THE SUMMONING OF THE DARK ONE PART II She looked at her uncle's corpse, lying on the floor. She felt no remorse, only satisfaction. She had done what her master wanted, and she had enjoyed it. She picked up the knife, and wiped the blood off. She put it in her pocket, and walked out of the library. She had a new mission, and a new purpose. She had to find more victims, more sacrifices. She had to spread her master's influence, and his power. She had to prepare the world for his arrival She walked through the dark corridors, looking for a way out. She didn’t care about the house, or the books, or anything else. She only cared about her master, and his will. She felt his presence in her mind, guiding her, commanding her. She felt his power in her veins, burning her, consuming her. She loved him, and she hated him. She was him, and he was her. She reached the main door, and tried to open it. It was locked. She looked for a key, but there was none. She felt a surge of anger, and f...
THE SUMMONING OF THE DARK ONE PART II She looked at her uncle's corpse, lying on the floor. She felt no remorse, only satisfaction. She had done what her master wanted, and she had enjoyed it. She picked up the knife, and wiped the blood off. She put it in her pocket, and walked out of the library. She had a new mission, and a new purpose. She had to find more victims, more sacrifices. She had to spread her master's influence, and his power. She had to prepare the world for his arrival She walked through the dark corridors, looking for a way out. She didn’t care about the house, or the books, or anything else. She only cared about her master, and his will. She felt his presence in her mind, guiding her, commanding her. She felt his power in her veins, burning her, consuming her. She loved him, and she hated him. She was him, and he was her. She reached the main door, and tried to open it. It was locked. She looked for a key, but there was none. She felt a surge of anger, and f...