I have just reread "AT THE MOUNTAINS OF MADNESS"a dark and wounderouse panorama of Antartic desolation engulfing my mind where a discovery was made that violated the laws of science,history and biology.Here we sit,inour homes,in our offices,tommorow we go back to work,tonight we sleep soundly in our beds,Antartica is real,prehistory is real.What really lurks down there at the bottom of the world?Maybee its best we dont know.But what touched Lovecraft,what thoughts entered his mind?what dark muse gave birth to his stories?Read this tale,then dare you ponder the questions i have asked?