All right, I guess this series is pretty much done for me. Gone is any sort of organic, natural buildup and mystery development. Everything just flies forward by leaps and bounds in this volume, explaining away anything that made the House interesting in the first place, replacing it with dumb crap about alternate universes and a species of people that live "between worlds" or some shit. It is amazing how much promise has been completely jettisoned by Sturges here.
For one, he NEVER explains who people are. People just show up with a lot of general tropes attached to them, and that's meant to be enough for the reader. "Oh, this is a generally evil kind of madman, I guess I've seen enough of those to be okay with this." No. I want these characters to feel like they are unique and matter. Instead, we get really generalized, non-specific descriptions of them.
The Conception: Who knows. Some kind of other-worldly kingdom of evil that wants the House of Mystery for some unnamed reason. Presumably because it came from "The Space Between."
The Space Between: Who knows. Some kind of world that exists where worlds don't exist, and the people who are from there can travel between worlds sometimes, but not all the time, and sometimes it requires blood to do so and sometimes it doesn't, there are no rules, just right, Outback Steakhouse.
Administrator Ceorel: Who knows. Some kind of guy who works for the Conception, but doesn't work for them, because he's set out on his own to take the House of Mystery for whatever reason.
It's stuff like this that just gets piled on and piled on and piled on a plate until we're basically eating a meal made of everything in the kitchen, including the household cleaners. I'm kind of past thinking this series was just having trouble, and into thinking Sturges just doesn't have a damn clue what he wants to do with any of this. I might give it one more volume to right itself, but I don't trust that will happen at all.