Send an X to to make Cosmic suffer from a nightmarish vision. For each X I will describe the nightmare.[5/??] O to protect Cosmic. [9/??]
Glowing archaic symbols decorate the room, and strange inky black substances seep into the room and pool into the floor. Then it starts to builds into a large figure that looms over Cosmic.
Its static filled eyes gleam at him, and it opens it jagged mouth revealing only darkness inside of it. From within its mouth faints screams can be heard, but who could they be from?
Cosmic doesn’t have time to figure out, because dark tendrils reach up from the floor suddenly, and pluck him from the sofa. It brings him closer to the head of this strange creature.
With a deep voice, it spoke to him, it’s voice echoing through his head, branding its words into his mind.
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