"Take a look." You looked at the pitch black dagger in your hand, and nearly took a step back when an eyeball opened up on it, staring directly into your soul before you flipped the dagger around to force the eye to stare at the floor. You look at Alan again, but the smile doesn't leave his face. "I might've needed some help to create something that could counteract Truth, but entering the worlds of other people is child's play." A reminder of just how powerful Nyarlathotep was, that he so casually modified the weapon he just gave you.

"What exactly did you do, anyway?"

"I made it so it can drag you into the inner worlds of other people. All you need to do is will that eye to open and stab somebody with the blade... while it will still hurt them a great deal, it won't be lethal... after that, you'll be dragged into their inner world through my power. But even so you should be careful, without Truth, there's no telling whether you'd actually be able to escape after being dragged in, and I'm not going to be able to personally fish you out of the damn places." Alan's change to the weapon was useful, though you really weren't a fan of still having to stab your friends if you wanted to save them.

Part 47