Cthulhu Cave

When I was in the Black Hills a few days ago, I paid a visit to the Jewel Caves, which is the third largest cave system in the world, with more than 177 miles of rooms, corridors, and . . . terror?

While I saw only a tiny portion of the cave, what I did see was disturbing.

Not only did passing through the cave entrance resemble a journey through the epiglottis of a vast, cyclopean subterranean creature, but a great number of the cave formations suggested tentacled beings, or an acrodont with a disturbing number of teeth, or perhaps an alien life-form half-melted and frozen into place.  Some seem to be squatting, as if in gibbous satisfaction, atop a river of ancient, encrusted blood.

When the stars are right, will these antediluvian creatures come again to life, and rise from their tenebrous, Stygian, immemorial crypt to prey upon doomed, terrified humanity, tear us to bits with their iridescent, nameless, nitrous tentacles, and sacrifice our soul-essence to their squamous, unutterable deities from beyond the eldritch boundaries of space and time?