You hear it before you sleep.
Thrumming at the edge of consciousness
like an unholy heartbeat.
You know now that the thick door that guards you
from the night is no protection: it can’t hold back the sound.
Each day another friend no longer recognizes you when they wake.
Another enemy no longer seems to care.
And the sound continues.
At last you will wait passively no more. On the morn you will gather your
remaining compatriots and seek out the source of this faceless terror.
And end it.
Adventure M-1: Against the Vortex Temple