I creeped into the cool, damp, dim lit room with no windows. Reminds me a bit of the lavatory that I have to share with 5 other families every morning. But the legends and myths are true. There is a Cauldron bubbling green mushy liquid that glows. I shift back and am determined to quickly get my deed done. There is a life-size figure of an ancient god, the god of Cauldron. His eyes are studded with rubies and the figure is carved into gold, sculpted with perfection of the ancient humans. Their blood's outcome is this relic. An ancient powerful spell makes this idol change its facial expression and the rubies glow according to the gods mood, so as the legends say, the gods came down on the earth themselves and blessed it to have such power and valor. It's energy is like a gravitational field that pulls you through. More like a black hole. I control the sound of my breath and inaudible footsteps. I manage to rip my heart out without a squeal. But the squiggly noises were unavoidable. Just then, an ominous voice calls out of the idol, "Who is here in my chamber! Who woke me from my sleep!" I quickly plop my heart into the boiling pot of Cauldron's liquid. It starts to sizzle and glow more than before.
"Who is trying to be greater than me! Your fate is only death insolent girl!"