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[BEGIN LOG] Alpha: Alright command. We're situated in the airlock, and ready to roll. Command: Confirmed. Go ahead and sound off. Alpha: Orion-9 Alpha, check. Bravo: Orion-9 Bravo, check. Command: Alright, men - we're in position about 500m from the head of this creature. Make sure your tethers are on good and tight, we don't want any of you getting separated out there. Bravo: What's visibility like down here today, command? Command: Standby. Command: About three meters. Foxtrot: So it's dark as ****. Got it. Bravo: Why are we so far out? Command: The size of this thing is hard to comprehend, and it's wrapped up in itself in several places. We can't get too close because there's too much body there. The entity hasn't moved in about three weeks. Foxtrot: At all? Command: Affirmative. It moves slightly with the currents down here, but nothing more than that. If it weren't for the head movement that was observed by the first submersible team, we probably wouldn't know if it was alive or not. Foxtrot: That's reassuring. Alpha: Alright, tethers are tight. Flood the chamber. Command: Confirmed. Rushing water is heard as the airlock chamber floods. No other sound is heard for several minutes. After some time, the sound of rushing water stops. Alpha: You both good? Bravo: I'm good. Foxtrot: It's ******* cold. Alpha: Hopefully we won't be out for long then. Turn on your lights boys, Here we go. All members of the dive team exit the airlock. There is a low mechanical sound as the airlock door closes behind them. A muffled click sound is heard, and the Stravinsky activates its aft floodlights. Foxtrot: Hey Alpha, I uh— maybe this is a bad time to ask, but I can't remember how to turn on my lamp, and- Alpha: Your lamp is on, Foxtrot. Foxtrot: It— what? (Pauses) What did you call me? Alpha: Your designation, Mulhaney. Foxtrot. Bravo: I'm Foxtrot, boss. Alpha: Hang on, what are you talking about? Foxtrot: I don't understand what you mean by "designation". Alpha: It's your goddamn call sign, Bravo, what do you mean— Bravo: Who's Bravo? Alpha: I— uh, shit, hang on. I was going to say something. Barry3, are you still there? Command: Standby. (Pause) Go for command. Alpha: Hey, we're having a little trouble out here, I'm not sure who… we seem to have some confusion over designations, and I'm not sure where we're going. Foxtrot: Where exactly are we? Bravo: God, do you— do you guys feel that? I've just got an awful headache, it's like needling in my brain, something… Command: Dive team, be advised that we believe you may be experiencing some detrimental cognitive effects. Keep moving forward, and we'll give you more information as we receive it. Alpha: Noted. Command, be advised that Foxtrot has a… uh… terrible headache. I think… are we going in the right direction? We can't see out here. Command: You are roughly 150m from the head of the entity, Alpha. You should be getting a visual soon. Bravo: Command, I don't see anything, where are we? Alpha: Where are we? Command: We're almost there, Alpha - dive team, be advised, we're picking up movement from the entity on radar. Alpha: I— Barry, I don't see anything down here, what are we supposed to be looking- Foxtrot: All… all I can see is darkness. There's a chill foul wind blowing, pushing me towards a brink I can't see- Alpha: Shut up, shut up, shut up - Command, Bravo is unresponsive, requesting immediate cessation of mission- Bravo: Wait a second- Foxtrot: —on the edge of the nothingness, inches from oblivion. There's a… there's a sickness in my mind that I know can't be cured. Beyond me is only blackness, and a single pair of dark eyes- Alpha: What? What are you saying? Command: Dive team, we're going to pull you back in immediately, we have reason to believe that— Alpha: Barry? Is that you? How can it be? I shoveled the dirt during your— Bravo: I can hear something over there, Alpha, your light, get your *******— Foxtrot: —silence, only silence, my consciousness coming undone and only and only and only- Command: Dive team, something is moving toward you, repeat, something is moving toward you, prepare to return to- Alpha: Ah, this is shit. I can't see. How far are we from the- Bravo: It's right there! It's right there! ****! What are you both doing? ****! Foxtrot: —and only the eel remains. Radio silence for twenty seconds. Command: Alpha? Radio silence for thirteen seconds. Command: Alpha? Bravo? Foxtrot? Do any of you hear us? Bravo: (Unintelligible) Command: Oh, thank God - Bravo, you need to speak up, we can't— Bravo: Shhhhhhhh. Radio silence for ten seconds. Command: Something has bound up the winch between you and us, we can't— Alpha: It's opening its mouth. Bravo: It's so dark, there's— ah- Foxtrot: Where am I? What— Alpha: Barry? How can it be? I shoveled dirt- Bravo: Mulhaney… swim, get away, there's only darkness, swim— Foxtrot: Only- There is suddenly tension in the tether attached to the Stravinsky. O-9 Foxtrot's radio goes silent. There is the sound of a struggle through the other two radios. Command: Foxtrot? Foxtrot? Alpha? Bravo? Talk to me, stay calm, what happened? Bravo: It ate him, ****, he's gone, it took him whole, he— goddammit, Alpha, what are you doing? Alpha: Alpha? Bravo: Cut the ******* goddamn tether Alpha, it's pulling us in! Alpha: Who? Bravo: ****! Alpha: (Silence) Ah— Total radio silence for 30 seconds. Tether attached to Stravinsky is pulled free from its moorings and disappears. Command: Alpha, Bravo, do you copy? Radio silence for five seconds. Command: Alpha, Bravo, do you copy? Bravo: This is Bravo, I'm… I'm floating in the dark. I can see shapes moving through the fog, but they're hard to make out. I cut my tether, Alpha wouldn't— I think he's gone. I don't see his light anymore. Command: Acknowledged. We're coming to- Bravo: Hang on, just let me think for a second… cognition, this thing, it doesn't work around it. Your brain can't form thought, (static) it hurts, it's like dying, and— Command: Bravo, do you have eyes on the entity? Bravo: It's in my head, guys. Coiled up in there like a snake, and something about it is… caustic. (Pauses) I can see it, just in front of me. It's not doing anything, it's… it isn't moving. Just hanging there, with its mouth open. I think it's finished eating. (Pauses) That fluid is seeping through the skin around its head, about a meter back. Just looking at the stuff is making me… like the room is spinning. I feel nauseous. My head isn't working right. (Laughter) There's an abortion under the floorboards, and another in the si— wait, this is wrong, that wasn't me. Who said that? Bravo: My… I'm going to collect a sample, hang on. Command: Bravo, we're going to send out a crew to get you, just hold on. Bravo: Oh no, don't do that. Not… you have to be trained to not feel the things I'm feeling, otherwise it will get into you. Maybe it will anyway, who knows. It feels like the end of the world down here, fellas. My heart is really going off the charts, and I think I'm dying. Just— (Pauses) I got a sample. I'll attach it to one of those little balloons and let it float up. You'll be able to get it later. Don't spend too much time around that stuff, it… it doesn't… your mind… it… (Quick, heavy breathing) Command: Bravo? Bravo: I think I'm dying. I'm dying, I know I'm dying, this is it. I just want to get away from here. You know, it occurs to me… (laughs quietly) don't send anyone else out here. It's so dark. Command: Bravo? |