ANGST: HYPERPHAGIA
Belgium November 1933
It is a dark and tumultuous time in history. At it’s zenith we find Germany firmly in the grip of the Nazi party, being driven to madness by the hysterically deranged imp Adolf Hitler. No law President Roosevelt tries to pass through Congress in the United States of America will stop the Dust Bowl (especially not with Bonnie & Clyde still on the run) and the monolithic human figures on Easter Island dominate the news and cast doubt in everyone’s mind about our shared ancient history. In response the British turn their gaze to the stars by founding an Interplanetary Society.
In Belgium, King Albert I changes his last name from ‘Saxe-Coburg-Gotha’ to ‘House of Belgium’ to hide his German roots, as did ‘The Windsors’ in the United Kingdom. Meanwhile the country still greatly benefits from their chokehold on its African colony known as ‘Belgian Congo’. Pope Pius XI scolds all Catholics on their habits of procreation while turning a blind eye to the world that is surely heading into another World War.
Posthumously, the last work of the once so vital poet D.H. Lawrence is published;
There is no port, there is nowhere to go
only the deepening black darkening still
blacker upon the soundless, ungurgling flood
darkness at one with darkness, up and down.
REST IN PEACE VICTOR VAN DER BERG
✵ 08/03/1856 - ✟ 28/08/1933
Three months prior to tonight’s proceedings the wealthy Flemish industrialist Victor van der Berg was laid to rest by his family. He has left behind a wife and three grown children. Mr. van der Berg was born in 1856 in an upper-class banking family from Brussels and had throughout his life invested smartly in factories in Belgium and abroad. Not only was he an icon in the industry; he was also a scholar (having received a doctorate in history from the Catholic University of Leuven) and a well-loved patron of the arts. Mr. van der Berg succumbed to a sudden illness at age seventy-seven at one of his residences, after having received last rites.
In Mr. Van der Berg’s last will and testament it was stipulated that the will be read exactly three months after his passing on November 22nd, 1933. This will be done at a soirée hosted by the dearly departed’s family. The contents of this last will has been hotly debated and have been kept secret at all costs. Invitations have been sent out, tableware has been polished and flowers have been ordered.
If you are reading this you might be interested in attending this soirée as a grieving family member, an old friend of the deceased or a mysterious outsider who somehow received an invitation. You could be a mundane citizen, an imposter with a secret agenda or even a person initiated into the occult.
Do you dare to find out?
“Bunch together a group of people deliberately chosen, and you have a practical guarantee of dark morbidities expressed in crime, perversion, and insanity.”
H.P. Lovecraft