The dream is always the same:
Darkness…You hear a sickening sound like a suction or a bloated sack bursting. Then the chanting in cold, guttural voices: “Ph’nglui mglw’nafh ? R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn…Ph’nglui mglw’nafh ? R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn…PH’NGLUI MGLW’NAFH ? R’LYEH WGAH’NAGL FHTAGN!!!!” Then the darkness fades and you see a black ocean under a sickly greenish hued moon. It stretches as far as the eye can see. A symbol flashes before your eyes:
Then something monstrous starts to come up out of the sea—a horror that you cannot even imagine. You scream. You awake in a cold sweat. The sheets are soaked, and your heart is pounding in your chest. It is the fourth consecutive night you have had the dream. What does it mean? It must stop…or you must find its hidden meaning.