Down through the long years many foul things slither and flop forth from Raging Swan Press's Global HQ. Perverted monstrosities best left in darkness gestate and grow in the grim gloom of the decayed UnderHQ. Sometimes these blasphemous things escape their shackles and shamble and stagger forth into the light of the sunlit upper world.
But what new, fresh horror is this?
Fear not, as my foul experiment reaches its terrifying, sanity-shattering climax I will keep you informed of my progress--if I survive my ill-advised doings.