At the Mountains of Madness
“ I could not help feeling that they were evil things - mountains of madness whose farther slopes looked out over some accursed ultimate abyss ”
A tale of terror unlike any other. The barren, windswept interior of the Antarctic plateau was lifeless or so the expedition from Miskatonic University thought. Then they found strange fossils of unheard-of creatures, carved stones tens of millions of years old and, finally, the unspeakable, mind-twisting terror of the City of the Old Ones.