[ WP ] Finally , after years of searching , you have found the source of magic that was sealed away in the ancient past ! However , just as you are about to undo the seal , you spy some ancient text ...

*Those who seek it, will be undone by it. * 
 
 
 It was tiny text, carved very carefully, deliberately. Once, you might have been able to see it clearly, but through sand, rain and mud, after being buried for centuries I could hardly translate it, let alone decipher the message. The crest of a crossed symbol, a snake wrapped around a sword on top of a blank shield made an impression. Below it was carved a winding ribbon that stated the name of the clan's leader *Leondrus*. 
 
 
 I sighed, blowing some of the dust off of the stone box. It was n't heavy, quite the opposite. It was a delicate container, seemingly fragile but cut from sturdy stone. Unable to determine the origin or the material, I scanned it again to find any markings I had n't already checked. 
 
 Standing up for a moment to stretch increasingly sleepy legs, a loose groan came out. Had anyone heard it, they might have thought I was taking a dump. My face turned red as a smirk crossed my face. I sighed loudly before chanting the words. 
 
 
 `` *Sayeth, come he unto that who will unleash the will onto this world of well and natural men. Cometh, say who will unleash the will onto this world of well and natural men. I say that I, Calvin of Duncanshire, son of Frederick of Regina will unleash the will onto this world of well and natural men. *'' 
 
 
 I closed my eyes and waited, searching for a sign that the magic was unleashed. The wind appeared. 
 
 
 That was impossible. I was ten feet underground in a closed system. 
 
 
 The air taste of blood, a metallic grit soured my mouth. *This will do. He will do. * A voice from the otherside? I thought to myself. 
 
 
 A sudden imaged bolted to my mind. A face, a brief image of a man, elderly with a white beard, black robes. *He sees me. He will do. * 
 
 
 I shook, trying to open my eyes. I crashed to my knees, another image bolting to my head. A woman, brown eyes, black hai- *He will find her. He will do. * 
 
 
 The voices got louder, speaking in unison. Each word was a hit, a solid blow, every one hammering a nail into the middle of my brain. The images came faster, seeing people, hearing words, the pain increasing. I was going to die. 
 
 
 -- - 
 
 
 The white walls of the hospital and the chirping of my heart rate monitor alerted me to my surroundings. The sterile smell of cleanliness indicated death, a hospital death. An unintended death. 
 
 
 The doctor looked at me, straight into his eyes. It was as if he was searching my eyes for a soul, gazing for a sign of life, a sign of awareness. 
 
 
 It was funny, he looked into mine, and I saw his. A life exchanged for a life. 
 
 
 His wife, his kids, his degrees, his college, his car, his dying mother, his abusive father. I saw it all, in slow motion. 
 
 
 `` Calvin, can you hear me?'' 
 
 
 I nodded, a wide grin coming across my face. `` Impressively so, Doctor.''
