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Yauheni "Lisonka" Bakanovich

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Adam “Kraetyz” Kratz Gabe Pellizzaro Mik B
Rosiana “rosedragon” D
Larissa Darrah
Petter Nallo
Let me be honest with you all
- my first attempt at GMing
K:DL was a strange one. I
won't go into details, but it
was quite far away from a
classic, slow-burner tone of
the official scenarios, and
more into the wild, pulpy,
shotgun-brandishing, demon-
slaying ride with (almost) a
happy ending. Don't get me
wrong - I dig and enjoy the
tones of creeping horror that
fill the Kult universe, but
what I wanted from that
campaign... was the thing
that got me into Kult in the
first place: Here the humans
- puny, weak, pitiful humans
- can not only dream of their
divine ancestry, but actually
get up there and kick the
eldritch horror’s ass! By
god, my players suffered, but
in the end they felt that
justified feeling of spitting
into the devil's face and
waltzing away... And boy, did
they love it! The horror, the
seemingly unbeatable odds
were in fact... beaten!
Something that does (sadly)
not often happen in our real
lives.
When Ryan passed away it was
something different. The
people who gathered at the
Kult: Elysium Discord server
(me included) were battling,
creating and living the
cosmic horrors on a daily
basis. We were gleefully
discussing black magic,
cannibalism and demon
summoning, but none of us was
ready for what happened to
our friend. Even though I
didn't know Ryan too well,
the whole shock of seeing his
last messages and realizing
he won't be coming back is a
pure horror. And it reminded
us of all the things we were
trying to forget with make-
believe nightmares and blood-
drenched storytelling. So
when Auburney asked me about
taking part in this memorial
project, something moved deep
in my heart. It was yet
another chance to tell that
old hag Death “go to hell!”
Ryan's demise won't break us,
it won't make us forget and
it won't make us stop
dreaming - even if our dreams
are shaded in dark colors
sometimes. I want you, dear
reader, to remember this when
you read through all of those
"little nightmares" of mine:
Real horror always sits just
across the room from you, it
crawls underneath your house
and tugs at your kids’
blankets, but in the end, any
day you live, breath, write,
play, and think is another
"fuck you" to this
(seemingly) unbeatable
monstrosity. And this bullet
into its hideous skull...
It's for you, Ryan!
 writhing
e with the e
The creatur ifts the mask from th cold
tent a c l e s l plie s i t s
d gently ap the
pedestal an ce to the place where Bloody
ivory su r f a lf a fa c e .
agined itse s of
creature im running from the eye omes
tears start hile the creature bec
the mask, w iliar…
someone fam

“Those eyes, lips, th

You’ll make a fine ad e silk of your hair…
glass falls from your dition…” He smiles as the
the soft carpet. “... numbing hand and onto
finishes, just as you to my collection,” he
carpeted floor. follow the glass to th
e

You check every

night. There's shop at the mall before clos
just that creepy ing
Its door is stil
l antique toy stor for the
found. You step op en bu t the owner is no e left.
wh
flashlight, when in, lighting the way with yo ere to be
open their eyes all the strange dolls jolt ur trusty
shutters fall do and turn your way. Behind yo to life,
wn with a clatte u,
with them. r, leaving you the store
alone

Bullets don’t work, John.

This village is blessed.
God protects us!

open
m a l l y . W h e n the doors
ves nor the emerald
that
huttle arri n
The space s ut steps out, holding on after ovations tur
the a s t r o n a he s u n . S o ver t h e
hter than t hear them o
shines brig The astronaut can’t
to screams. his new god.
laughter of

A young girl walks through

the WWII memorial alone. She
reads the names of fallen
veterans with a slight latin
accent. When she leaves, the
buried dead start to stir.

The train rolls

The doors don't into a sleepy American town
workers force th open on their own, and when late at night.
mutilated corpse em open all they find is de the station
stump in his cl s sits a single naked man, ath. Among the
holding a bloody
long… And a man utches. “We were riding on th
has to eat…” is train for so
 The old hanging tr
far out into the ee
wilds was long
forgotten. When th
chemicals from th e
nearest factory e
reached its roots,
however, new corp
began to show up, ses
hanging from the
tree’s branches li
in the old days. ke
burni
candles are
“Okay, the ssed salts! Fred, br rgot them?” Behind
intact… Ble do you mean, you fo creature they harbor
quick! What andle flames and the
them, the c the circle.
step out of
The man in a
butcher’s apron
throws a hunk of
bloody meat on a
freezer floor. “Eat
up!” he barks. The
sound of the closing
door is muffled by
the loud scratches
of frozen nails and
clattering of sharp
teeth.
The knight bo
before the an ws
statue, its chgel
pierced by th est
Blood drips fre sword.
wound in ston om the
onto his head e and
knight slowly . The
off his helmet takes
fills it with and
The process is blood.
painfully slow
he can wait… , but
Naked old hags dance and
make love before the
abandoned church in the
far reaches of rural
Russia. When the full
moon rises, they fall on
their knees before the
autistic albino boy
bound to Saint Peter’s
cross.
is
n g , t h e c h alk circle
salts
ing in the
“One little
good to go” prick and you’re
her little says the doctor to
goes right patient. The needle
red liquid into the vein and
syringe. Wh starts filling the
the doctor en the boy leaves,
brighter an smiles even
into her re d injects the blood
al client.
“What else do you wish,
oh my Lord?” asks the
woman, dropping onto her
knees near her dead
children. The angel
before her doesn’t
answer, but directs her
to the last bottle of
bleach with its many
eyes.
This is exactly why she
became a coroner. She
saws off the top of the
skull and pushes her
fingers deep into the
dead madman's brains.
Sigils carved into his
brain tissue light up
like a Christmas tree.
 g under one of
e mayor drops the bag into the hole du tor continues
Th corners. The excava
the construction site hole is no more. “What was it you
its job and soon the u ask, sharing your last cigarette
dropped in there?” Yo it obvious? It was a newborn to
with him. “Oh, isn’t te, of course!” answers the mayor in
guard the building si
a cheerful tone.

You yell at the guy, hasn't he had enough

yet? He’s lying in a pool of his own blood,
half of his bones are probably broken. So why
is he laughing?? Why is his blood… black? Why
doesn’t he just die?

“Daddy, there’s a monster und

screams your youngest. “He's er my bed,”
only one hand!” I see a slightgot no eyes and
the bed “He says not to tell movement under
scared!” I tell her that she you , but I’m
bed tonight and she gleefully can sleep in our
room. Now, how did this blind run s out of the
fucker manage to escape the one -ha nded
cellar again?

You spot an incident along the highway. Two

bodies lay atop each other in a pool of blood.
The crushed car’s lights flicker in the dark.
When you stop to help, or at least call an
ambulance, one of the victims twitches, stirs,
and starts crawling towards you. He hisses as
he drags his limbs across the asphalt.

e bunker, As the wretched

Before leaving thtt le son creature disappea
you help your li
s. One into the forest, rs
with his gas maskother for can’t help but wo you
for his face, an what did it mean nder -
the neck. “The first thing by
see back home”? you

to steal that idol

You realize now that it was a bad idea shop owners in the
from the museum. None of the seed y pawn
you fall asleep with
city want to take it from you. When your dreams take you
this damn thing on your nightstand, Ocean. The idol is
to a lonely island deep in the Pacific clif f and throw it
there too - naked people gath er on a
disappears under the
into the sea. Shortly after the idol ing to their death.
waves, one by one they follow it, jump only question on your
You wake up in a cold sweat, and the damn thing?
mind right now - how to get rid of this
 She always loved squeezing
guilty pleasure of her. Whe her pimples. Little
she found a way to indulg n the doctors forbid it,
e her “hobby”. The girl in
her basement, the one tie
d to
Oh, only fast food and cok an old water pipe?
e on her diet now.

howls in
The ghost wails and yellow
rage as worker s in
wn he r ol d house
jackets tear do ere its
and fill the hole wh be with
basement used to
that her
co rete. She knows and she
nc
l th er e,
bones are stil until
won’t stop screaming them.
somebody fi nd s

Now listen, ma'am, and listen well.

I’m not fond of the idea to stick
these coffin nails into your child’s
palms either. But I'm afraid I've got
no other choice if he keeps climbing
the walls like that.

“This factory wa
s
simple laborers, built on the backs of
protest leader cr like you and me!” the
ie
that it was true s. Little did he know
there, and they - they are still down
are not happy wi
th all
this ruckus.

We hid from the

daylight in a small
cave. Me and my good,
reliable friend. I
blocked the cave’s
mouth with a huge I’m a fairy you
boulder and went to know! Do you
believe in
sleep. The first thing
I saw when I woke from fairies, child?
my long, comfortable Of course you
slumber, was my do! Now invite
friend's skeleton me in and show
me where your
still clawing parents sleep!
desperately at that We’ll play a
boulder. little prank on
them!
 your
Come on, baby, go hug ks,
father. I know he st in
but the embalmer wasn't
available this late.

your
She believes thatbe tter When rioters broke in
skin would look that the El presidente’s to
on her. You ha te
r. mansion all they foun
you agree with he was the tyrant’s shed d
skin, his bloody
footprints leading to
broken mirror and a
crimson letters writ
on the wall nearby - ten
will be back” “I
They went into
the sewers just
as they were
ordered. The
guard dog was
down there,
tangled in web.
Spider web, they water
We drowned the guy in the h of a
assured the collector. Was n’t muc
chief, swearing corner
hassle. Now I sit in the d and
none of them were of my room, gun in han
in my
drunk. There was half a bottle of whiskey the
another web stomach. Sti ll dri nki ng
cocoon near the f. The kit che n fau cet
other hal kin g
dog too, and that is dripping, and every fuc
one was much "I' m bac k"
drop seems to scream
bigger… in his damn voice.

nd
loses behi
The door c ts. Your
your paren s you and
granny hug Oh! You smell
whispers “ child…”. Why
so sweet, other look so
did your m he left?
sad when s y visiting
You’re onl lidays,
for the ho
right?
 l kill everyone on
"Don’t worry - the curse wil e done it already
that photo you gave me. I’v
sold the curse to
and it works." The idiot she tion, holding the
didn't realize his own reflec e in the mirror.
camera, was plainly visibl

The monster says

nothing - just
smiles and opens its There were no
long coat before treasures in the
you. The darkness chest, just the
beneath hides a curled up
thousand screaming remains of the
souls, trapped the previous
same as you will be. treasure hunter.
That, and his
nail markings…

Dog returned in the morning. A little dirty and

a lot more hungry. That was the third time I
buried it.

“Answer me, or I will torture the

person in the next
room,” he said. I couldn’t help but
lau
no friends, no relatives, no one gh - I’ve got
What’s some stranger’s suffering I care about.
to me? Then came
the pain. Overwhelming, sharp pai
could not even scream. “Looks lik n so horrible I
e the guy in the
next room said the same,” he replie
d.
Late at night driving down an unnamed highway,
you decide to rest at the cheap motel. Don’t
worry - there are no roaches there. The owner
feeds them to his possessed daughter, locked
up in a cellar.
 prayed day and night
When the sun disappeared we fourth day God heard
for it to come back. On the ed on the horizon and
our prayers - the sun appear
al midday place above
quickly climbed to its usu t was unbearable, but
our little village. The hea urn. It’s been four
we still celebrated its ret ed another inch.
days now, and it hasn't mov

“So what exactly do you think

drove you mad, my dear
friend?” the doctor asks
calmly. The patient lifts his
head for the first time in
months and starts singing his
incomprehensible chant. Soon
the doctor joins him.

The book can’t be read

can see through its pa by mortal eyes, only the blind
meant to understand it ges. The sighted were never
have a choice… s mysteries, but, well
, they do

s rifle,
He checked hi military
polished his to sleep, The roads
knife and went tomorrow say “Hellide did
knowing that would miles”, d - 100
was the day he at insect it? So wh idn’t
finish off th stard for at d
worshippin g ba you expec id
e police t?
good. When th artment
opened his ap ter, none
door a week la hold their
of them could could've
stomach. Who were able
known roaches into
to turn a man
this...

You knew the rumour - a

desolate truck stops. Stihighway slasher, stalking
the
ll, you weren't too worrie
as you parked your car for
odds that there were two a short rest. What were d
of you? the

ued
be mu se d as th e student contin not
Eligos watched ward. Perhaps her fate would
mplex n in her
painting her coed, had she paid more attentio crooked
have been seal udies. The pentagram was just rough.
geometry st m step th
enough to let hi
 , darling,”
“Enjoy the stew dy, swiping
said the old la
on the cutting
what was left pot and finally “Am I d
board into the anddaughter's asks. “ reaming?” he
letting her gr I’m dre No, this tim
stump go. spider- aming,” the e
softly. thing answer
s

ay the
b e f o r e I wake - I pr him say it
“If I die, l to take.” I heard you see,
Lord my sou e going to sleep. So re his
right befor udge, I only made su
honorable j rue.
wish came t

His therapist had

him to steel hims told
elf
and stand up to hi
bullies. Dad's sh s
was the steel. otgun

at the
c k y o u p icked up e keys to
goth chi old of th
The crazy omehow gotten a h undressed me and
bar had s y synagogue. She its center. You
the nearb o the platform at but neither did
tied me t ason to complain,
had no re in the darkness.
the eyes

There was
go vegetar no way Paul would
thrill of ian. He loved the
en hours wait hunting. The calm
n see on the op movement, ing, spotting
What might a ma a raft, with no
sea? Stranded on t the endless that kille and tapping into
place to look bu e loved how r instinct. He
te deep, and th fear when they screamed in
sky, the infini where the two they saw h
distant horizon s to his mind? His im.
meet, what come and drink may
worries of food ghts which pay
pale to the thou
keep him compan
y
him visits and h comes only when me
de gave
out there. Deat he is not alone. That du d for a drop
he accepts that 10 gran lood and a
of my b signature.
fucking an idiot not
I'd be that deal.
to take
 Baby witches should be careful which occult too
books they pick up. While the text may be t
labourso me for them to read , the text migh
not think the same of them.

The attic was off limits to guests. Their

questions about it remained unanswered. Rohan
didn't feel like explaining how his friends had
gotten used to his scent, but might not
appreciate strangers visiting them.
 ur
and over to open yo
You were told over beyond the physical
third eye, to see rld's hidden wonders.
and discover the wothem all. No one ev
er
Now you have seen close your third eye,
taught you how to y wished they had.
and you desperatel

I’m so sorry! I know, I know - I left

you behind and I shouldn't have. I
needed to get home, though. You know
my dad would've beat me bloody if I
was late. I didn’t think you'd just
stay down there.

It turns out your

body, not just yo consciousness lives in your whol
ability to scream ur brain. After a while you lose e
at all, really, bu, struggle, or in the
t fact do anything
Live? Survive? Ex yo u still… What do yo
u call it
start feeding on ist in there somewhere. When the ?
yo
savor the experien ur carcass, what remains of yo worms
ce through every u can
nerve yet devoured
.

She sings lullabies

to me, my dear,
dear mother… I put
her out of her
misery, yet she
still sings to me
every night.
uman
at yo ur li fe is like The Trsturbate
Afraid th ird - ma
pected, get we ll a
Show? Get unex your dog in a bathtub, ki l be
in public, draw the ratings drop, they’l e
loved one. On ce r to repl ac
some other acto
forced to find n't worry about what comes
you, right? Do worse than this, right?
after. Can't be

For years Corey hate

only by victim coun d that mass murderers were rated
adjust for spree du t. He always thought you had to
introducing a “victiration. All his atte
mpts at
the article were bl m per minute active” column into
didn't mind — he ha ocked by Wikipedia editors. He
his point online du d a lot of free time for arguing
power plant. Beside ring his shifts at the nuclear
idea for about as los, he'd been toying
ng… with another
 “We found
here.” The her body An old lady in Växjö moves
put a smal detective from one house to the next,
map. Then l X on a each year a new home. No one
another X he put knows why, but the families
and anothe nearby, who move in after her might
another… r one, and have some stories. She smiles
and waves when you pass her,
but leaves her old dens cold
and unwelcoming.

rn up
wi th ou t so unding too to leather
boss said black
“Sadly,” the ing back into his enormous e position.
about it, le an one avai la bl
“we have only al and
office chair, you are equally profession ons to the end
Since both of see no other way…” He moti ait your
determined… I where two baseball bats aw
of the table,
decision.
We thought it wa
burns. Entire sq s radiation
ni st er , si r. and way too fast uads died,
“Pri me Mi collapsed on th . They
be
Please. There has to around us, stut e road
some other way.” The locked gargled across tered and
secretary's gaze is ng and shot themse radio comms,
ng er , ho ve ri
on hi s fi
“Oh, escape the agon lves to
over the red button. d other safe inside the y. We were
sweet child. We trie the drive away, flee tank, could
ways - the chipping, e 5G and get somewher the base
mark of the beast, th an e
ywhere else. Th else,
psy-waves, even that nity is days ago. We st at was
dreadful virus. Huma Only left the tank. ill haven't
just too stubborn”. red show up every da More bodies
th e bl in ki ng
now, in
e still moving, bu y. Some are
light of the silo, sh impse think they're al t I don't
manages to catch a gl ’s ive.
of the prime minister
black onyx horns.
he was
pl ai ni ng to th e little boy whyt, he
ex as
It was difficult were hunting some dangerous be s uncle sat
with th em . Th ey bl ac k oa k, hi
they reached the re they
knew that. Once d to put it simply. The creatu told not
him down an d tr ie The bo y wa s
scent of virgins. they
hunted loved the t the ropes which bound him -
to complain abou r very long.
wouldn't hurt fo

The fire finally reaches the

magician’s tied-up body. He doe
scream or flinch - he simply opesn’t
mouth wide as dozens of black ns his
butterflies emerge from the dar
inside him. Finally free. kness
 Something isn’t
The fetus should right!
have teeth! It n’t
shouldn't chew on
umbilical cord! its

Please, bleed on the

screen to complete
the registration
process.

Future sight is a
blessing. It's an mixed
e where uncomfortable feel
There’s a plac ch ildren watching a man get ing,
all murder ed
he av en nor who will be direct elected
go. Not , to responsible for th ly
hell - a cage ath of thousands, hund e deaths
keep their wr om the thousands. At leas reds of
sealed away fr know when he'll be t you
living. next, and where. Yo alone
how to get there. u know

on the windowsill of
Each night new scratches appear The old man draws a
the lonely cottage in the woods.
he doesn't have much
new pentagram on the wall, butprays, that he'll die
more blood to give. He hopes, inside.
before the forest makes its way

I know you want the parasites, as you call

them, out
of your body. Yes, I hear you, you have a lot
money, I don't doubt you can pay me. You can' of
the payment from the Great Conclave of Grav t match
They want the parasites to stay in. e Worms.

dear…” My voice was

“It’s so lonely in here, to hold back the
trembling, but I managed while. “Stop calling
tears, just for a little . Silence… Her voice
me, granny, you’re dead!”
just wanted to give
comes through again. “I heard you’ll be coming
you directions, dear. I
over tomorrow night.”
 Drink your juice, honey. The
police
will be here soon, and we
want to leave you behind whe don’t
n the
mothership takes us.

y as she starts
“Stop it!” I cr my pants. “It’s
unzipping be,” she
unnatural!” “Mayag ain, so
then
whispers, “but gging me up…”
was di

"Three nuggets of wisdom for you

, kiddo. First
- there is an afterlife, after all
. Heaven is
real! That was the second one. The
Well." Your uncle's grin widens, third?
skin cracking
at the seams. "You're not in hea
ven."

If you just un
promise to forg lock the door
near hot enough ive you. The fi honey, I
re isn't
Open the door, to burn me alive, anyway.
and I'll show
you how to
do it properly
!

said
“But daddy... you can’t
that… th at th in g
you
hurt us. Why are say
crying?” “I di dn ’t
but
it CAN’T hurt us, are
usually ou r te ar s
it. So
enough to satisfy ees and I smiled to myself in
get on your kn ng!” a mirror. A moment
start fucking cryi later, the reflection
smiled back.

I got used to be
the last man aliving
Put my guard downe.
That's what they .
had
been waiting for…

The creature
darkness, clut screamed as it disappeare
infant. “That’ ching in d into th
s it? We won? its claws the limp, bloo e
so.” The ma ” asked the dy
find three mo n answered, exhausted. “B woman. “I think
re to give it ut
before the ne we'll need to
xt full moon.”
 say
s cu lt wa s byzantine, to
to hi s,
Initiation in ad the Bible aloud backward ck Obama
the le as t. Re of Ba ra
fo re th e wa x figure l. No one
prostrate be and kiss the Fremont Trol dging
,
at midnight ere he got the idea, bu t ju
d work.
knows from wh ng and raving, it really di
by his giggli

Finally! Your parents are asleep!

Now turn on the gas and we’ll be
best friends forever!

Relax. It doesn'
hurt you. Suffert want to
the meat. ing spoils

n’t tell anyone

“Let me go! I wo even my parents!”
about this! Not sked woman smiled
The robed and ma d she held before
down at the chilu think brought
you
her. “Who do yo
here?”

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