Rollin Nerdy

...and your world is a lie. A horror freed from an antique book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax. Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring its teeth to speak your name, and you can’t escape because it’s inside you.

But don’t despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown façade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Fear is Fractal and your world is a lie.

A horror freed from a secret book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax.  Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring it's teeth to speak your name, and you can't escape because it's inside you.

But don't despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown facade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Fear is Fractal and your world is a lie.

A horror freed from a secret book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax.  Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring it's teeth to speak your name, and you can't escape because it's inside you.

But don't despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown facade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Fear is Fractal and your world is a lie.

A horror freed from a secret book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax.  Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring it's teeth to speak your name, and you can't escape because it's inside you.

But don't despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown facade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Fear is Fractal and your world is a lie.

A horror freed from a secret book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax.  Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring it's teeth to speak your name, and you can't escape because it's inside you.

But don't despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown facade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Fear is Fractal and your world is a lie.

A horror freed from a secret book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax.  Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring it's teeth to speak your name, and you can't escape because it's inside you.

But don't despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown facade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Fear is Fractal and your world is a lie.

A horror freed from a secret book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax.  Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring it's teeth to speak your name, and you can't escape because it's inside you.

But don't despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown facade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Fear is Fractal and your world is a lie.

A horror freed from a secret book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax.  Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring it's teeth to speak your name, and you can't escape because it's inside you.

But don't despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown facade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Fear is Fractal and your world is a lie.

A horror freed from a secret book reverberates through reality, shaking things, reordering them and making them run like wax.  Doors open to endless Victorian hallways where threats stalk the shadows on clockwork limbs, cold metal seeking the warmth of blood and bone. Madness pursues at every turn, baring it's teeth to speak your name, and you can't escape because it's inside you.

But don't despair. There is hope. A King waits for us. Beyond the tumbledown facade of the world, through the twists and tunnels of the human imagination, past the edge of everything sane, the King waits in the country of Carcosa. The place all madmen go. There, and only there, is the answer to everything.

The last answer.

Abigail Laura Wright is missing. A successful commercial illustrator and artist, Abigail was last seen four days ago. The FBI agents investigating the apartment discovered a strange occult symbol which set off alarms with Delta Green. A new team of Delta Green investigators are tasked with discovering the source of the symbol as well as containing any further damage from it.