Riddle Me This. #4
In a play that so few dare to tread,
Lies a story shrouded in mystery and dread.
The first act paints you pictures oh so clear,
Of a world long gone, but oh so dear.
Yet the second act, the shadows grow,
And twisted visions begin to flow.
Your mind, it spirals far out of control,
With each word taking a darker toll.
But be warned, for the third act lies in wait,
A trap for the unwary, it seals your fate.
It leads you down a path of madness and fear,
A descent into a horrible world so unclear.
So take heed, my friend, and be careful in kind,
For the play that I speak of, it messes with your mind.
Lies a story shrouded in mystery and dread.
The first act paints you pictures oh so clear,
Of a world long gone, but oh so dear.
Yet the second act, the shadows grow,
And twisted visions begin to flow.
Your mind, it spirals far out of control,
With each word taking a darker toll.
But be warned, for the third act lies in wait,
A trap for the unwary, it seals your fate.
It leads you down a path of madness and fear,
A descent into a horrible world so unclear.
So take heed, my friend, and be careful in kind,
For the play that I speak of, it messes with your mind.
What Am I?
Four hours have passed, without a solution so true,
A large clue I'll provide, to help you get through.
The story I reference is from a Lovecraftian tale,
The story, a madness that'll leave you pale.
A large clue I'll provide, to help you get through.
The story I reference is from a Lovecraftian tale,
The story, a madness that'll leave you pale.
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