“Saw things? Yeah, I saw some shit. I saw men get ripped apart by machine gun fire charging up hills that were just an ‘X’ on some motherfucker’s map. I saw men, women and children stacked roof high look at me like I was a monster. I saw the enemy, knew they had been beaten and I put enough rounds in them to kill every person they’ve ever known.

I’ve seen the faces of the end and we weren’t ready for it then and we sure as shit aren’t ready for it now."

Final words of Sgt. Michael P. Booker, before his disappearance, April 18, 1952.

Call of Cthulhu: Red, White and Blacker than Black

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