Soul again picked up the stone, turning it around. Suddenly it began to tremble, instinctively Soul held on to it tighter, so that it wouldn't drop. He squinted his deep purple eyes, focusing on the egg. His head shifted upwards as he noticed the lights dimming, he looked back down. A foggy mist escaped his mouth, he was seeing his own breath now. The rooms temperature was dropping.
Soul placed the egg back on his desk, he watched as frost began form around the egg quickly expanding to the rest of his room. He began to feel the temperature returning to normal quickly. Soul's lifeless eyes scanned his room and then back at the egg, it laid there lifeless, as if nothing happened. Everything was back to normal.
Soul let out a sigh, his hand running through his soft golden hair. "Woah, what the hell," he whispered to himself starring at the egg. He was positive now that he will never be able to find out what this thing was on the internet. He took his finger gently shoving the egg, it then began to roll off the table. "OH CRAP," Soul shouted jumping off his chair. The egg rolled under his bed. He bend down next to his bed looking under. He was having trouble finding it, he couldn't see where it went, it was too dark.