I came to Nightvale to get away from it all, but I got terribly sick when I got here. In a fever dream, I saw the locals get chopped down in gruesome manners. But it was a dream, there was no reason to think about it. Until one of them got chopped down in a gruesome manner and the locals strung someone up over it. It did nothing to improve my disposition.
The next night I saw more visions, this time I could start to make out a figure brutally murdering everyone. I decided to share this with some, the knowledge that I could be helping was too much to let me stand by. But abruptly the visions stopped, I could only see what the others could see. Slaughter and fear. The knowledge that you may have to kill your friends and family to save people you scarcely know. The crushing weight of knowing it might be you that has to do the deed, lest you die yourself.
And there was no chocolate to keep me happy.
[HEADING=1]THE SPY IS DEAD, REPEAT, THE SPY IS DEAD! ABANDON ALL HOPE, YE WHO ENTER! OR FAIL TO LEAVE![/HEADING]
The next night I saw more visions, this time I could start to make out a figure brutally murdering everyone. I decided to share this with some, the knowledge that I could be helping was too much to let me stand by. But abruptly the visions stopped, I could only see what the others could see. Slaughter and fear. The knowledge that you may have to kill your friends and family to save people you scarcely know. The crushing weight of knowing it might be you that has to do the deed, lest you die yourself.
And there was no chocolate to keep me happy.
[HEADING=1]THE SPY IS DEAD, REPEAT, THE SPY IS DEAD! ABANDON ALL HOPE, YE WHO ENTER! OR FAIL TO LEAVE![/HEADING]