I’m officially spiking Cyclopean Highway. I really liked the idea I had behind it; mixing pulp fiction, penny dreadfuls, Lovecraftian horror and biker fiction was a lot of fun. But, holy crap, getting inside Vinnie’s head was just disturbing for me. I mean, it makes sense for the character to become despondent and suicidal towards the end of first act, but the story as a whole is just too dark for me to finish any time in the foreseeable future.

I’ll give away the ending: Jack also had a tadpole in him and sabotaged the group at every turn. He was a leader of the Dagon cult that I introduced. Vinnie finds a fragment of the Necronomicon, Jack steals it and tries to use it to open a portal to more creatures. Vinnie manages to hold onto his humanity just long enough to interrupt the ritual, throwing both of them into deep space, where they kill each other.