Take it with you

From Create Your Own Story

You seize the Liber Mortis with two hands (it is large and heavy) and decide that now may be the time to leave. Before you even make it to the door, you feel yourself weakening. There is a tingling sensation in your fingers, and soon it feels like the book is very hot. You drop it and look at your hands. They are smeared with something black, something that was presumably on the cover of the book. You smell your fingers. They exude a noxious stench. As your vision blurs and your legs collapse under your weight, you realize too late that you have been poisoned. Luckily, death comes quickly and painlessly.

THE END.