Beneath the Realm of the Conscious,

Hidden deep within its crevasses,

A malignant, ubiquitous entity bleeds silently.

Guarded heavily by the Others,

Psychocity denies corporal entry.

Souls who have acknowledged their Other,

And have heard its cries

Are permitted to enter.

Clasp your sanity tightly,

And arm yourself with caution,

As the weak will not survive.

Let the Other’s swallow you whole,

And take heed of Their stories.

Let them guide you through and through,

As this is their realm.

This is Psychocity.