They say it had always been there, making itself known in the darkness and shadows. It had waited, patiently. Always knowing that it's time would come. That eventually, someone would dig. For hundreds of thousands of years it had waited. So long that it had become superstition. But it was more than that. It was more than just a scary story or a creak in the night. It was something living, waiting, with purpose. It had never ending patience. Searching for the ones who would open it. For the ones who would ignore the superstitions and stories. It waited in never ending slumber.
When the Hobbs Lane Tunnel project started digging, they found it in the ground. In a time of science the superstitions were ignored. What could you learn from stories about things seen in the basements and cellars? What seemed like an innocuous find became an earth shattering reality, and the hubris of scientists made them blind to the dangers that would threaten the world. Deep in the darkness of Hobbs Lane.