"What on earth happened... a monster... a real monster..."
Nyarlathotep had regained its composure. That massive, shattered body was gradually fading away. In order to survive, it had torn apart and sealed away those portions of its physical form that contained those particular memories.
It had lost those memories, retaining only a few reverberations, dimly knowing that it had been summoned into a certain universe, and then it had seen *it*—a horror so absolute that even it could not endure.
Chapter 258