Urthask, as you look into the room, you suddenly see your parents in the middle of the room. Both of their faces are twisted with rage and your fathers is covered in festering boils. Your mother swings as lit torch at your father, but he steps back and avoids the attack. Screaming in rage, he steps forth and plunges a long dagger into your mother's chest, pulls it out and stabs again and again. A sort of twisted smile comes over his face as your mother's lifeblood pools on the ground and he turns to you.
"You're such a disappointment to me," he says with the same twisted smile,
"It's time for you to die as well."
He steps forward and stabs with his dagger as you, small and meek, cower away. As the blade enters your stomach, the vision fades and you are covered in sweat.
OOC:
Urthask, make me a DC 14 will save or take 4 points of wisdom damage!