[ out here in the furthest ring, there is no concept of time. seconds feel like eons, and several of them pass before something nigh-intelligible breaks the silence. ]

T̗͓̫̠̝͉̗͛ͦH̳̟̭͕̬̄ͥ̉͆ͬ̅̎E̩̒ͧ͂ͣ͂ ̹̙͍͍̺̲ͭ́KN͇̮̭̟ͦ͗̉ͣͭ̂̽Ǐ͉̲̤͖̮ͮͬͧG̬̩͙H̳̮͍̰͇̦͐̇ͦ͑̏̓T͉̭͈̖͚̼̓ͮ̌ͥͮ̈͑ ̩͎̣̦̬̲ͪͯS̝͆P͚̞͖̹̹̜̞̌E͈͙̓̑̂̊A͇͍̤ͦ̐̓K̊̉̌Ś͎͔̻̠̗̟̌̓̾
̣͎̥̯̫̻̻̈ͯ̽́ͨH̋ͦ͂I͉͐̉ͩͣ͐̎S͎̙̗͖̪̣̣ͮͯ̾ ͎̪̙͎̮̲̾̀́͒͆̓̒ͅO͉͔̞̯̳̹T͎́̔̓͊ͥͬ̀H̞̩̘͔̠͔͈̑̍͗ͪ͌͋̄E͖̼̦ͦͪ̓͗ͯR̥̊̚ ̈́̒Ǐ̓̿̇S͚̯̳ͧ ̭̪̱͓͎̐̀Ď̰̦͚̏Ė̗̆́͒ͦ̃A̺̩͉̓̌̾̽D͐ͤͦ̈
̖̯̰̒ͩ̒͊ͯ̉͛Á̠͇̓̍ͥ͋̚N͉̰͕̓͑ͯ̊͐̈D̞̂̔̂̄̐͌ ̲̺͐ͭ̍T͈̪̦̞̰͋́͑͒Ḫ͍̦͙̂̍̈̎͑͐͑U̱̩͌̊̋͊̊̔S̥͈ͩ̚
͋H͇͍ͤE͓͋̂̉͐ ̜̜̲̥̦̗C̼̤̻̲͎̯̜̉̒ͧ́̓͂O͇̳͍̫ͤM͖͙̲ͨͩ͋ͬ͆ͧE̐̂S͍̟͎̪̥̻̽ͧ ̠͓̹̼͍̪ͩͦ͐ͫTO̲͕͖͙͍͇̎͐ͫ ́O̗̱̯̫̯ͩ͊U̖̤͓̣̹͈͂ͨ̂̽ͬ̚R̓͐̚ ̯͚͎̫̪̪͔̂D̬̳͖̞͙̪͉Ö̩ͩM̮͓̙͖͓͍ͪ̎ͨ̇ͩẢ̦͍͓ͦͤͧͭͮͅİ̙̰̙̠̜̥̖̊N̘̯̗̞̝͎͛ͬ̃ͨͨ