What could be worse than Scary Clowns watching you from across the street?

Perhaps Scary Clowns watching you sleep?

Scary Clowns.

It's bad enough when you can see them - but what if they were smaller?
What if they were the size of cats?
Or rats?

"Ooh!" I hear you say; "I would never have thought of such a thing! How ghastly!"

Good job that I am on the case then, is it not?

Well, best to be prepared, that's what I say, and so, in the unlikely event of Tiny Clown infestation, I thought it might be a good idea to set some, er, Tiny Clown Traps. ( Like big Rat Traps, you see. )

So I did.

And guess what?

I caught one of the little blighters!

Only the head though... I imagine the body has scuttled off to grow a new one or something. Heavens!

Doesn't he look surprised!

It looks like some frightful offspring of Clown and Meerkat; at least I'm not responsible for this one!

Although I still need to figure out just where that dreadful Yellow Sign got in...

Still, Me: 1 Clowns (tiny): 0 A fine result!

Off to reset the traps!

Ta ta!

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A relic VIII...

By Tesla, that was odd!

I'm much better now, having stayed away from the accursed thing for a while.
I still haven't received certain arcane objects that I am certain to require, should I intend to attempt to contain the Thing's eldritch power... I do hope my agents are all right.

Until then, I shall avoid the benighted object, and turn my attention to other things I have long overlooked.

You may, then, look forward to a new, more coherent entry in this very journal shortly.

It's about time...

A relic VII...

Argh... where am I?

Sorry, I haven't been feeling quite right.

Oh.

I see... It's still there!

Sorry, did I pass out again?

What time is it- what day is it?? Mmmm... that tastes fuzzy. My tongue? Someone's tongue.

I survived it, so it would appear... I can still feel the infernal thing from here, trapped as it is beneath the mirror.
I must contain it, I nearly have all of the necessary materials...

Did I go off again? It all went dark...

Oh dear, one of my eyes has stopped working again.

I must get up to bed.

I can still feel it- pulling at me.

O gods.

A Relic VI - Revelation!

Oh my.

I can see what it is now!

I was right!
I know what it is! It is-

 The Yellow Sign.

Aaah!
My heart pounds, and I can taste copper.
The mirror seems to be working... it's holding it in a state of confusion.
It sits, quiet, waiting.
But without the wards, this can only be temporary!
I can feel malice in it...

I was a fool! Why did I move it?
I must place it back where it lay... perhaps it will remain dormant until the rest is ready!
I can only hope...

A Relic V

The mirror is ready, and I have steeled myself to what must be done.

The correct mixture has been made, and the runes researched.

It awaits anointment...

It has taken well.

I can only hope this will be sufficient...

I shall use my faithful rubber gloves to move the Thing.

Sadly, I cannot cross my fingers in these!

I can feel it. On the shelf above, it waits.

Now I must wait, until the time is right... not long now- if my researches are accurate...

A Relic IV

I have it- I found the perfect mirror in a dark corner of a charity shop.
There it was, just what I was looking for.
Bought, and brought back.

I haven't unwrapped it yet. Not yet.

When I can... I'll put some pictures on.

I have to consult my recipe list now- the framewood needs anointing, and asap!