Tentacles of cthulhu,

emerge from the abyss,


Surrounding your ship,

taking you below


Crushed by the pressure

of the Water


No chance of escape


Deeper and deeper

your are dragged


away from the light


All is black,

sounds of alien things


Fill your ears,

entering the crypt,


Taken to your resting place,

wrapped in sea weed like sushi


The beast retreats with his prize

to his home where his black heart dwells.

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