Late at night feeling the calls of my quest burrito I awoke from meat visions from beyond the stars!The words HUNGER stings my mind to this day! Could it be a message of spiritual salvation from a strange and alien god hell bent on the corruptions of my innards OR an attempt of possession by a cosmic and sinister force once again hell bent on the corruption of my innards?
Staggering...
Clutching...
In a sweaty near tantric motion I move to where I hear Weems dictating his memoires into a small radio shack Dictaphone or chanting the sacred rites of some bizarre ritual to Urkku?
Urkku? Where have I heard that before?
"Mugggath! Ur-Buloch, Arrrgghh Nofomathu!"
What madness have you caused us Weems! Are you mad with resurrection sickness?
With that Weem's calmed and recovered his monotone monolog. Tomorrow I must inform Bixby of this strange behavior and research this Urkku Weems speaks of.
Now I must exorcise this quest burrito before I too fall under this Urkku's spell.
Automatic writing might provide insight into his rantings if you can settle his Alpha brainwave activity to below Theta background noise levels. Do not try this, however, if he is not physically ready to to be torn from the silver thread of his corporeal husk.
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