Seeing your chance, you charge over to the idol, slam the bottle of everclear into it, before flicking the lighter on.
N̄̈́ͭͥͨ̐̓̽̎ͯͪ͆̾ͦͥ̆͜͏̤̦̞̦O̵͔̤̤͍̤̰͉̤̺͐̀͒̈́̇͆ͩ̃ͨ̀͠͡ͅBut it was not to beAnd that's when the spike end of that scythe comes crashing through your sternum. Pain shoots through every fibre of your being, and you reflexively drop everything in your hands. Including the lighter.
For the plans of the king are manyYou crash to your knees, blood gushing out of the hole in your chest, senses diming. You feel the cold steel blade of his weapon pressed to your neck.
P͔̮͕̰̪̪̬̹͓ͭ͋ͨ̚a̬͚̠̺̻̹͕ͦͥͪ͘͜͢ṱ̥ͪ͛h̺̜̲̱̼̦̒ͭ̓̌́͠e̜͉̬ͥ̆́̐ͫ͂͛̚͟t̳̯̞̬͙̝͚̹̔͐ͥ̑̎̓̊̕͢͝ḭ͉̅̒ͨ̽̌̋́c̷̣̫͓̗͊́͘And they would not be thwarted by an impudent princeAnd then the fluid catches, erupting up the display case, and onto the idol, roaring into flaming brilliance. It's features twist, and melt, and almost screams in agony. As you sink out of consciousness, you see a page from a calendar: July 28th. The seventh month. 287. As you embrace the darkness, you notice the lights come on. How ironic.
And so the Pentient Man destroyed the soul of the bridgekeeperAmbienceThe smelling salts hit your nose like liquid fire. You are strapped down to a gurney, with a spit mask in place.
And laid another third of the bridge in placeYou try to explain. No one belives you.
For the plans of the King are wiseRanting and raving, perhaps truely driven mad by your experience, the truth of what happened that day lies locked within your own skull
And in His infinite mercy, stand to purify us of our sins, with his Blessed AgoniesDays pass. But you will never forget what you saw, no matter how much they try to convince you otherwise
And the Pentient Man was key to these plansAt least it is over, right?
So Sayeth the Prophet Frehorn, Agony 3:16Status:
AgonySanity:
NoneL hand: Nothing
R hand: Nothing
Inventory: 0/0
It is 75 degrees Farenheit
Attire: Asylum gown
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