It's robe and the shadows seem to be stitched together. It's dark where the Creature goes. The Shard throbs with a deep blood red illuminating the path. Slowly, leaving behind sludge at every pace. It arrives at it's destination to what looks like a blank stone wall. The long forgotten corridor was choked with cobwebs and dust. Yet one section was clean, and smooth.

  The Creature stopped.

  Taking out it claw from under the robe. Each finger ending with a talon. It curls it's fingers into the palm of his hand. Puncturing the claw. A dark green liquid forms from the wound. Placing the wounded claw as high as it can reach on the wall. The liquid seeped down the wall in what seems to be invisible groves, making the invisible symbols resemble the outline of a door.

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  The wall dissolves as if it never existed. The Creature enters. Beyond the wall lay a chamber without light. The smell almost identical to the Creature. Stale and warm. It reaches a device that resembles a podium. In the middle there seems to be a hole the size of the Shard.

  Placing the Shard into the device, it begins to float and spin. After a few moments tiny needles from the base grab the Shard. The needles seem to suck the blood out of the Shard. Flowing through the device and down onto the floor. Spreading out over the floor making the chamber pulse with a crimson light. Rows and rows of things floating in eggs are revealed.