Lot 124 : Psychosis

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What is the significance of the mysterious paper related to Lot 124?

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Trevor Shand 1:08
Great to see you, friend. Just in time for a recent discovery I've made for you. If you'll step closer. A single sheet of paper. Creased. Handled. The writing drifts. No corrections, and no hesitation. This is the mystery of Lot 124. Psychosis. Before we begin, I want to point out some of the customers whose names have been etched in brass on this beautiful plaque I had made above the front desk. These are some of the members of the inner circle of the Antiquarium. We go by the Obsidian Covenant. Recent initiates include Arabelle and Eric, Jovon Alexander, Diona Fuller, Ariana Cruz, Erica Johnson, and Ryan Burieko. We are ever appreciative of your devotion to the Order. Go to theobsidiancovenant.com to receive the sacrament.
Trevor Shand 2:29
Sounds harmless enough, right? Welcome to the Antiquarium of Sinister Happenings. and odd goings-on.
Unknown 3:12
Sunday. I'm not sure why I'm writing this down on paper and not on my computer. I guess I've just noticed some odd things. It's not that I don't trust the computer, I just... I need to organize my thoughts. I need to get down all the details somewhere objective, somewhere I know that what I write can't be deleted or changed. Not that that's happened, it's just... Everything blurs together here. And the fog of memory lends a strange cast of things. I'm starting to feel cramped in this small apartment. Maybe that's a problem. I just had to go and choose the cheapest fucking apartment. The only one in the basement. The lack of windows down here makes day and night seem to slip by seamlessly. I haven't been out in a few days because I've been working on this programming project so intensively.
Unknown 4:04
I suppose I just wanted to get it done. Hours of sitting and staring at a monitor can make anyone feel strange. I know. But I don't think that's it. I'm not sure when I first started to feel like something was odd. I can't even define what exactly it is. Maybe I just haven't talked to anyone in a while. That's the first thing that crept up on me. Everyone I normally talk to online while I program has been idle, or they've simply not logged on at all. My instant messages go unanswered. The last email I got from anybody was a friend saying he'd talked to me when he got back from the store, and that was yesterday. I'd call with my cell phone, but reception's terrible down here. Yeah, that's it. I just need to call someone.
Unknown 4:54
I'm going to go outside.
Unknown 5:01
Well, that didn't work so well. As the tingle of fear fades, I'm feeling a little ridiculous for being scared at all. I looked in the mirror before I went out, but I didn't shave the two-day stubble I've grown. I figured I was just going out for a quick cell phone call. I did change my shirt, though, because it was lunchtime, and I guessed that I'd run into at least one person I knew. That didn't end up happening. I wish it did. When I went out, I opened the door to my small apartment slowly. A small feeling of apprehension had somehow already lodged itself in me for some indefinable reason. I chalked it up to having not spoken to anyone but myself for a day or two. I peered down the dingy gray hallway, made dingier by the fact that it was a basement hallway.

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