Dark tomb below the ocean deep, sleeps the beast of hellish creep. Slow his sunken maw will gape, swallowing all who can't escape. 'O the dark 'n mighty God of Sea, hides a piece of the first Antekey. Should it be found in Blackwood's home? Lost ashore in Eldritch foam? It takes the form of precious pearl, deep below where the Black Tides twirl.

What a week. What a week, indeed. I must congratulate No. 6, 17, 35, 44A, and 62 on a well-served order. No. 6 and 17 were able to shut down the secret A23 based below the Hollywood sign taking out Lab A23Z-LAZP 01-13. Unfortunately, per KW's letter, she would have been the only survivor of this horrid affair.

That is a big ass skeleton. Pardon my language. I'm not sure how No. 1 expects me to contain such a beast, though the area around the power station does offer some options.

Strange things about lately, huh? It could be Mercury entering into Pisces, perhaps things have always been this strange, and we haven't been able to comprehend them until now. I mean, I can barely wrap my head around all of this as is. And as strange as it already is, I fear it will only get stranger from here.

He thought Detroit had sealed his Fate, by given name of curs'd 8. With their deaths an omen gone, one bird for another sweet, sweet Jean. He thought it wise a Devil's bargain, which cleaved this new world margin. Seek not here, not there, but elsewhere, where dark clouds brood with deep despair. And in the times of End to come, don't forget where you're from.