text: [Themes: grimdark fantasy, fantasy, grimdark]
  
  The pixies have almost made you forget about what's really going on in the rest of the world...but you still know it's going on. Perhaps it's easier for them, as they have not had to experience the tragedies you've faced, but you know the destruction that's eventually going to come. You don't see any hope in their plan and if you stayed, and you still would never be able to completely relax. You could possibly be trapped as well.
  
  However, you have no wish to bring more despair to these people. Let them live in illusions for as long as they can,
  
  You wish you could.
  
  It is with great regret that you tell them that you cannot stay. They attempt to convince you to do otherwise, but you've already made up your mind. Finally they accept your decision, but insist on repaying you for all your musical entertainment. They give you a small magical amulet. They tell you it can make you invisible for short periods of time.
  
  You thank them and assure them that it will most definitely come in handy.
  
  You leave the forest and head further away from the undead plague.
  
  Nine years pass...
  
  Twenty years of surviving this living hell.
  
  Living in a cave in the mountains isn't as easy as it was in the Pixie forest, but it's probably a lot safer as far as undead are concerned. The biggest threats you've had to face are a few Cragmaws and Mountain Trolls. Once you ran into a couple of dwarves, so you assume that there may be an underground settlement somewhere in the area. You attempted to speak, but they just shot at you with their crossbows and told you to go away, saying that humans were the cause of the problem going on right now.
  
  Your use your amulet when you can as it seems that the living have been just as willing to kill you as the undead. Then again, that's nothing new.
  
  Every now and then you travel and scout around the area taking in the untainted countryside. You figure you should do it now before it's claimed eventually. The living exist here, which means death can only eventually follow. You just wonder how long it will take.
  
  Sometimes you walk along the shore that's nearby. You look out past the vast blue and begin to wonder if there are any other places out there. You briefly entertain the idea of building a boat. You know that the globe was thoroughly charted centuries ago and that this is the only continent, but still you wonder if something wasn't missed. Of course you're probably just holding on to the false hope that you could theoretically go someplace else where death wasn't everywhere.
  
  But there isn't such a place.
  
  Lately something very odd has been happening and you have no idea what it is. You could swear that the landscape has been subtlety altering itself from time to time. Not permanently, but it seems to look "wavy" or "warped" briefly.
  
  You initially chalk it up to your prolonged isolation and seeing things because of it, however you soon find out that it's more than just your mind playing tricks on you.
  
  One day after you've done some hunting and bringing your catch back to your cave, you start noticing a severe slow down in your actions.
  
  "What the fuck..." you say to yourself, except it comes out a lot slower. You don't experience for long, but the worst is yet to come.
  
  A portal opens up in the sky and you immediately feel ill. You see a creature that you've never seen before and it's huge but it feels incredibly unnatural and it definitely isn't of this world. The dead animal that you're carrying suddenly melts into a black goo like substance. You jump back and nearly fall off the side of the mountain, which now feels like jelly under your feet rather than sturdy rock.
  
  You don't know what's going here and you don't want to know. All you know is reality is starting to be seriously warped and you're ready to puke.
  
  The tentacled creature doesn't seem to notice you, it's just surveying and floating in the air as the area around and beneath it changes. That still doesn't mean it won't attack eventually when it does notice you.
  
  You immediately attempt to use your amulet, but nothing is happening. The creature or something else is nullifying your magic item.
  
  Right now you're caught out in the open, your cave is close, but you're still not sure if you can get there in time and even if you do, would you be any safer? The other alternative is to make you way back down the mountain and try to escape that way. The problem with that plan is that everything is very wobbly right now and you're not feeling very steady.
  
  > run back down the mountain
  You're having difficulty concentrating, but you decide that it would be better to distance yourself from the creature rather than trapping yourself in a cave.
  
  You attempt to head down the mountain, but you really are feel very sick and dizzy, in fact you're beginning to feel worse. The ground underneath you doesn't even feel like jelly now, you're actually sinking into it like quicksand!
  
  "What the fu..." you say before a sudden powerful wave of nausea that hits you causes you to vomit immediately.
  
  You try to stop the sinking, but it's futile and soon you've sank all the way it. Oddly you can still breathe; but the terrain has turned to worms and maggots. You can feel them crawling all over you, in your ears and every other orifice of your body.
  
  You begin to laugh insanely (while the maggots crawl all in it) since your mind has become severely warped at this point and madness has overtaken you as you sink further through the maggot mountain.
  
  You're unsure of how long this goes on for since you've lost your mind, but whatever was going on eventually stops and everything returns to normal. Unfortunately that doesn't really help you since you're still in the mountain which has returned to solid rock where you are now completely embedded in. You die instantly, putting an end to your madness.