Comic Transcript
NARRATOR: Ubersoft. The twilight of the early morning, while most mortals still sleep.
NARRATOR: Deep within these accursed halls, where mortals in their pride do what nature abhors, something stirs…
MARK (Off-panel): Nngh.
NARRATOR: Barely moving, barely aware, it seeks only to sustain itself, to sate its unholy craving.
MARK (Off-panel): Gnkhzzk…
NARRATOR: Hunting…
MARK: Gnnngh…
NARRATOR: Reaching…
MARK: Znnnngkkk…
NARRATOR: GRASPING FOR THAT WHICH WILL BRING IT LIFE.
ALEX: Yes, Mark, the coffee is almost ready.
MARK: Ungh.
