VDP02 Chest Description

As I wander around in the darkness, a chest appears before me.  Stepping closer to the object that appears, the air around me became heavy. Looking at the chest, it has the standard shape that any treasure chest would have. But everything else about the chest was anything but standard. The "bottom" of the chest, if you can call it that, seems to have had a material grafted onto it. It is stretched together so loosely, it is almost tearing apart. On the top of the chest, the part that would normally open, organic matter is pressed on top of the horrifying surgical work. There is so much of the pulsing matter, that it spills out on the right side of the chest. To top off the chest of terror, tubes surround the eerie work. It fills periodically with what looks like fast-moving electricity on the top, and a mysterious dark liquid on the bottom. It almost feels.....human.

With a cautious hand, I reach out to the chest that sits before me. I can hear voices from the chest. The chest is calling to me. Before I can react, the object stretches and morphs before me into a flat plane, before throwing itself on top of me. I scream and claw at the matter on my face and arm, trying to get the horror off of me. But it is too late. The wretched abomination digs itself into my body. My skin. My skull. My heart. My nerves. Oddly enough, there is no pain.

I remember. Why do I remember?