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The Summoning of the Dark One Part II

 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...
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The Summoning of the Dark One

THE SUMMONING OF THE DARK ONE

The night was dark and stormy, and the only sound was the howling of the wind. Lisa was alone in her new house, trying to unpack her boxes. She had moved in a few days ago, after inheriting the property from her distant uncle. She didn't know much about him, except that he was a recluse who lived in this isolated mansion for decades.

She decided to take a break and explore the house a bit. She walked through the long corridors, admiring the antique furniture and paintings. She felt a chill in the air, and wondered if the heating system was working properly. She reached the end of the hallway, and saw a door that was slightly ajar. She pushed it open, and entered a large library. She was amazed by the number of books that lined the shelves, covering every topic imaginable. She walked towards a fireplace, where a cozy armchair and a lamp were waiting. She picked up a book at random, and sat down to read.

She opened the book, and saw that it was a diary. It belonged to her uncle, and it was dated from 20 years ago. She felt a pang of curiosity, and began to read. The diary revealed that her uncle was obsessed with the occult, and that he had been conducting experiments to contact the spirit world. He claimed that he had succeeded in summoning a powerful entity, but that it had turned out to be evil. He wrote that the entity had taken over his mind and body, and that it was using him to do unspeakable things. He begged for someone to help him, to free him from the entity's control. He said that the only way to do that was to destroy the book that contained the entity's name and seal. He said that the book was hidden somewhere in the library, and that he had forgotten where. He said that he was sorry for what he had done, and that he hoped that someone would find the book and end his misery.

Lisa felt a shiver run down her spine, and closed the diary. She looked around the library, and wondered if the book was still there. She felt a sudden urge to find it, and to destroy it. She got up from the armchair, and began to search the shelves. She scanned the titles, looking for anything that seemed out of place. She didn't notice that the fireplace had gone out, and that the room was getting darker. She didn't hear the door slam shut behind her, and lock itself. She didn't see the shadowy figure that emerged from the corner, and moved towards her. She didn't realize that she was not alone in the library, and that she was in grave danger.

She only felt a cold hand grab her shoulder, and a raspy voice whisper in her ear: “You shouldn’t have come here. You shouldn’t have read that. You belong to me now.” She turned around, and saw a horrifying sight. It was her uncle, or what was left of him. His skin was pale and wrinkled, his eyes were sunken and red, his mouth was twisted in a cruel grin. He held a knife in his hand, and he raised it to stab her. She screamed, and tried to run, but it was too late.

She found the book, and opened it. She saw a strange symbol, and a name that she couldn’t pronounce. She felt a surge of power, and a voice in her head. It was the entity, and it spoke to her. “You have found me. You have freed me. You have done well. Now, you will serve me. You will be my vessel, and my instrument. You will do as I say, and you will enjoy it. You will be mine, and I will be yours. Together, we will rule this world, and the next.” She felt a wave of ecstasy, and a loss of control. She smiled, and said: “Yes, master.”

To be Continued----------

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