February 7, 1941


The blast shook the buildings and rattled glass across campus.

It occurred on February 7, 1941, but what the cause of the explosion was, or who was responsible for it, didn’t matter to the emergency crew that arrived several minutes later.

Their focus was on removing the danger posed to the student body was.

All across the Cross Branch of Miskatonic University, dozens of students were celebrating the start of the semester and the subsequent freedom from parental supervision.

The blast, however, dragged them all back to the painful realities of life.

When the student body was on its way to freedom, the emergency crew sought out the source of the explosion.

What they found was a gigantic, headless corpse of what one of the more verbose rescuers described as, “A damned dragon.”

Lying on its side, the corpse was surrounded by a foul white ichor that was so offensive and nauseating, that the rescuers were forced to don protective gear, including the use of respirators to stop the noxious fumes from sickening them.

As the team watched, the corpse broke apart, with huge chunks of pale meat falling to the ground.

Working without pause for 26 hours, the team managed to clear away the remnants of the body in addition to scrubbing the street clean.

A later headcount of students known to have arrived at school revealed that one student, Abraham Kiln, was missing.

Abraham was known as a practical joker, and in his room, authorities found a book open a page describing, in rough, Vogel Latin, how to transform into a ‘bird of destruction.’

Unbeknownst to Abraham, the book was far more literal than he could have imagined.

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