Field of Nettles: ECL 1 Acacia Halfling Rouge Entry 2

I was finally able to purchase supplies when we hit town. My disguise kit came in handy when we were surrounded by a vast expanse of grey depressed folks. We blend in perfectly and managed to get ourselves locked into another quest. We were fortunate enough to be trusted amongst crates of loot, and I was immediately drawn to the most perfectly crafted dagger my eyes could behold. It was obviously mine for the taking, and my dear friends tried to steal it from me.  Something knocked me out and sent me into a terrifying dark expanse. Everything was like a black fog, a shapeless void. I remember a voice inside me, separate but connected, determined to keep my precious blade. I regained my consciousness, and tried to tell my friends that I think I'm possessed but they wouldn't listen. They don't want me to be happy, they don't want me to have my beautiful shiny blade. I fear the only person on my side is whatever is growing in my belly, but I don't know if I should protect it or destroy it before my friends betray me again. I don't think I will tell them of my latest dream, I heard everything they said when I was in slumber, my unborn child made sure of that.  I can't trust anyone right now.