January 12th 2008- *As the myst pulses, it begins to swirl inside the glass faster and faster, growing in mass. The jar starts shaking violently and the cork is slowly wedging out.. Finally... POP! The wooden object goes flying up, hits the ceiling and falls to the ground. Myst escaping and forming into a large cloud by the jar, it condenses and slowly clears away to reveal..... a female nightmare fenya..*
