He can't help but think of the man in the hotel, the cultist that they'd stolen their mask from. Arthur had never seen him, but John had. The man was a doctor, practiced medicine of all things, and yet he'd been willing to slit his own throat in service to...
Well.
Him.
He doubts that any of his patients would have believed it.
"It's also possible," John says slowly, "that Nyarlathotep is merely using the appearance of Shub-Niggurath to- to string people along. Repurpose followers dedicated to her for their own purposes." A small snort. "It's not like she'd be there to complain, after all."
cw self harm mention
He can't help but think of the man in the hotel, the cultist that they'd stolen their mask from. Arthur had never seen him, but John had. The man was a doctor, practiced medicine of all things, and yet he'd been willing to slit his own throat in service to...
Well.
Him.
He doubts that any of his patients would have believed it.
"It's also possible," John says slowly, "that Nyarlathotep is merely using the appearance of Shub-Niggurath to- to string people along. Repurpose followers dedicated to her for their own purposes." A small snort. "It's not like she'd be there to complain, after all."