The following passage is a sample of the madness.
"I'll give you ten seconds," said Zirah. His eyes were lit with bright, childlike delight.
He leaned towards Hastur, who was rapidly backing away from the enthrallment on Zirah's face.
Ligur had forgotten about stealth and was fleeing, crashing through bushes and tripping over
"Run," Zirah whispered. Someone yelled behind him. None of them noticed.
The figures of the two demons blurred and vanished.
The problem with this Earth, Zirah thought, was that nobody ever let him relax.
He followed them.