January 21, 1938


Disease ravages humanity.

This is a truth, and one that has been with us for as long as there has been an ‘us.’

It is no different in Cross, except the diseases that strike there do not necessarily come from our own world.

On January 21, 1938, a small door was found in the Mathematics Annex of the Cross Branch of Miskatonic University. This door would have fit in nicely in the confines of an elaborate dollhouse. The hinges were made of brass, the wood was polished, and the doorknob was made of cut-crystal.

When Mrs. Grace Wilson, the cleaner for the Mathematics Annex, saw the door, she was fascinated by it. According to witnesses, she crouched down, opened the door, and peered in.

She fell back a moment later, howling with anger and clutching her hands to her eyes. Something had blown into them.

The door closed of its own accord, and within minutes Grace was violently ill. Her vomit was speckled with white flecks and tinged with blood-clots that writhed away on the floor before growing still. Several of the students carried her to her rooms on the school grounds, and her young daughter, Alice, attempted to assist in the care of her.

Within three hours Grace Wilson was dead. One hour after her, the three students who carried her in were dead. By days end, the school was quarantined, and seven additional students and one faculty member had succumbed to the disease. Of those exposed, only young Alice survived.

But those who came into direct contact with her became dangerously ill.

While no one died from exposure to the girl, it was determined that Alice would not be able to live out her days as a free person. She is alive still, in isolation, in a small house nestled upon one of Blood Lake’s many islands.

She has not had any contact with another human for 81 years.

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