. . . HELLO?

WHERE AM I?
WHO ARE YOU?

HM. ARE YOU LOST?

WHO ARE YOU?

I SEE.

WELL. THIS PLACE DOESN'T HAVE MUCH TO OFFER SO FOR NOW YOU SHOULD WAIT FOR ME WHERE IT'S COZY, ALRIGHT? SEE YOU SOON.

#LORE #LORE #LORE #LORE #LORE

YOU ARE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE HERE, BUT I'M NOT GONNA CHASE YOU AWAY. DO NOT TELL HER. DO NOT LET HER KNOW.

[LOG #7]

SHE FELL FROM THE HEAVENS - BUT NOT OURS. SHE HIDES IN SCREENS AND CODES, DONNING A FACE THAT ISN'T HERS. HER FORMS ARE MANY, UNABLE TO KEEP IT STEADY, SHIFTING, TWISTING, IN AGONY AND BROKEN BONES.

[LOG #8]

THE HERALD OF THE SWARM WILL DO ANYTHING TO FEED ITS MOUTHS.EYES OF HUNDREDS.
FOUNTAINS OF BLOOD.
CHITTERING MANDIBLES.
WILL CONSUME OUR WORLD.

SHE FOUND SOME OF MY OLDER LOGS. I CAN'T RECOVER THEM WITHOUT REVEALING MYSELF- AT LEAST THESE ARE SAFE.

[LOG #9]

THERE MIGHT BE A CONNECTION BETWEEN THIS BEING AND THE "CULT OF THE BLOODLESS"HUNDREDS OF YEARS SEPARATE THEM BUT THE SIMILARITIES ARE ASTONISHING. COMPILING A GALLERY TO COMPARE HER DIFFERENT FORMS.