Jenwuf
...the Anhysbys drifted further off, the eyes constantly staring down on it, panic, dread and most notable a immeasurable amount of madness started spreading in it´s mind...
...the cranial activities and heartbeat increased further...
...the Anhysbys drifted further off it started loosing all connection to the material world, it´s memories started warping, bending, shattering, pictures passed by it´s mental eye, innumerable, infathomable, too fast to pick up any real information...
...the activities reached the critical point, and the values started shooting off above what a Anhysbys should be able to survive but it still seemed to be alive somehow...
...suddenly everything stopped, the voices, the pictures, the eyes, all that remained was utter blackness, so deep it hurt even looking at or thinking about it...the Anhysbys fell...was it moments? Hours? Millennia? It was unable to tell, there was no more input on any of it´s senses until it suddenly felt as if crashed into the ground after a long fall, it´s mind cracking, the mental image of itself lying there, broken, disfigured, at the same time staring at the nothingness, but also at itself from afar...
... a singular eye opened infront of it similar to those...similar to what?
...it hurts...
...the entire eye was utterly black though not as much as the nothingness around it...
...panic and dread started filling the mind of the Anhysbys once more...
...the iris was glowing in a deep bloodred, it had no eyelids but the outlines of what seemed to be similar to them were glowing in a similar red as the iris...
...it hurts...
...thin red veins crawled along the blackness at the borders of the eyeball, staring at the eye was even more mind-raping than the nothingness around it though the Anhysbys was unable to escape it´s gaze or look away...
...IT HURT...
...the Anhysbys, tried to screech, scream, move, close it´s eyes, do literally anything, though...it was unable to...
...madness filled the mind of the Anhysbys, immeasurable, unfathomable, drowning in the endless stream of hatred and insanity, it´s mind shattered, squashed in the stream of horror like an insect...
...after the post-critical levels the entire activity in the body of the Anhysbys suddenly just halted, not as if it died, it just halted, stopped from one moment to the as if someone put it into a stasis field...though there was nothing...
...nothing apart of the Anhysbys and the feather...
...amongst all the madness the Anhysbys suddenly heard a voice, it was as if it forced itself into it´s mind, making it go blank, unable to be unheard, unable to be overheard, unable to be misunderstood, suppressing everything else that the Anhysbys thought or felt, it felt as if it heard the voice before, even though it never did, it talked in language unfathomable to it and yet it understood, it felt even more primal than the echo that...what echo?...
"Intruders are not tolerated."
Suddenly everything was gone, the memories, the feelings, the images...all that remained was a part of the infathomable madness that engulfed it, it tried to screech...
...suddenly the activity returned, it had been only few moments after they stopped, it seemed to be just under the critical point, at the same time an incedibly loud, psionical and at the same time vocal screeching started, coming from the Anhysbys, expressing the utter madness it was engulfed by without any words...
...the Anhysbys started crashing into things in the research facility, screeching, mad, enraged, luckily for the researchers it seemed to be unable to use any of it´s weaponry...
