The temple that Eliphas' followers had erected was a large, black structure. It had four struts that linked to the center and a further 4 smaller structures all linked by gothic and warped hallways. Atop the srruts were loathsome ziggurats that seemed to attempt to pierce the soft under belly of the sky. The outside walls were covered in warped architecture, impossible shapes that blurred the eyes and hurt the head to behold. Mutilated corpse were hung skinless from the walls or impaled across the spikes of the dark building. A central cathedral of boroque architecture rose in the center, covered with mishapen and grotesque statues of twisting faces and demonic figures. The sky was blood red as the warp took its foot hold in the marerial plane. What plants tat had grown in the area had either been mutated into pulsating flesh sacs or destroyed all together as the area around the temple became a blasted hellscape of ash coloured earth where no earthly wind blew. Blood hung in the air as did a sense of unnaturalness as if such a building could not exist. Eliphas sat in the cathedral atop a twisted throne while the worshippers bustled through the halls that whispered with the voices of the damned and howled with the sound of torture.