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(NECRONOMICHRON part 2)

I could see that he'd lost his mind

He was holding a bloody serrated camp

knife

and he was running at me with

crazed eyes screaming in panic

"Now its time for all un-stoned to die!"

With my revolver

This threat easily was

ended with a head shot

It was a close shave, I knew that I had no choice

I had to get back to that cave

Once inside what I beheld defied all logic

Miles of caverns filled with huge stalks of

dank Chronic

Just like the vines that we

saw on board our ship

I had to know what was the

cause of all of this

As I went deeper

the smell got more intense

It defied all logic,

nothing seemed to make sense

Countless hours passed as I hiked deeper

into the pit

That's when I heard a faint

ghostly voice beckoning within my mind

I finally reached a magnificent chamber

With a glass bowl levitating in the center

It spoke

"I've been waiting for you to come to me

The Weed smoking savior

Foretold in the prophecy

Obey my command

The time has now come to smoke

The forbidden Dank

Now come forth. INHALE!"

Voice from the bowl......

My body began moving

I struggled against it but I could not resist

It was overwhelming

I gave into its dank will

I put my lips

On the glass mouthpiece

And the bowl was lit

When the smoke was entered my

lungs I beheld a vision

Of a world covered in Pot from the

Necronomichron