Elizabeth did not change her facial expression of stone. "Yes you are going crazy. It is what the necklace does. The necklace can not be thought of as evil although many a time I had thought it was. The heirloom you inherited seeks out people who have suffered greatly. Once it had only sought out natural suffering. Now thanks in part to the family we crate our own kink of sorrow in order to lure the power to favor our family. I, munch like you, have suffered at the hands of others. This way the necklace doesn't try to leave our family. The necklace responds to this suffering and encourages the user to undergo more. I had it translated, the inscription on the back. It read, "May you suffer." This necklace was unearthed in Egypt worn around a king after he had died. Obviously not loved by his people. The necklace does the same to the wearer. The money our family lusts after so is part of the pain we are forced to endure. We are too greedy to get rid of this dark gift, yet it causes us to not really live like normal people do. The longer you wear the necklace the more chances it has to hurt you. It will drive you insane if it can. I can see the heirloom already growing in strength around you. It can keep you youthful at the cost of others. The scars that its healing are proof of what I say. Here you can seek me out." She points to the mirror. "In the mirror the necklace holds true power." There was a knock at the door. As you turned you head in the direction of the knock Elizabeth fades from your sight. 

"NOT NOW." You turn your head back but its too late. She is gone.