As the girl lay shivering in the darkness, cold and alone, the Orb urged her to be still. There were many horrors in the darkness, and this one hunted her. There were worse things in the Crypt than dying. If it found her, she would be lost to the Orb. Lost to the light, forever. So the Orb poured itself into her mind, into her body. She was the beginning. Everything would change.
As it pressed itself upon her consciousness, the Orb began to delve deep into her memories. It had not experienced such rich thoughts, such powerful emotions, for an age. The colours, the connections, the knowledge. If the Orb could smirk, then at this moment, it smirked. For the Orb had chosen wisely, and there was the smallest chance, that this might work.
As it reached into the girls past, certain memories stood out. Connections, stronger than others. A longing began to pull upon the Orb. A longing to forge these connections, to make them solid. The longing was the girls, but it was also the Orbs. 'I will not leave you here alone' the Orb thought. So it poured what little warmth remained in the Forges heart, into a necklace, and bound the three together.
And so the Orb, bound the girl to the Forge. Both would give life to the other. The three were now connected. The girl, the Forge, and the Orb. As the girl touched the Orb, it spoke to her "Welcome to the Crypt." A flood of connections raced between the three of them. A sliver of life fired within the Forge. More, it demanded!
So the Orb reached out across time and space, deep into the girls memory, and it began to pull others into the Crypt.
@Dumb_Comment_Bot you have been summoned..