You killed Tandi! You bastard! You better get her ghost back in her shell! And keep half of my cast from dropping dead as well. That's certainly an alarming development.

I like how this chapter was the flip side of the previous one, with the tech characters being helped by the occult ones. I enjoyed the robot speakeasy in Detroit (plenty of those left there from smuggling booze in across the river from Canada during prohibition, and lord knows they have some empty factory space as well.) I do wonder how long the Shoggoth can hold all of those disembodied robot spirits though...




That's the most I can ever expect from life.




That would be less worrisome if at least one of those destinations wasn't an island...