text: > Go downward
  (first opening the large bookshelf)
  
  If there's a customer who really knows what he's talking about, Jeff brings him down here. He's got the place pimped out mad-scientist style, with beakers and tubes and the like. There's also a carved wooden bookshelf stuffed to capacity with tomes, grimoires, librams, and even the occasional "book." Stairs lead back up to the shop.
  
  On one end of the room, there's a shrine to the Chairman of the Board, the Big C himself, in all his tentacled glory.
  
  > look at the librams
  There are hundreds of books here on all manner of occult topics. Only a few have titles on the spines. Most are bound in some sort of leather, the source of which you don't want to know. Others have ostentatious locks or other hardware to impress upon the reader how badass they (and by extension you) are. Naturally, old warhorses like the Necronomicon are represented, along with some rarer
  stuff. You could CONSULT TOMES ABOUT something.
  
  > consult the tomes about Heart
  You flip through the tomes and eventually find reference to Unktahe. It is the great serpent-like creature revered in antiquity by local Native American groups as the Great Spirit of the Mississippi River. There are details here for summoning it -- yeah, yeah, been there, killed that -- and then a brief discussion of the properties of the creature. Its blood is highly acidic, burning through metal, wood and flesh with equal rapidity. The heart of Unktahe is a source of great power for anyone who might consume it. After the appropriate super-long and tedious ritual, one can eat it and assume the status of Vessel of the Old Ones. Which would be happening right now, if you weren't such a crap cultist.
  
  > consult the tomes about Stu
  The tomes wouldn't have anything on anyone currently alive. If there's anything Mythosy you want to look up, though, they might have something.
  
  > consult the tomes about the beetle
  You search the tomes, hoping that you can find something useful about this creature. Ah, here: it's Van der Wurff's Compendium of Otherworldly Fauna. And it's written in Yuggothic. Awesome. You had to learn that for your binding (essentially your cult mitzvah), but you've read approximately zero Yuggothic since then. Pressing on, you flip around the book until you find a picture of what you're looking for, then translate, painfully: "The Qua'ox is a beetle-like creature from..." blah blah blah, yeah, yeah, how do we defeat it? Oh, there we go: "The Qua'ox, like many predators, is particularly drawn by rapid, irregular movement, like that of potential prey. It is also attracted by the color red."
  
  > consult the tomes about the azathoth
  The books tell you what you remember from Sunday school: Azathoth is a blind idiot god at the center of the universe. Seems like the sort of thing you'd want to worship.
  
  > consult the tomes about the oval
  The Joy of Culting explains that it's a special stone used to immobilize things or people. Once activated, you need only break it to dispel the effect.
  
  > consult the tomes about cave
  Carver's Cave, as you already know, is a natural fissure underneath Saint Paul. The Lakota call it Wakan Tipi, or the House of
  the Great Spirit. It's the Heart of the Great Spirit, Unktahe, which was stolen from the Ark.
  
  > consult the tomes about Ark
  You already know about the Ark of Gl'thub, but consult the books anyway. The Ark, you read, is a sort of mystical puzzle-box, useful as a vault or container for objects of great value, especially those that aren't exactly shelf-stable. To open the Ark, one must press the raised symbols on its surface in a very specific order, corresponding to the procession of the stars on the old Kadathian calendar. In theory, one must be well versed in Mythos cosmology to comprehend this sequence, but in practice, you really just need to visit the Minnesota State Fair at the right time and wait for a dumbass to drop the code. It doesn't actually say that last part.
  
  > consult the tomes about the hastur
  Like Candyman: you're not supposed to say the name, but you've done it plenty of times in the past. I don't think he cares.
  
  > consult the tomes about the arkham
  The Mecca of the Mythos; also home to a famous asylum for supervillains. Your group did a retreat there a couple of years ago. You went mainly for the clambake, and to meet cult women from around the world. "Crazy in the head, crazy in the bed" is the saying, but in practice it turns out to be "Crazy in the head, really violent and dangerous." From now on you're going to stick with normals.
  
  > Up
  This is the front room of Unspeakable Books and Gifts. It's a "magic" shop for the pinks, the rubes who spell magick with a k. They come here to buy healing crystals and novelty Buffy-themed Tarot decks and books about UFOs and accessing their past lives. There's a long display case filled with various mystical knickknacks. There's also a large bookshelf crammed with hokey New Age titles. You can exit back onto the street to the south.
  
  You can see a clunky old computer monitor and Jeff here.
  
  > ask Jeff about the monitor
  "Oh yeah," he says. "That's from the bistro. It was busted, so I tried fixing it. I think it's working now. You could bring it over if you're heading that way."
  
  > go to the south
  You're on Cleveland Avenue outside a magic shop affiliated with your cult, wedged between an insurance agent and a Subway. A faded sign above the nondescript entrance to the north reads "Unspeakable Books and Gifts." A placard indicates that the shop is closed, but you can see that the lights are on. The bistro and Randolph Avenue are back to the east.
  
  Your Saturn is parked here.
  
  Standing out front is a sandwich board advertising an improbable and already completed Back to School sale. Or I should say, "B4ck to Scho l."
  
  > Go east
  You think about hoofing it all the way to Randolph Avenue, but realize that it will take too much time. You'd better drive there.
  
  > Enter
  This is the front room of Unspeakable Books and Gifts. It's a "magic" shop for the pinks, the rubes who spell magick with a k. They come here to buy healing crystals and novelty Buffy-themed Tarot decks and books about UFOs and accessing their past lives. There's a long display case filled with various mystical knickknacks. There's also a large bookshelf crammed with hokey New Age titles. You can exit back onto the street to the south.
  
  You can see Jeff here.
  
  > enter the car
  You get into the Saturn.
  
  > Go east
  Randolph Avenue (in the Saturn)
  You're on Randolph Avenue, which stretches far to the west toward Highland Park and to the east towards the river. The part we're on here is firmly middle class, maybe on the low side. There are a lot of small close-set houses with minimally-tended lawns, pockmarked by the occasional commercial space, including your restaurant.
  
  Your cult's shop, Unspeakable Books and Gifts, is located a few miles to the west. Carver's Cave is to the northeast. That's where you guys originally obtained the Heart, and is probably worth checking out. There's also an alleyway to the southwest. The dining room is to the south.
  
  > go to the northeast
  You take West 7th into downtown, and from there, follow Mounds Boulevard along the river until you reach the edges of Indian Mounds Park.
  
  Mounds Boulevard (in the Saturn)
  You're on Mounds Boulevard at Cherry Street, a little east of downtown. "Mounds," because some Native American burial mounds are just down the road. It's a pretty nice fall tableau here: lots of colorful leaves, the Mississippi River below, acorns everywhere. You hate to think that whatever Stu has planned is going to ruin this.
  The super-secret entrance to Carver's Cave is down the bluff towards the river, and Randolph Avenue is southwest.
  
  > look at the leaves
  When the leaves change here, it's really quite nice, but it's a very short window. When they're gone, the Cities are gray, brown and white until mid-April at least.
  
  > Go outside
  You get out of the Saturn.