Heroes of Rapture - The Performer

Audio Logs of Suresh Sheti, Rapture, circa 1958

“I arrived in a city starved for proper intellectual stimulation. They rushed to my show in droves, chomping at the bit, salivating like Pavlov’s pets. I gave them what they hungered for. I could hear this collective thought, this single, greedy, constant thought, rebounding in the rapacious hollows of their minds. ‘Give us more. It’s not enough! We need more!’ I soon understood that this was a city of trainable beasts, and intellectual satiation would be my means of control.”

“Closing the theaters, are they? Bravo, I say. Good riddance. I tire of the puerile pap pouring persistently from Fort Frolic. As for me, I no longer require the safety net of theatrical pretense. No, my skills have quite outgrown the confines of the theatrical medium. I shall take my talents directly to the street.”

“Today, I was approached by a golem in a diving suit. I looked into his mind, and it was all screams and their echoes…a cold and hollow infinity, whose sole occupant was a warped, painful howling, bleeding out into the indifferent void.”