There's a body floating in the water. You don't know who he is. You tell yourself that, at least. You don't want to believe your own mind. He speaks of a world... he says that there's another world in the water, that it's always been there. That the water is rising.
The body speaks "False vacuum, Rising water, Ley line, Ghostly entourage, Dotted boundary, Invalid, Phantom limb, Simulacrum." And his voice was familiar but the face was not. You knew that skin once. But this body was unrecognizable.
Still did the body recite the forbidden incantation. And so did the body promise the riches of the abyss. And so did the king awake by the will of his most overzealous subject. Awaken by the belief of the nonbeliever. Awaken by the hope of he who lost all to the abyss. And empowered by perception of those who sit behind glass screens.
