The Letter

The Descent into Madness

PART 01: no physical contact till now .. but as a safety measure, I will use what I call the invisible drop, it's a technique I developed over the past months where I put two similar objects on the table, push one of them and wait for the second one to be pushed by a ghost.

PART 02: I managed to create the portal out of the ruins, and finally the spirits communicated with me by putting the red ball into the glass every time I separate them, they also lighted my cigarette every time I put it inside the wooden portal box, I noticed that any material made of steel will disappear if put inside the box. I never found my ring after the experiment.

PART 03: At that point and only if I manage to run the first parts successfully, I can receive some information from the other world by putting a slate under this piece of sheet, names of presidents that will come, things that will happen in the future .. things I can't reveal in this book

PART 04: the spirit of Maya managed to contact me, but somehow she hated books so she destroyed most of my work, but now I'm more in control and I can order her to bring me any information from any book in the world.

PART 05: "The only way to ....."

I remember clearly what was written in that page, in its 5th PART. There was literally 4 words only, "the only way to ...". The meaning behind that unfinished sentence remained a mystery. why did he decide to finish that line there? The following 10 pages were left blank, followed by two hundred messy black dark pages, which were filled with dark, smudged ink, as if it had been colored with a carbon material. As I was leafing through the book, I spotted a striking, red inscription in the center of the pages, "I'm begging you, kill the book, destroy the portal, bury the skull." It was as if the words had been written in blood.

The feeling of unease that had settled in my stomach remained unshaken. The words "kill the book" echoed in my mind. I ran straight to the last page and it was there where I lost my shit:

"PART 06: The ghostmaster el-wyn".

At that moment, I was overwhelmed with confusion and fear. I couldn't determine if someone was playing a prank on me or if the contents of the book were truly written by El-Wyn. The thought that it could be real sent chills down my spine and left me questioning everything again. I tossed the book, skull, and box into the closet, shut it tightly, and scanned my surroundings, including my windows. It was challenging to get any sleep that night. Despite my knowledge that logically none of it could be real, fear took root within me.