Those who have seen into the nothingness of the void, as I have, know that this millennium, perhaps even this century is mankind’s last. We have too long ignored the idea that there is more to the universe than what rationality and science can explain. Now, with all of our knowledge we can do nothing, I can do nothing, to stop the impending demise of our race. We are finished as a species, our tale, long past its climax and entering the end of its final act; the knowledge of why this is to come is contained within these pages. Be warned however, that upon knowing this cryptic knowledge, long hidden by the cabals that seek to keep us complacent, and now hunt me, there is no turning back. I had been scouring the ruins of a long forsaken castle,
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The entirety of which I was unable to shake the feeling that I was being hunted. As I wandered I heard a scurrying of sorts in coming from within the walls. This sound amplified in a crescendo of constant tapping. Within a few hours I was sure that something within the walls was stalking me, hunting me. I grabbed my pistol from its holster and held it ready in my hands. As the taping from within the walls reached the peak of what I was able to bear, the statue began vibrate. The frequency of its vibrations increased quite rapidly and within minutes I had to discard it for fear of it drawing too much attention to my location. When the statue touched the ground it began giving off a high-pitched squeal. As it cried out to whatever dark gods that it was carved to honor, the halls that surrounded me began to light up, the darkness being cast out. The walls began to whisper, “Locus ubi nihil tenebrae.” In my state of distraction due to these supernatural events, those who sought to silence my voice had found me. As they rushed toward me I found myself unable to move, captivated by the words being uttered by the walls. The men grew ever closer, yet my desire to move waned, despite the rise in my heartbeat and every bone in my body aching, a sign from my body that I had to move. Yet, I did nothing, and somehow, I killed them all without even moving. Upon the deaths of the soldiers pursuing me, the walls ceased to speak and the statue ceased to cry out into the void, both having been appeased. And at that moment, it all made sense. The walls the, the light, the statue, there were all from the void, from the place where there is no
The entirety of which I was unable to shake the feeling that I was being hunted. As I wandered I heard a scurrying of sorts in coming from within the walls. This sound amplified in a crescendo of constant tapping. Within a few hours I was sure that something within the walls was stalking me, hunting me. I grabbed my pistol from its holster and held it ready in my hands. As the taping from within the walls reached the peak of what I was able to bear, the statue began vibrate. The frequency of its vibrations increased quite rapidly and within minutes I had to discard it for fear of it drawing too much attention to my location. When the statue touched the ground it began giving off a high-pitched squeal. As it cried out to whatever dark gods that it was carved to honor, the halls that surrounded me began to light up, the darkness being cast out. The walls began to whisper, “Locus ubi nihil tenebrae.” In my state of distraction due to these supernatural events, those who sought to silence my voice had found me. As they rushed toward me I found myself unable to move, captivated by the words being uttered by the walls. The men grew ever closer, yet my desire to move waned, despite the rise in my heartbeat and every bone in my body aching, a sign from my body that I had to move. Yet, I did nothing, and somehow, I killed them all without even moving. Upon the deaths of the soldiers pursuing me, the walls ceased to speak and the statue ceased to cry out into the void, both having been appeased. And at that moment, it all made sense. The walls the, the light, the statue, there were all from the void, from the place where there is no