Illustrated Book of Illusions

Twelve days ago, I was trapped in a room, and the world outside was filled with thick fog. For twelve days, "it" would come on time every night, take control of my body, and feed me a foul-smelling, sticky, unknown liquid. I was tortured so much that life was worse than death. And today, "it" finally tried to kill me. When I was in danger, I discovered an illustrated book deep in my consciousness and entered a space of my own. Just when I thought I was about to get out of trouble, "it" had already eaten me.