"現̨̨̧̥̤̠͚͚͕̪̇͆ͭͮd̢̛̩̮̥̥̫̤̱̫̼͓̟ͧ̏ͯ͋͢g̡̡̢̛̪̭̼̼͉̭̯͈̦ͪ͐ͭͧ̈́̐͟在̳̞̪͚̫̪̜̻̗̙̾ͧͫ̇͜"
I continue chanting and whispering as a strange, horrible pressure fills the air around the Circle. A shiver passes through me, but I carry on, scratching symbols in a triangular pattern.