One
The urge came upon me, today I must kill.
I spied my victim standing in the Western Outskirts. It was noon and there were a few others pandering about, minding their own business. I studied him for close to an hour before I approached him. I greeted him with what could only be viewed as friendliness, he seemed over joyed. He greeted me back and we began to have idle chit chat about the local areas of interest.
I turned the conversation toward his place of origin. Toril, he replied. . . The Sword Coast. I knew of the place, I told him, and that I had met others from that region before. I suggested that we retire to the Lady's Rest for drinks and food and he readily accepted.
We entered the Lady's Rest and ordered drinks, I said I wasn't hungry at that time. He said he was, and he also ordered something to eat. I suggested that we head down stairs to continue our conversation and we went.
He continued talking about Toril, at which I was only half listening to him, I had other things on my mind. Moments later he went up to get his food, I waited for a moment before slipping strychnine into his drink. In minute doses, it is a restorative to increase appetite. In greater amounts, it causes paralysis and muscular convulsions, leading to a sudden and painful death.
He returned with a steak and potatoes, which he began to eat and chase down with his drink. I waited patiently, viewing him in much the same way a entomologist would study a insect. He finished and sat back, rubbing his stomach and letting out a soft belch. He seemed pleased with himself for a moment and that's when the strychnine started to take effect.
He fell out of his chair and onto the floor clutching his stomach. The convulsions started upon him a moment after. I quickly took out a small brass bell and rang it. The magic of the bell descended and the area was enveloped with silence.
With precautions in place I continued to watch him squirm. I took out my Lamordiean time piece and timed the whole procedure. Nineteen minutes and he was dead. I waited a moment longer, three to four minutes before cloaking the both of us in invisibility. I drank a tonic of strength and picked him up and proceeded to exit the Lady's Rest.
I traveled with his body for nearly three hours before depositing him in a safe location for later dissection. It was cold here so it should preserve the body nicely. His body could rest here and not be disturbed until my return.Feel my fingers in your wound while my eyes ascend the gloom
Questions wasting all my time - I see your eyes detesting mine
Sick of a life you never had, in dead motion, you look so sad
I could care less if I'd like - I let you go into the night
Is my ignorance my fate, or is my love distorted hate?
Is deliverance my mate or am I sleeping while awake?
Is this place that we call home adorned by devastating foam?
Am I mortal, am I god - Am I brighter than you thought?
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"You are confused aren't you, frightened, but that's alright I can help you. "
"Who is this?"
"I am a doctor, you must listen to me, you have lost your memory. There was an experiment something went wrong, your memory was erased. Do you understand me?"
"No I don't understand, what the hell is going on here?"
“Just listen. There are people coming for you even as we speak. You must not let them find you. You must leave now."
"Hello?"