When she arrived at the tomb of her mother she noticed a jar was on top of the gravestone. She opened it and there were bones, dirt, hair, and a spider. She thought this was a joke and threw it in the trash. The following days she had nightmares of an entity. She suddenly woke up and heard a knock on the door of her room. After the knocking had ceased, she felt heavy breathing on the side of her face.
“You shouldn’t have opened that jar,” a distorted voice whispered.