The Crystal

The crystal lay in his hand –a Lumerian Seed Crystal. It was supposed to impart its possessor with the ancient wisdom of the peaceful Lumerian civilization. Well, that was what he was told by the old lady in the store; its air heavy with incense and strange books lining the walls. As he fondled the crystal there was a murmur in the back of his mind, an echo of an echo. And like an echo it persisted.

He placed the crystal down and the noise ceased. He knew it was strange, upon picking up the crystal again, the echo returned – clearer this time. This seemed so unreasonable, and his mind told him to put the crystal down, but there was another voice in his head which said, “No”. He was overwhelmed with a desire to own the crystal; the way the light shone through it and the lateral makings up one side intrigued him. He left the store with the crystal in his pocket and a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

The other voice continued to speak, day by day it gnawed at him. It was often at odds with the decisions he would normally make; sometimes he would do as his nature dictated and other times he was swayed by the other voice.The desires of the voice being physically manifested through him. His inner monologue, his conscience if you will, was battling with the other voice. Like the dripping on a stone, slowly he was being worn down. The voice was growing more insistent and welding a greater power of him.

His conscience said that he should get rid of the crystal but the voice had embedded itself in his mind and when these thoughts rose to the surface all he could hear was the unceasing cry of “No, no, no, no, no, no!” Unable to rid himself of the voice he chose to focus on understanding the Lumerians.

Research told tales of a hugely intellectual and highly spiritual civilization of humans, ruled by spiritual elders, of a civilization sunken into the sea and of knowledge imparted into crystals. Many of the theories were debunked; some people believed that this civilization was the cradle of human knowledge, but nothing conclusive could be found – it was a mystery.

One sinister article he located from a German biologist Lekceak, spoke of “Retalcs”, the voice cried “Yessss.”Retalcs was bred by the Lumerians to be an obedient servant, a human/foosa hybrid being, possessing huge strength and capable of self-reproduction; amonstrous abomination. “Yesss!”

Reading on, Retalcs was responsible for the downfall of the Lumerian civilization. Terrorising the people and tearing them limb from limb, before sinking Lumeria beneath the waves. “YESSSS!” came the voice again.

“This crystal,” the voice said, “is the embodiment of my spirit, and with your body I will return to my true form.” Retalcs was now in control. The man’s voice, now a whisper and his body at Retalcs command…