Adrenochrome

"We´re solemnly on our way to castles in the air" - look at Serra's Sanctum and see if you get the prequel story line which is in this deck.
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Thank you, SWN, your comment made my day =) I can tell you, that you´re absolutely right about the Vial´s. They serve only one purpose; picture-wise. I am going to remove them, but I kinda imagine that this is what Hunter S. Thompson looked like - when the infamous scene from Fear and Loathing and Dr. Gonzo´s shaving kit strolled by, and he finds the little brown bottle. So it is only for the story of this deck.

Mainline:
Out in the swamps you find yourself looking for a buried ruin. Tales of a magical vial has crossed your ears more than once in the four cities of brass and you´ve also been told that once obtained, it will give you the enlightenment you so desperately seek - But just what exactly is this substance? Myths´ have foretold unmatched riches and undiscovered paradises to be yours, and who wouldn´t want that?

As you dig deeper, near a deserted temple, a strange blueish light appears and you finally find the entombed artifact. You hold it high, and think only of the riches which you will get from this potion, brewed from the darkest ashes.
The four diamonds you´ve paid for this information seems like nothing now. Desperately, you open the vial and drink the essence within . . .
You exhale and open your eyes. The blood in your veins pump rapidly and it feels like something is pulling your heart in three separate directions. Something is very wrong. No. No. No ! Your head feels like being split in two. You grab your face and now a feeling of your spine getting torn from your back emerges. You scream to the Heavens, as you black out...

The swamps have now become your tomb. A lake filled with death.
Several hours pass, and you awake, but cannot move ! It feels as though you are caught in wire, but as you head clears you notice that it is a straitjacket and you are locked up, trapped in a tower of sorts. Behind a vast fence, you are annexed a set of chains, but why?

Your foggy memory sends you terrible images of you, standing in front a giant maze, storm clouds forming in the horizon, quickly dominates your sight, and fills the entire setting with the thickest smoke and and the darkest soot. Suddenly four spirits is hovering above you. They point to a very small bridge. It´s clear that they want you to cross it, but when you approach, it all fades as the bridge suddenly twist and turn.

Awakened once more, healers and medical figures jets lightning into your screaming skull and your mind escapes from the back of your head. You must come to terms with, that it is forever lost in a ghostly prison... Only blind obedience toward shock-therapy endures, and your world comes to an end, all because of the chase for fool's gold. But at least and at last you are at peace. The pain is only passing and soon you will be at the castles in the sky . . .