The Book of the Names of the Dead? That's the Necronomicon! Deep fried shit pancakes with piss syrup, you've been reading from the Necronomicon?
Yeah, so? What's the big deal?
The Necronomicon! The Al-Azif! The testament of the lost souls of Irem! The document of the devoured souls! It brings madness and eats the mind! Even Sam Raimi only leafed through it a few times!
I don't see what the big deal is. It's not like reading the book has filled me with an unholy rage that only your blood spilling out onto my hands like crimson gloves could quench.
