The Old Ones that keep haunting me

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I couldn't refrain myself from telling this little anecdote about how The Old Ones have been gradually trying to take hold of my house.

Everything started back in the hot summer of 2003 when my Grandmother was incessantly nagging me about how bored she was with those endless hot days (she can't stand to stay too much on the sun, so what she did was to remain non-stop in her small room). That's when I gave her some books to read. It turned out that among this pile of novels there was a collection of stories by Lovecraft. I guess that was the worst mistake of my life!

Before I go any further, I think I should introduce you to my Grandmother. She is a really nice lady, but is obsessed with paranormal activities, parapsychology etc. etc. and shows a rather big tendency to believe in the most inconceivable superstitions. Well, we all know that older people like to believe in something, and my Grandmother being non-Christian (she claims that there are too many Christians in Poland) had to find something for herself to believe.

I think you can figure out yourself what happened later. Of course she enjoyed reading Lovecraft so much that she immediately devoured all his body of work and then she came to me complaining about that she was afraid of how close we were to the end of the world. Up to now, I think there was no day during which she wouldn't mention dreams she's having of Azathoth and other Lovecraftian deities and the worst is that she started to relate every possible phenomena to the influence of the Old Ones.

The next thing she asked me to buy for her was The Necronomicon, and I was getting really worried when I saw her studying it thoroughly for days...

My... What have I done!!!

Yesterday she started talking about the great bulk of magma that is forming itself under The Yellowstone Park which, according to scientists, may result in a great natural disaster by creating a megavolcano (has anyone heard about such a thing?). Of course she blames the Old Ones for this clever attempt at destroying humanity.

To conclude I can only express my deep apprehension at the abominable act I have done as I frequently get the impression that The Old Ones are speaking through a member of my family!!!
 
"God is a comedian playing to an audience too afraid to laugh."

A beautiful quote by Voltaire. I think it is suitable for Alah, Jesus Christ, Ahura Mazda and the lot. Of course, it is even more appropriate for Azathoth, the entity chosen by your Grandmother as her cosmic clown.
 
Azathoth has long been my favourite in the HPL canon.
Lovely account of your grandma above, Slawek.
Made my day!
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Now that is a Mythos story just waiting to be written.

As I've been getting into D.F. Lewis' own "Weirdmonger" of late, I have to say this reminds me of one of the stories I've read in there: "The Hungerers." Slawek's account could probably provide a prequel to that tale....
 
Very funny story, Slawek. Thanks.

ventriloquist is right, that could make for a highly entertaining Mythos story!
 
A wonderful anecdote -- thanks for sharing it. I lived with my grandmother for ten years, in an antient house that still haunts my dreams. I called the house Witch House. & then her brother, my Uncle Russel, moved in with us. He had once been my favourite uncle, but time was unkind to him, and he was looney. He looked like animated death, and thus I called him "Ghoul." Once, I was coming home from work late at night, and I heard this horrid groaning coming from the living room, where Uncle Russ slept on ye sofa. I looked through ye crack in the folding doors that separated the living room from the entryway hallway, and I saw Uncle on ye sofa with his arms outstretched in Frankenstein Monster fashion, and he was groaning like he was in great pain, perhaps on ye verge of death! He looked like he was trying to rise to a sitting position but could not. It was perhaps the moft macabre image I have ever witness'd. Plucking courage, I enter'd ye living room and asked if he was all right. "Oh yes, just doing my sit-ups," he inform'd me. I can, now, no longer watch excercise programmes on telly without shuddering!!:eek:
 
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