St. Joseph's Church in Trentford has remained closed for the best part of three decades - although it has not, as yet, been deconsecrated. Its closure coincided with the disappearance of the parish priest and a number of his congregation, all of whom participated in black magical rites conducted in a basement beneath the church. Or so it is rumoured.
It is also rumoured that during one such rite, this heterodox group called up a formless shape from some nameless abyss which they lacked the skill or knowledge to put down: something which to this day prowls the nitrous cellars beneath the church, alone but for the bones of those who brought it into this world; something whose mournful howls rise forever upwards, unanswered, through the vast black emptiness of space.
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