What ancient and forgotten intelligence lurked behind the benign veneer of the now-obsolete kitchen knife set that Mrs. Eldridge had been cleaning house with, her optimism shattered as she observed the peculiar, rhythmic glint emanating from the blades? Each knife, once a mere tool, now pulsed with an unnatural luminescence, carving cryptic symbols into the air, suggesting a communication with forces beyond human comprehension. As she unwittingly cut herself on the polished steel, the whispers of an alien past surged through her blood, revealing the horrifying truth: humanity was but a fleeting flicker in the vast, cosmic tapestry governed by beings of unfathomable power and indifference.
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