Cthulhu: Death May Die Unspeakable Box 소설 & 이야기

Then, Caspian squinted and shook his arm. A black-light suddenly flashed, and the Ghoul-Locker Spear appeared in his hand. "The Gaze of Death!" Swoosh! The dark spear seemed to sway a black tide in the gloomy forest, and the Eye of Death suddenly opened. Then, just as the Scented Phantom Cat ran in a flurry, it suddenly felt an unprecedented chill coming from behind as if death grabbed its soul. The creatures within a radius of tens of meters would be annihilated and perish! Woo!

I wondered what she was up to. Chloe returned with a small, intricately designed box. She opened it and held out a tiny bag. With a solemn expression, Chloe held out the bag, and my eyes widened as I recognized the contents. "Wolfsbane," she whispered, her voice laden with weight. "This herb has the power to kill a werewolf instantly." I recoiled slightly, my mind racing to comprehend what Chloe was suggesting. Eliminate Veronica? Put this deadly substance in her food? It was an unimaginable proposition, and it went against everything I believed in.

He comes with it to give queen Lilith who got curious about what was inside the big box Nuriel has brought for her. Nuriel places the box on a table close to her and says; “For you my queen. Hope you love it as much as I love you.” Uriel said, giving her the key. “Hm…this should be rather interesting.” Queen Lilith said, collecting the key from Nuriel's hand. Queen Lilth puts the key inside the box and turns it twice. Suddenly the box opens a bit, bringing out black steam smelling like dead fish or something spoiled. Queen Lilth immediately recognized that kind of smell anywhere and she didn't want to believe what was ringing in her head.

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"It's said that this box was collected by a marvelous man many years ago in an ancient battlefield outside the border. It has been passed on to many buyers. The bid starts now from 10,000 Spirit Stones." People booed constantly. A strange-looking man smiled and said, "It's not that I have an opinion or something. Miss Chu Meng, if you don't open this box, who knows what is inside? If I spend hundreds of thousands of stones to buy it back and find out there's nothing in it, am I buying an urn?" As he finished, the people around him laughed. One person said, "Maybe it's really an urn. If it contains the bone ash of a great Immortal, it'll be a big win for you."

But John suddenly lifted the metal box from Mara's arms. Before she could react, he tore the little emergency lock. The box jumped. A gleaming white light shot out. No flame. No object. Just light. It met the three figures at the same time. Everybody died. Then they screamed. Not with voices. With hundreds of voices. Men. Women. Children. The whole tunnel vibrated. Mara stared at the open box. There was no device inside. Just a glass ampule. Darin: a single silver chip. Silver chip

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Meredith took another long slurp then grinned at Taylor mischievously. After walking Taylor back to work Meredith walked three blocks to a specialty store that sold origami paper. She secretly had a passion for origami but thought it was even weirder than slurping soup so didn’t tell anyone about it. She had never even told Chad about it which made it hard to hide when he was over her place. But she had managed to get an old hat box which she told Chad belonged to her dead grandmother so he would never be tempted to open it and she kept her supplies in there. She loved how the paper could take shape similar to her graphic design but in a three dimensional form and with such intricacies.

Callum raised his hands looking for any confirmation but they all were just looking at him. "The fuck. The fuck. It’s not happening. It isn’t real. Oh my god. I am dead. I am dead. My heart isn’t beating. Oh shit. The fuck". He was rambling, covering his ear. He was running in the lounge like a little child. They were all looking at him, maybe he had lost his mind. And suddenly he halted. He opened his crimson eyes. He stared at them. Looking at their expressionless faces, he smiled, giggled and soon he was rolling on the floor holding his stomach.