(No System, SCP containment, New Weird, urban supernatural powers)
Surely, beneath the water, treacherous currents rage.
Surely, something lurks among the clouds, watching the world below.
Those who drift with the tide insist we are doomed to die.
No one wants to spare us a thought.
But I, who have long devoured tales of terror,
toss and turn, trapped in visions that make me tremble.
They are gradually learning from books and images.
If everything to do with making money is bad, that’s not very good.
