Journey to Nothingness

She had gone out in the black night to fetch the book she had forgotten outside in her favorite reading spot just behind the barn. It was very unlike her to forget something like this for she had never forgotten it the many times before. She didn't quite remember going inside after her short nap and there remained only a blank between then and at her time at the dinner table. This unusual happenstance blending with the leering stars gazing down to her almost full of expectation formed an ominous feeling in her mind for she was grown up among the superstitious.

She picked up the book from the grass near the hill, where her spot was. When she turned around she let out a startling gasp as a small dark figure stood in front of her. Its greater details were concealed by shadow. He said hello, in a rather squeaky voice. Was it a lone goblin? She trembled and dropped the book, then the figure raised its hand in an odd motion and she felt as she could see him more clearly now. The facade seemed strangely familiar now. She now remembered those black glassed goggles, her father‘s old friend Sazulhu. He had helped him many times in the farming business and was a good man according to the words of her mother. She smiled and asked what he was doing out so late in the night? He reminded her of the promise she‘d made to move “some things“ right outside the dell. How could she have forgotten?

She followed the small bony figure to the road and up the hill past the temple of Chauntea and out of the dell. It was as if she was in a dream. They moved towards the Spiderhaunt forest in a small clearing where the starry sky loomed over in its eagerness. Sazulhu watched the forest for a moment and she followed his look. An eye larger than usual opened in the woods somewhere and slowly flew nearer. Another eye wouldn‘t open for it seemed this was a lone eye, with a mouth? The whole spherical shape appeared and it seemed to have four stalks on the upper part of its body with small eyes at the ends. The woman shuddered over its bizarreness and a doubt came into her mind, but she became more reassured to see the contently blank face of Sazulhu.

They didn’t seem to need words and got right to work. She became baffled as the eyeball shot searing beams with its eyes on the ground, creating strange glyphs and symbols which lighted up as Sazulhu began to circle the area chanting in an odd language she didn’t understand. She felt a flood of repulsion and fear coming over her all of a sudden, she hadn’t remembered Sazulhu this way. She started to yell at him for an explanation, but he held up his hand once more and she felt as if all her mind’s connection to her muscles had been cut. Then the muscles froze in their current position. She made a feeble attempt to scream, just as the glyphs around her started to glow in a repugnant blue or green color. He kept chanting and she found she could distinguish one certain word he repeated and emphasized: “Shothotugg!”

She felt Sazulhu suddenly jump on her back while chanting, forcing her face down. She was utterly helpless and in her last moments on Toril she realized she had never before seen this person, she did not remember why she had followed him. Then her mind was fixed on the pain in the back of her skull as it was being cloven, then blackness…

...the blackness seemed endless. Where was the afterlife? While she despaired, her mind drifted through the unfathomable infinities of space and beyond the perception of lesser minds where only madness reigned, then her soul was broken and her fragments fed the hunger of greater beings.