In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming. As everyone knows. And in dark and dreadful places on this earth his followers gather to hail His Dreadfulness. And await their horrible destiny.
But what happens to those places when their destiny (*munch, munch ... burp*) is fulfilled?
They remain. Abandoned. Awaiting discovery.
And now one has been discovered -- deep in the wilderness that is rural Russia. See more pictures of it -- if you dare venture into the realms of insanity from which no man returns untouched.