[There's a hawk barreling toward you. Aiming right for that key.]

[Anyone outside, will probably notice the hawk long before they notice the man. It's flying overhead, coming from what appears to be the forest. It sweeps the Keeps entirety, screeching as it flies. When it lands, it finally begin to feast on pigeon it had killed earlier, completely unconcerned about the audience it had ( Read more... )

[The video starts to record, but there's no one there. Nothing but the ceiling. Soon, the camera is covered by a hand, bearing a strange unreadable tattoo on its palm.

The voice is monotone as it speaks. And since there's no inflection, it's kind of hard to tell if he's asking a question or demanding an answer.]

What is this.

You know the drill~