Gears of a Mad God: A Steampunk Lovecraft Adventure
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Proper young ladies in the 1920s don't get dirty, and they certainly don't get into fights. But Colleen's favorite uncle has died under mysterious circumstances, and she wants answers. When a sinister cult comes after her, she pushes back - hard. Soon she's running for her life, hunted by the cult of Katharis and aided by a secret government agency. It will take all of her courage, all of her strength, and every steam-powered weapon she can devise to keep her alive long enough to unravel the mystery of her uncle's death. The cult thinks she knows her uncle's secrets. They'll do anything, hurt anyone, to make her talk. But they've made a grave mistake. Colleen is going to take the fight to them, again and again, until the people she cares about are safe - or have been avenged.
really was over. She was going to catch the next ferry to the mainland and head immediately for Toronto. There, she would be spending time with Roland. It was time she thought about building a family of her own, a real family. A life with Roland, far away from mad cults and murderous plots. She said her goodbyes to Carter and left the hospital, feeling optimistic. Uncle Rod's house wouldn't be worth much, but it would be enough to hire a lawyer to handle his estate for her. Lawyers did that,
day. You must have really hurried." Colleen nodded. "Thank you for meeting me. I wasn't expecting it." "Well, anything I can do. Rod was terribly fond of you, you know." Colleen closed her eyes for a moment. She wasn't aware that she'd made much of an impression on her uncle. He had a picture of her? Oh, Uncle Rod, I never had a chance to properly get to know you. "Do you have a place to stay?" Jane interjected. "No. I guess I didn't plan this trip very well." Jane patted her shoulder and
her, a manic grin on his face. Colleen threw herself forward. When the press of bodies in front of her was too much she darted sideways, into an alley. It was narrow and dirty, but free of people, and she ran faster, her long legs giving her an advantage over the man behind her. A man stepped into the alley ahead of her. He was black, and huge, a broad-shouldered man with a gleaming bald head, and he grinned as he saw her. She was running straight at him, and his arms came out from his sides,
didn't send me anything!" Coleen wailed. Carter nodded. "I was afraid of that." "What did Uncle Rod find out? What does any of this have to do with him?" Carter steepled his fingers. "This is a very old cult. They've been around in one form or another for centuries, perhaps longer. They believe some very curious things. They believe in ancient, malevolent gods that supposedly once ruled the Earth. According to their mythology, these gods were banished or locked away. They want to free these
at him. "There are stories from the fourteenth century," he said, "about a book that would drive mad anyone who read it. The book was finally burned and the ashes scattered. There have been other stories. I think your uncle found something like that. Something that was more than the human psyche can bear. The cult knew he was beyond reach then. That's why they killed him." "Killed him?" Colleen looked at Carter sharply. "I thought he committed suicide." "There are many ways to kill a man, Miss