Gerry quickly reads over the journal, reminded of--- any number of statements, honestly, feeling his stomach sink a bit.

"Well, that can't be good," he remarks casually, severely downplaying his own worry. Then--- record scratch, wait, rewind. "Hold on, you guys said you--- destroyed Shub-Niggurath? I mean, in the world I came from, Elder Gods are just stories that were all written by a guy who was a bit of a tit, but they're described as being--- you know, pretty serious threats. And very old. How did you do that?"