The following story is based on Eternal Darkness: Sanity's Requiem. All characters, with the exception of two are from the game by Silicon Knights and Nintendo. The characters Richard Cale and Yvette Cale are characters from my own stories. ===============================================================

Prelude: Darkness Strikes

Richard Cale was reading a book on the Ancients. All his years, he had studied the occult, and never had he read about anything so horrifying. As he continued reading, he read about four Ancients. The first was Chattur'gha, who appeared to have been a creature that focused on strength and force. Even the description the book had was hideous, with monsterous mouths on it's claws and everywhere. The next one was Xel'lotath, who Richard thought was linked to the problems his wife was having. Xel'lotath's description often included a maddening eye that stared at you. The third one mentioned was Ulyaoth. Many of the texts agreed he was a mind with what looked like tentacles. The texts even said that his mind powers border into very dark magick. Also, those three Ancients had been in a cyclical battle for eons, until they were apparently imprisoned. They had been imprisoned long ago by a being named Mantorok, another Ancient who disappeared long ago. He then closed the book, only to reopen it to the cryptic first page. That was what prompted him to get the book in the first place. He reread the words again, this time aloud. "Richard and Yvette Cale. When you read this, it is important you call. Dr. Edward Roivas." He also noticed the odd border around the page. It took him a while to realize it was the phone number, but now he knew what he had to do.

Richard picked up the phone and dialed the number. He hoped he hadn't acted too late, but something told him that time was running out. Soon, he heard a voice on the other end. "This is Dr. Roivas."

He smiled when he realized he got through. "Dr. Roivas. My name is Richard Cale."

He was surprised when Dr Roivas just said, "Ah. I've been waiting for your call. I take it you and your wife have some unique problems."

Richard was startled by the statement but answered, none the less. "Yes, Dr. Roivas. My wife and I both have problems. My wife says she sees things, but I know she is not crazy. Myself, I don't know how else to explain it, but it feels like I'm in one place, but all of sudden, something changes. It's like a blink of some sorts."

He was stunned when Dr. Roivas just said, "I see. It sounds like something I need to see for myself. You will have to come to my home in Rhode Island." Richard was alarmed now. He and Yvette lived in England. It would take time to get ready to come out. He wondered why it wasn't something Dr. Roivas could come to England for, and he needed to know why.


Dr. Roivas listened as Richard Cale said, "Wouldn't it be easier if you came to England. We have plenty of room here. I could even book your flight."

Dr. Roivas knew Mr. Cale wouldn't understand now, but he would later. He knew that for a fact. He then calmly said, "I can't leave the place for a few weeks. There is something going on here in Rhode Island, that I must attend to. It is better that you come to America. In fact, two weeks from now is best. I hope that isn't an inconvenience."

He was glad to hear that Richard Cale finally agreed. "Alright, Dr. Roivas. My wife and I will be there in two weeks. I look forward to hearing what you think of our problems, and how your research into the Ancients helps us understand."

Dr. Roivas nodded and said, "It will, whatever it is, be solved in two weeks. Until then, have a safe journey." With that, the phone call ended, and he hung up the phone. He looked over at the clock on the table in the foyer. He had not slept that night, due to his reseach into the Ancients. When he had heard the phone ring, he had left the secret study, and closed the secret door. It was now 6:00 AM. By now, his granddaughter, Alexandra, was sleeping in her dorm room in Seattle. He knew what was coming. He had known for a long time. He had been told what was going to happen decades earlier. That was what prompted him to write the book, and sell it. He knew it would find it's way to the library of the Cale's, and they would call. Now, he had made sure that Alexandra would have help in the task that was infront of her. He went back to the library and decided to read over his book again. He looked at the clock again as he went in, and saw the time. 6:30 AM. He had been thinking about everything for a half hour. Not much time was left. He went to his chair and sat down, and began to read.


Alexandra Roivas looked around the strange room. She remembered falling asleep in her dorm room, but now she was in an odd room. It looked like it belonged at her home in Rhode Island, but the door to the room looked different, like an old asylum door. That was only part of the oddness. She was holding a Winchester Shotgun, a weapon she never held before in her life. However she did know how to use it, especially when the zombies started to appear. She didn't know how they showed up, but she knew she was in danger. She aimed at each one, and unloaded one round into each ones head. The results were instant as the heads flew off, but for each one she got rid of, two took it's place. She had only one course of action. She ran for the door. As she neared it, she heard a loud male voice show, "May the rats eat your eyes. The Darkness comes." This scared her. What did it mean? What was this Darkness?

Soon, she heard something behind her. She turned around and almost froze in shock. The image of a familiar person was infront of her. It was like a ghost, but she was sure it wasn't. The figure just looked at her and said, "Remember me, Alex?"

It was then she heard the ringing. She shook her head, and closed her eyes, and then she opened them, only to see she was laying on her bed, in her dorm room. She looked at the clock and saw the time. 3:33 AM. Then she recognized the ringing. It was her phone. Who would be calling her at this hour. She held her breath, dreading what was going to be on the phone. She was still groggy as she answered the phone, "Hello?"

The voice on the other line sounded gruff, but calm. "Miss Alexandra Roivas?"

She started to wake more at that. "Yes. Who's this?'

She was not in too much shock as the man answered. "This is Inspector Legrasse. I'm sorry to disturb you. There's been an accident with your grandfather."

That was all she needed to hear. She took a moment to recover from the news and said, "I'll be on the next flight out." She hung up the phone and started to arrange the flight back to Rhode Island.


Inspector Legrasse waited in the library for Alexandra Roivas to arrive. When she finally arrived. He greeted her and showed her to the scene. It was a grusome scene, but he knew what he had to do. The other officers had done what they had to do, and had returned to their cars. It would be some time until the scene was cleaned up, but he understood why. He looked at the scene and asked the question of Alexandra Roivas. "Is that your grandfather?"

She nodded, as she recovered from the sight as she said, "Yes. He's wearing the family ring. But why couldn't you use dental records. That would have told you who it was."

He shook his head and said, "We couldn't do that because there was no head. This is crazy. No forced entry. The doors locked. It doesn't make sense at all. I'm not sure where the answers are." It was pratially true, but she didn't need to know everything.

She looked at him and said, "Well, you better find answers, because I'm not leaving Rhode Island until I get them." He watched as she headed out. He knew the police would provide a place for her to stay until the scene was cleaned up, but he wasn't worried.

When she was gone, he walked to two officers and said, "Keep an eye on her, and the house. I need to know if anyone arrives to investigate. She might be able to find out what happened." He then headed, not to the front door, but the basement door, as he also changed forms. Instead of looking like a police detective, he now looked like a Roman Centurion. He headed down the steps, and through all the protective measures, back down to En'gha. As he moved down, he said "Soon, it will be time."