them, Orville. All and more. I’m Cthulhu and Yog-Sothoth and Shub-Niggurath. The Old Ones live through me, by me, with me. I am them and they are me!”
