
The Statement of Randolph Carter
Boston Cemetery - 1919
Randolph Carter and Harley Warren descend an unmarked tomb with a forbidden book; Warren screams and Carter alone emerges - swearing his friend was taken by something that spoke from within.
Harley! Harley! For God's sake, where are you?
R. Carter, police statement
Overview
Harley Warren, occultist and Carter's friend, discovered a sealed tomb in Big Cypress Swamp - or Boston's older cemeteries, accounts vary in copies - and descended with a book not meant for vocal cords. Carter held the lantern above. Warren screamed that something was opening, that Carter must run, that a voice was speaking.
Carter fled. Warren did not return. The statement to police is the seed of every later Carter file: he has always been the man outside the door when horror answers.
Narrative Record
Warren's last words warned of pages that must not be read aloud and of movement in stone that should be still. Carter heard a voice - not Warren's - fluid and vast. He ran; seals held; Warren was gone without grave.
Later scholarship links the tomb to K'n-yan or Yithian caches; Carter's Silver Key arc suggests he was marked then for later gates. The book Warren carried was destroyed or hidden; excerpts match Necronomicon cadence.
Witnesses & Aftermath
Police found no breach in the tomb; Warren's estate declared him missing. Carter was never charged; he withdrew into dream research.
Three similar disappearances near Boston cemeteries 1920–1922 were attributed to gang violence.
Archive Notes
Carter personnel file begins here. Never read aloud from unknown texts in sealed spaces. If your partner screams for you to flee, flee first and mourn second. The voice below is never Warren.
Citation: Miskatonic Expedition Archive. Record STY-124. Access subject to institutional review.
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