Enderal:Journal of the Apothecarii: Page 6
I don't want to leave, mum. I want to stay with you. I must find the cure. I must find a way to cure the Red Madness. I don't want to drink this, dad, let me go! This bitter taste, growing stronger, more and more, I cannot breathe, rot fills my lungs, no mum, no dad, NO!
I do not know how I got here. My memories are like pages of a book in a storm, wildly flying toward me, are there really mine? I see a lake, and mum's face, her tender skin, her huge fangs.
The stones down there look so inviting, only one step forward, then all is over … No more pain …
No, I must go on. These visions want to tell me something. Am I ready to see it? If it gets me the cure, then I have to find it. Slowly I just doubt whether this herbal extract really does what I think it does.
