*Trysk walks into his room at Leilon arms inn and notices a book placed on his bed.. a book that was never there before. He notices that a metal ‘Z’ is attached to the cover. He instantly realises that it must be Zeos’s. He slowly walks over to his bed and picks up the book. * Opens the page and a voice suddenly comes from the book.
“If you have managed to open this book you must be Trysk, if you’re not Trysk, BOG OFF!!” *the voice ends* you see writing appear on the page and begin to read it*
First entry
I have been told that I created a potion to make me forget. Forget a period of my life that it seems I do not want to remember. What that was, I do not know. I have found that my arm is twitching every one in a while. Bah! I believe that potion I made has side affects I did not know about….Only time will tell.
Second entry
The twitching is getting worse. I am beginning to lose control of my arm now and then. I believe something is happening to my mind…
Third entry
I have been able to keep myself generally controlled up until now. I spent this evening with Aleister and Acacea. I have rented a room from Aleister. Hopefully, if I get worse …I can hide myself in my room.
Fourth entry
I have gotten a lot worse in just a few days. I spent the time hiding in my room. I finally decided to go back out. I thought that if I stayed active it would just go. I made some arrow heads for Tedulas. I couldn’t stop myself from twitching. The arrow heads look off, but he did not appear to notice.. I’m not sure if I can keep this up for much longer…
Fifth entry
My mind is retreating to within myself. I’m starting to lose control of my body...And mind. I hit Acacea...I’m sorry shrimp. I’m losing control for short moments of time..
I fear it won’t be much longer until I lose my mind completely
Sixth entry
*the writing is wild, as if scribbled. The once earlier elegant writing has now been replaced with scribbles.* I cAN’t control it. My mInd cAnnOT tAke it muCh loNGer…
I caN’t tAke it mUch lONger. I believe I wiLl be lYing dOrmaNt InsiDe oF mY MiNd.. FaReweLL TrYsk. EvErYonE…..BAH! Try nOT to dIE before I restore mY mInd. I’lL lOok forward tO WatcHing. * the writing deteriorates further*
I dOn’T have much tIMe, I mUsT hIde tHis boOk… *the writing ends and another voice message begins*
“T…T….T….Trysk! Y…You…must not…let any….anyone who….y…you do not… know…. See..o….o…or read thi…..this book. *you hear a groaning noise and Zeos screaming….then all goes silent…………*
