The consciousness of Nyar’Ka’Shaggonon waited in the clear ovoids. The last chance for the ancient god’s rebirth required only that the “eggs” be submerged in water. The monster would be reborn and conquer all humanity once more.
Then Mary-Lou Halbeck found the ovoids in the attic. A plan hatched.
After eons of waiting, Nyar’Ka’Shaggonon smiled. The time was nigh.
“I call the table, ‘Hope’,” said Mary-Lou to her husband. “Those beads matched the sea shells perfectly.”
“Glass tables though?” said Howie. “They break.”
She shook her head. “It’s made of adamantium and transparent aluminum. It should last…forever.”
Written for the Friday Fictioneers: https://rochellewisoff.com/2019/01/09/11-january-2019/
If you’re unfamiliar with one of the great masters of horror, H.P. Lovecraft, you really should read his work.