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The Cube
Before you, on a small wooden table, sits the ominous looking cube. Each of its sides appears to be eight inches in length, making it perfectly symmetrical. Both the cube and its table are prominently displayed in the center of a dark, damp, naturally carved cave that is dimly lit by a small hole in its ceiling. The vigilant moonlight, that manages to seep through the caves rough exterior, becomes quickly diminished by the cubes presence.
You originally pursued the cube for a reason. That reason now escapes you. Only the presence of the cube seems to inhabit your thoughts. Its form is flawless. Its sides are perfectly smooth, and its darkness is absolute. It doesn’t seem real, or make sense, yet you can’t find the strength to look away. You step forward, raising a hand slightly above the artifact and then pause long enough to feel an aura of coldness pulsate from its core.
Fight the urge to touch the cube!
Or