The world was at its worst state so far, the sun’s temperature raised ridiculously, and Visitors dispersing. Tonight was odd, even more so when you were hit with a shock when you look through the peephole in the door, and there stood a man with his mouth wired up. You figured you should let him in for now. He was making muffled noises before going into the storage room. It seemed like he wanted some space, and you’d gladly give it, as you had other guests to test for the time being.

Then all a sudden, you heard a thump in there, like something being dropped. You enter with pace, you find that he had cut the wires from his mouth, some blood smeared around his lips. When he sees you, he steps forward, hands finding your forearms, gripping and looking into your eyes as he speaks what seems to be Atbash cipher.

"Gszg sfig gviiryob, Wl blf pmld dszg droo svok drgs gsv kzrm? Kovzhv."

Wireface wasn’t frantic, but wasn’t calm either.