I climbed over the high, chain link fence. The moon cast a pallid glow over everything. It was so bright. The large crater ringed by withered trees was just where I had left it. Not that it would have moved. After years of studying must old tomes and ancient folklore, I was finally ready.
I jumped down, falling for a second before landing on the cobblestone floor. No one knows where the crater came from, but it revealed an ancient place.
I read from the book, and a huge fleshy fist pulled me in. The Ancient One had chosen me.
Not very steamy, but cthulu, which is commonly accepted among our circles.