The mask was wooden, completely black, with four eyes and sharp fangs.
This Strange Object was known as the "Personality Mask," which, as the name implied, could control emotions within a desired range.
Of course, the side effects were quite apparent, too; prolonged use of the Personality Mask would subtly change one's personality, often in an inhuman direction.
Jenny concentrated and calmed herself down.
With the help of the Personality Mask, at that moment, inspiration burst forth!
Her mind was filled with waves of hallucinations, indistinct murmurings surrounded her, rustling, and colors of the world shifted, creating a dreamscape.
In the dream, there existed the Moon.
But the greater the entity perceived, the greater the price to pay.
Before long, waves of deep, bone-engraving pain attacked her, as if insects were ceaselessly devouring the pulp of her brain!
"If this continues, I'll go mad."
But she had no other choice.
