No Questions Asked

[victorianflorist]

You approach the bowl, the basin your mind corrects, as it dawns on you that your arms are near their full extension as you size it up. It's of a stone that you can't name, it's not unfamiliar, you simply can't find the word for it.

The interior of the basin is engraved with a spiral pattern, germinating at the rim and terminating at what is the center of gravity at its tilted angle, not its natural center. At the end of this spiral is a small indentation, deeper than the rest of the groove, a pinhole sits at the center of this indentation. You trace your right hand along the spiral, noting how far apart they are using your four fingers and thumb.

The grotesque statue looms at you from behind the basin, its tongue and teeth rendered in shocking detail, down to individual taste buds and grooves along the tips of the incisors. You take note of its bulging eyes, almost strained with the appearance of what suggests raised blood vessels in the carving around them.

You try to think about what you know about where you are.












You are struck with a blinding pain in your skull, burning and bright. The eyes of the grotesque bear into your mind, as grass withers around you. Something feels as if it's been TAKEN from you, but you can't quite remember what.








You reach out with your hands and grasp the basin, gripping with your left hand and your right, you trace the grooves again using the same hand as before, using your three fingers and thumb to feel it again.