I live a normal life, have a normal job, I think, and have a normal house until today. It started on my way to work. I heard a weird sound, like something rampaging through the streets of Chicago. As I got closer, I started thinking about my job. But what if I was I charge? I would give pay rises and fun jobs…BANG. My train of thoughts got broken when a giant Cthulhu crashed the street in front of me. I was the only survivor of that attack and the only one to tell the tell.