Prologue:
As I walked towards it, I felt its Aura grow, like a balloon with air being blown into it. I could feel it pulling me in, the more I moved towards it, the more I knew I would not be able to turn away. Halfway there and I felt the pull become so violent that it might pull me over. My careful steps turn into clumsy stumbles and it pulls me in closer. My head begins racing with the thought of what might happen when I finally reach it. My hand rises itself up slowly towards the object, and all I could do is stare in horror as my own hand, as if controlled by some invisible strings, reached out to grab the object sitting patiently on the shelf in front of me.My hand closed around the silky smooth, hand-made object. I could feel the stitches expertly weaving the individual pieces of the stuffed toy together. The Button eyes seemed to stare into my soul, I could feel loneliness emanating out of them, I could almost see a faint ribbon of grey swirling pain flow straight out of its eyes, swirling around my head trapping me in a world of pain and agony. Before me I saw swirling images of a familiar looking shape walking around alone in the rain, upside down smile was shown as on his face as the figure, that looked strangely alike the toy that was creating the strange mirages, walked with with a strangely angry-looking raincloud settled above the creature's head. I watched as the cloud opened it mouth and poured all it had on the poor creature. But it just moped on not caring what was happening. I felt very sad for it. Suddenly the vision vanished.