Red, everything was covered in a red vine. The vine was red and glowing but not a pretty get and browny red like dried blood.

The vines where slimy and goo like. Sticking and clinging to everything in sight.

Small squelching footsteps could be heard across the big room.

There it was a hideous sight. An egg like shape protected by the red vines. Broken purple brick dripped. Although it was strong the obsidian was strong large cracks could be seen in the cage.

Massive tentacle like vines curled round through the cracks. But scariest of all where the eggs whispers.

Come

Come come come

The egg promised things it couldn't give but it underlined the obvious. But no one seemed to take the hint they began to blindly follow .the thing, the egg

They didn't feel emotion they can't do anything BUT FOLLOW THE EGG.