...It betrayed it's owner. And some things that should not have been forgotten, were lost.
History became legend. Legend became myth.
And for two and a half thousand years the socket passed out of all knowledge. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new barer.
"My Precious!"
The Socket came to the creature Gollum, who took it deep into the tunnels of the Rocky Mountains. And there, it consumed him.
"It came to me. My own. My Precious!"
The socket brought to Gollum unnatural long life. For five hundred years it poisoned his mind. And in the gloom of Gollum's cave, it waited.
The socket perceived it's time had come. It abandoned Gollum. But something happened then the Socket did not intend...
It was picked up by the most unlikely creature imaginable. A Yota Head, Bruce, of Colorado.
For a time will soon come, when Bruce will tighten the 10mm's of all...