Darksol

Maybe its not TOO late. Maybe I can still go back and save myself before all is lost. The wretched artifact beckons inside that hellish box , an object of unfathomable evil just waiting for me to set it free. I resist , but its call now is so strong.

Gathering the last of my strength and willpower to get up and walk away; to call off this utterly insane act ................. BUT maybe I can CONTROL it! Not the other way around! Yes! I need to go back to my preeecioooousss box ...

I just came back from a wonderful week in Hawaii, and there were some packages waiting for me to open when I came back. When I opened this one larger package, I experienced something profoundly EVIL, something so inhuman that a piercing scream under a full moon would not do it justice. I experienced true fear while feeling ice cold with my limbs going numb, my jaw unable to move. Then I felt like I was on fire as if someone had just doused me in gasoline and lit the match. The agony was beyond ...