Wisdom of the Buzzing: The Jailers

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TRANSMIT - initiate Securement signal - RECEIVE - initiate Containment frequency - SAFE - initiate Protection syntax - EUCLID - initiate the Veil Protocol - KETER - initiate special containment procedures - WITNESS - The Jailers.

One of your most awful writers, sweetling, once wrote that “We live on a placid island of ignorance in the midst of black seas of infinity, and it was not meant that we should voyage far.” Worse than mere infinite black seas, sweetling, reality skips and dances across the skin of the universe, and what was true today might not be true tomorrow. No one knows that better than the Jailers. 

The benevolent conspiracy. The Veil Protocol. The secret world. The truth of the matter is that everything you know is wrong. The world is full of things science can’t explain: occultists transform reality with rituals and words of power; a girl can be born with the ability to make her wishes come true; an awful reptile can never die; with a little liquid, a book can lengthen itself, writing new history, history which is true. But the Jailers don’t want you to know that. 

The Jailers think there is nothing better than to live on that placid isle, and they will lock up anything that might pull you into the water. They dress up their mission, of course, sweetling. Fascists don’t think they’re fascists, but how else would you describe the belief you can dictate what normalcy should be? We, sweetling, and you, and our dear friends on The Board; we all are certainly not within their definition. 

So take care, agent. Show not your powers to the innocent. Keep your activities secret from civilians. Draw only the scantest attention to yourself, lest the Jailers come for you. Or worse, the Cleansers. We’ll whisper of them soon, sweetling. Don’t touch that dial.