C=====D. Go in A, come out C, go in B come out D. Can see just fine all the way through. Sometimes unidentified things at the end that flee. One time a passing through vehicle was shot at.
Chrono-displaced killer: All sound and light emitted from a man is delayed by X minutes. He's terrified of the image that's constantly following him around. Can't talk like normal but can type.
One Life: Arcade game where the player character looks like the person playing. Character must run and jump through obstacles (game physics) but will sometimes look at the screen longingly. Deaths are gruesome and graphic. Once a player loses, the game will not let them replay.
"Dr. XXX managed to survive until the end of the level, which featured a boss-fight against [REDACTED]. After winning, the screen asked "Congratulations. You win! Continue?" and a timer. When the timer hit zero [DATA EXPUNGED]."
Fear Bots: Crude wind-up robots that vaguely resemble an animal or person. Anyone with a phobia of said animal or person will have an acute reaction. Sort of weaponized/ironic uncanny valley. Spiders, Clowns, Ghosts, Criminals, the Devil, Birds, frogs,
Similar to SCP-747, something comes out of your body, like a fruit or rock or fluid. You must eat it or you will die.
A series of severed heads and a wand. Each one says a different syllable when struck. Three of them say syllables unpronounceable by humans without extreme damage to their tongues. Ooh! The anomalous heads have their own special tongues and organs, and did when they were alive. List the syllables, redact some of them.
It's December 21st, the winter solstice. The sun will go down soon, but I need to make sure you're prepared for what's about to happen. After it gets dark out, wherever you are, you may feel an odd sensation like you've suddenly lost something small but unbelievably precious. That's good. That means it's working. The feeling will fade and you can get on with your life.
If you don't feel anything, don't panic. You might get lucky. Maybe it happened without you noticing. Your life is so bland and dull and empty that a piece here and there won't be missed. But there's still a chance that it just didn't work. Maybe you haven't drank enough of the water. Maybe you don't watch a lot of TV. Maybe you're immune to the gas they pump into the air. Maybe you bypassed every failsafe that was put into place. Then they have to get involved directly.
Every man, woman, and child needs to pitch in, to contribute a little bit of themselves on the Dark Night. That's the way it's been for millennia. They used to collect their dues in other ways. Sacrifices, mainly. Prayer helped for a time. Nowadays, there's enough people in the world that they only need a minute or so from each. The average citizen will sleep sound, confident the sun will rise tomorrow. It's something they take for granted. So remember, even as they break into your house and take you away, don't struggle, don't cry, and above all don't try to escape. You're paying your dues. I promise that the alternative is much, much worse.