At a gathering to decide the fate of Randolph Carter’s estate which has been held in trust since his disappearance the mysterious Swami Chandraputra, who wears curious mittens and enveloping robes, tells Carter’s acquaintances of his ultimate fate. He explains that the key took Carter to a type of higher dimension. There, Carter, on an ill-defined mission (or out of sheer curiosity), travelled strange sections of the cosmos by first meeting with ‘Umr at-Tawil, a dangerous being warned of in the Necronomicon, saying those who deal with it never return.

You know what maybe it is just me who is being to harsh on everything I read now on days because we are yet again talking about another disappointing short story by H.P Lovecraft.

The  plot in this one is super boring probably the worst and most uninteresting short story by H.P Lovecraft so far at least. Ive really had 0 interest for this short story while reading it and my attention wasn’t having it with this short story.

The writing style here is super bad again, which really are slowly stopping to disappoint me because there are more and more of short stories by H.P Lovecraft which aren’t working well with me at this point. 

I give this short story 1 / 5