Library of Unwritten Terrors

Allow me to introduce myself. I am the Librarian. Not a librarian—the Librarian. I’ve dwelt between these dust-choked shelves since time lost its grip on me. My skin is parchment, and my bones are ink. I bind forgotten dreams in leather and blood. I catalog nightmares too foul for daylight. And it is I who placed this book in your hands. It is a collection of tales and prose of darkness, morbidity, and evil. Read if you dare... read to the end. If... you can.