You awaken to find yourself chained against a damp and musty cave wall. What you see before you was likely once a man, but his flesh sways and twitches in ways not befitting a natural creature. As he glances at you, several copies of his face seem to project, as if to magnify his speech. Multiple uncanny smiles form in disjointed succession, as the space-warped thing speaks.
“You thought you escaped? What a foolish notion! The Mists are eternal and you are a puppet! A wise adventurer would best research on things that dwell in darkness, lest they be another story of the Dark Powers. In the end, you are all the same. But, a fighting chance is too irresistible to ignore. So, fight on and fight well, mortal. If you were wiser, you could have read onward about the awful things that sprawl and crawl. I was once like you, but then I was chosen to be beyond human. The cosmic eternity takes the worthy, granting them a new story. But first, allow me to do the honor of ending yours.”
Shadowy projections of his hand reach over, to simply touch your forehead. Protrusions and mockeries of the flesh extend from the tainted thing’s arm. The mass plants itself upon your head, as you feel its horrid pull. The force of a thousand realities tries takes your essence. All goes black, the alien void has won.
Author’s Note: I had more planned, I just wanted to space them out instead of cram it all into one post. I’m still pondering where to go next. But, the Stars are Right for… something. And yes, The Thing was one of the inspirations behind The Paradox. But, how would you conduct a blood test for it?