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Many of these renderings were made after a long, restless night- or in some cases, while I was still asleep.
| From what I remember of Shoggoth Master, right before he blew up. We were trapped in some hideous goo, and unable to escape. That was when he shoved the rest of our party into the goo, and began to show his true identity. Mitchell was quickly consumed. He was a bit unnerving to watch. |
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 | Rendering of the mask worn by the High Priest of the Cthulhu Cult. Or, it's his face, but I don't even want to consider that. |
 | A possible vision from the Dreamlands. That, or some dark recess of my mind that I haven't yet come to terms with. |
| This one's just a doodle. Nasty looking bugger, isn't it? |
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 | Believe it or not, this is what Tammy Brownstone looked like that last night of the Brownstone case. Not a good night, as I recall. |
 | Drawing of the Grappler after the first encounter. We got a real good look at that thing before it ducked back into its tunnels. ZONC wanted to call it "The Handy Beast." I used my annual veto to bat that one down. |
| After my first encounter with a Gug in the Dreamlands, I drew this picture. In retrospect, I didn't really capture its ferocity or capacity for drool. |
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 | This was drawn at one of the lowest points of my life. It represents the sad state a man can be in if he lets himself. |
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