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... time that could be measured in hundreds, thousands, or even millions of years.

Inside an old cabin.

Azathoth lived in a house built in the middle of the desert.

Inside it, two beings lived together.

No.

A man and a goat.

"Where are you going?"

Azathoth responded to Shub-Niggurath's question.

"Someone seems to be calling me."

He reached out and opened the old, rusty door.

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