Greetings, friend. I just knew you'd be paying me a visit today.

So confident was I that I spoke with the consigner and had them drop off this relic.

Now just 15 minutes ago, I'll tell you, it wasn't very hard to convince

them. In fact, I heard a knock at the back just to open the door and see this lying on the

ground with a rather ominous letter that said, it's your problem now. A small black notebook wherein you will find cryptic, maddening words.

Jotted down in a hurried hand.

Disturbing sketches.

As you flip through, you will notice something odd.

A page?

Missing.

Torn clean out.

As though someone wanted to erase part of a story.

Or perhaps, perhaps, something far worse.

Let's put pen to paper for this one called, I was commissioned to write a horror story.

Before we begin, I want to point out some of the customers whose names have been etched in brass

on this beautiful plaque I had made above the front desk. These are some of the members of the inner circle of the antiquarium.

We go by the Obsidian Covenant.

Recent initiates include Heather McClue, Zach Russell, Hannah,

Mr. Grimel, Renata Hernandez, Esme Prouse, Celtic Scorpion, Maya White, Odasaku.

We are ever appreciative of your devotion to the order.

Go to the obsidian covenant.com to receive the sacrament.

Now, where were we?

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