Prologue

Teufort region. 2Fort. The RED fort.

Evening after another victory.

Heavy, Pyro and Spy are sitting before a round table, having a tea party.

Sasha is right next to Heavy, Pyro has his flame thrower on his laps, and all three have their more compact equipment on their belts or pockets. Just like other six.

Demo is asleep. One hand gripping a square bottle of Rum, and other gently hugging his grenade and stickybomb launchers.

Sniper is smoking watching over the room, with his rifle on his back.

Scout and Soldier playing rock paper scissors.

Medic and Engie sitting before the desk, chit chatting and performing maintenance on their equipment.

Just another evening, when it comes to victories.

At the same time. Finland. Somewhere in the woods.

Merasmus was visiting an Annual Gathering of Eldritch Existences... hosted by Santa Claus.

- Ho, ho! Merasmus, haven't seen you since last year! We don't really meet much nowadays do we?

- Yes Claus, long time no see. My head is spinning right now, and I has no idea on how to deal with... some fools.

- Ho? What could've happened over the last year to make you so agitated?

- You do know about Wizard Convention, right?

- Oho! Yes! I remember even going there sometimes, before there were so much people on this bauble!

- Well, once I has returned from there to my home, my ancient Castle, it was INFESTED with RACOONS! To make Matters worse, they were the ONLY racoons in the whole county, so it became a NATURE RESERVE as well! And guess who was put in charge? THAT mumbling, STUPID IDIOT! Soldier! Who was ALSO the one who INFESTED the place! Ahh... Merasmus got SO angry that my soul left my body, and while I was arguing with the soldier, he snapped the neck of my body. Luckily, I already have found another room. Although, I am STILL FURIOUS AT THIS IDIOT!

-Oh, ho, ho... Maybe you should ask someone here for help. I don't think I can though. Oho! Hello! He might help you Merasmus! And I think I will go now.

Santa Claus promptly left the two.

Merasmus turned around, and saw it. The one indescribable and unimaginable.

- Cthulhu? Ahh, long time no see! How have you been?

- Rahtherhh nicesss.

Cthulhu's voice seemingly sounded in Merasmuses head, but he was used to it over the thousands of years of conversing with similar creatures.

- Do you have a way to get rid of someone for a long time?

- Yehsss. Hafffe you tried sssendinng them to a placess that is outside of ssssolarrr syssstem?

- I don't think I can. Could you assist me?

- Suhree, ohld aquaintance... Hold one of theesse, and concentrate on the image of the tahhrget. I shhahll do the rhesst...

Cthulhu extended a couple of tentacles towards Merasmus, who immediately gripped onto one, and imagined the image of soldier as vividly as he could.

*SHLOSS*

Two rather big tentacles immediately swung towards, presumably, the west.

- Iht isss done.

- Thank you for your assistance. What exactly was it?

- A throough-dimehnsionahll rifft. All lihving beings around the target will fohllow him through the rift, somewhere ehllsse within ouurhh dimenshhionn.

- Oh! Fantastic! I hope you will enjoy your stay as much I will.

Back at the party.

- PAPER!

- Scissors cut paper pal! I win! I ALWAYS win!

- Ugghhh!! DAMN YOU MERASMUS!

RIft opened that very moment, and all nine people got sucked into it, along with the things they were holding.

- - - - - - - GHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!

- Eugh?..AAAAAREAEAEAEAEAAEEEEAAAAAA!!

- MUFFFUFFFFFFF!

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