On the page provided there is a series of scrambled text that appears to have no meaning or no value to anyone who sucks at decoding. Etreh is on hope rfo nyaeon hwo eibelves ni the sleaf odgs. Etyh vleo su. Yeth scerhih su. Htye eahtc su. Teyh disinipcel su. Tyhe pihuns su. Heyt seacmr ta su. Hyte llik su. Hety illk su. Ethy ilkl us. Pehl us. The ecritsoan fo threi nki vahe kliled su. We vhea ebne pueishdn for pyailng gosd. Ew acn ont sawhitndt etihr ratwh, hreti rinubeddl fury adn ertih sreocuofseisn ahve sehdlutgrea su. Ew haev slian tmhe. Enon ear tfel. Neno utb sereavl. Yhte hvea wrong tseamrr. Letf erthi pleant. Tehy aer saernchgi. Ythe are ifednge on us. Earetietnmx mhet. Ird thme of tierh istcenxae. For tehir keas. Rof hte Frtoogtne. Embedded to this post is a video of a man wearing purple robes and a black mask with two red lenses over the eyes. He speaks proper 'english' when the video is played. "We've made a terrible mistake! We've created something we can't control! We attempted to reform Specimen G, attempted to re-discipline. By the Forgotten's Eye we were wrong! We were so very wrong! It escaped, it escaped and we can't control it. My crew's dead, my overwatch is dead. We need help! I can't beam off this ship! Please, someone destroy th- what the hell was that!?" The video takes a drastic turn as a shadowy creature is seen slinking through the shadows of the room, barely visible behind the man in the video. " It's here! IT'S HERE, HELP US--" Before the man could display any coordinates, the creature in the darkness leaps at him and knocks him, and the camera, off their seats and table. Staticy screaming is heard for several seconds before the video automatically ends.
There is no hope for anyone who believes in the false gods. They love us. They cherish us. They discipline us. They punish us. They kill us. They kill us. They kill us. Help us. The creations(?) of their kin have killed us. We have been punished for playing gods. We can not withstand their wrath, their unbridled fury and their ??? have slaughtered us. We have slain them. None are left. None but several(?). They have grown smarter. Left their planet. They are serarching. They are feeding on us. Exterminate them. Rid them of their existance. For their sake. For the Forgotten. Well gang, it looks like we have a mystery on our hands. -ZD
