"He did not shriek, but the hideous, unholy abominations shrieked for him, as in the same second he saw them spill and tumble upward, out of an enormous carrion black pit choked with the gleaming white bones of countless, unhallowed centuries. He began to back away from the rift as the army of unspeakable figures, twilit by the glow from the bottomless pit, came pouring at him toward our world."
(In the Mouth of Madness, 1995. Dir. John Carpenter.)