We’ve recently been receiving small snatches of databursts that suggest something big is on the horizon. After many months in the sensorium, piecing together shreds of astropathic data, our pict-servitors have pieced together new footage.
Well, that was… odd. Perhaps our pict-records need a bit of percussive recalibration, accompanied by the ordained catechisms of the Machine God?
Perhaps the upcoming Not Warhammer 40,000 Preview might extract something more useful…
