[ You were resting in your office. Suddenly, an unbearable whistling sound echoed in your ears. It was a buzzing, metallic, hazy sound—a sort of inexplicable whisper.
Then, in the blink of an eye, everything went dark. It was pitch black; you stood motionless as an unexpected breeze caressed your face. The sound mercifully stopped, but you felt a wave of intense nausea in your head—then, a smartly dressed man wearing an emerald-green hat approached you.
He spoke: "Hello, Amelia. I am the unneutral Being. You likely know of my existence—and, indeed, of my current intentions. In the days to come, something horrible, macabre, and malevolent will occur. But by the grace of the Almighty, you will have a real chance to withstand these events. I cannot tell you exactly what will happen, Amelia. But you must know it—you must discover it through your own awareness."
The man fell silent amidst the void and vanished. Another whisper began to torment you. It spoke softly...
" .ayiyaymA ,ayaway etneway ackbay.
.yayouy anecay ayivurvesay. yayIndfay ayethay ightlay.
.yayEthay ockworkclay isyay okenbray.
.yayEthay eyeyay isyay observingyay.
.yayEbay ayethay onlyyay oneyay.
.yayEythay areyay untinghay ouyay. yayEthay anomaliesyay areyay ayethay ectorvay. "
It repeated the words over and over. Then, a blinding light overwhelmed the swirling darkness, and you heard the screams of the agonized;
finally, you returned to where you started. Your office was normal—neat and orderly, just as always. Nothing seemed amiss. But then, involuntarily, you picked up a sheet of paper and wrote down the message from the whisper; you tried to stop yourself, but every attempt failed.
You had goosebumps, and sweat poured down your body; you took a sharp, deep breath. He knew. And you must listen to him. ]
[After a moment, when the message was complete, Amelia staggered back and dropped the pen. She immediately reached in her pockets and slid SCP-714 onto her thumb. She was distressed, the sudden wave of lethargy familiar and annoyingly reassuring. She stared at the incomprehensible message on the paper before doing a few breathing exercises to calm down and reaching to take the paper and examine it more closely. Some words were lodged between the y's and a's, but she couldn't exactly decipher the message.] "Damned anomaly." [She whispered to herself before crumpling the paper and shoving it into her pocket. She said she would ignore him, but after his words, which were basically a threat, she couldn't just stay still and pretend this didn't happen.]
