Blackwyche Prologue – Ultimate Cassette Inlay

A SHAPE IN THE MIST

Out of dark rolling mists it came, a shadowy outline drifting
slowly through the silent waters of the night. As it drew closer,
there formed the ghostly shape of a large galleon.
My eyes beheld a strange luminescence surrounding the vessel, as
though it was being driven towards me by some powerful supernat-
ural force.
My heart began to pound with fear as I knew that this could not
be real. How could this timeless ship have roamed the seas for
than two centuries? If so, what terrible fate could have befallen
the crew?
As I gazed in wonder at this astounding sight, the ship slowly
came to a halt close my meagre craft, almost inviting me to
investigate its long-since deserted decks.
I drew my craft closer and climbed aboard as my curiosity began
to burn with desire to know more of this mysterious ship.
The presence of some evil force became even stronger as I
wandered down those god forsaken decks and I felt its very
essence surrounding me like some shadowy veil.
I began to realise that I was being drawn towards a small doorway
at the ship’s stern. Going through the door I found what
appeared to be the Captain’s quarters and an open book with
these written words in it.

THE LOG OF THE SHIP BLACKWYCHE
CAPTAIN RICHARD CAVENDISH

THE LEGEND

The log told of a perilous journey to mysterious uncharted
island and of a mountain formed in the shape of a gigantic
human skull.
The log also told of the many days the Captain had spent
searching the subterranean chambers within the mountain for
The Crystal Skull of Souls.
I at once recalled an ancient legend telling of such a object
and of the terrible evil power embodied within it.
As i turned the final page, I noticed the drops of blood dried
on the very page of the log itself.
They had found the skull.
The final entry was dated 6th june 1666 and contained the last
words the Captain wrote just before he died:

For those who in some future time
Read out the words within this rhyme
My soul sends out this hearty plea
To you who might now set it free.

Beneath these decks there is a room
Where time has almost sealed my doom
Unless with effort long and hard
You free me rom this powerful guard.

The bell contains a force within
To help thou with the task herein
But beware the evil forces
for they hold my soul alone
And unless thou are not careful
they will surely have thine own.