MongHead
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Log:
Date: 04,06 / 2890
- Malfunction with primary comms relay -
- Malfunction with oxygen generators -
- Malfunction with shield generator -
- Malfunction with planetary surface environmental stabilizers -
- Malfunction with re-animator -
- Malfunction with void fusion reactors -
[[ Command_Authorization: 1001E7 ]]
[[Command recognized.
[[ ID: 1001E7
[[ Rank: Colonel
[[ Name: Nix Valestin
[[ Last log entry: 01,06 / 2890 {0631}
[[Time: 14:17 pm
[[Command_Override 60991
[[System Override
// Beginning Recording //
Date: 04,06 / 2890
- Malfunction with primary comms relay -
- Malfunction with oxygen generators -
- Malfunction with shield generator -
- Malfunction with planetary surface environmental stabilizers -
- Malfunction with re-animator -
- Malfunction with void fusion reactors -
[[ Command_Authorization: 1001E7 ]]
[[Command recognized.
[[ ID: 1001E7
[[ Rank: Colonel
[[ Name: Nix Valestin
[[ Last log entry: 01,06 / 2890 {0631}
[[Time: 14:17 pm
[[Command_Override 60991
[[System Override
// Beginning Recording //
The holo-screen turned on as a weathered down, blood drenched man in grey military fatigues adjusted the the camera. "Federal Security Log. This is Lieutenant Nix Valestin. Military Chief Scientist for Gamaria. If you're planet-side, you're as good as dead. Best thing to do is relay the navy and order a lancer strike on this godforsaken planet... I'm serious. You're going to die here... Those things. This whole planet. It needs to be destroyed."
"Initial scans screwed up. The scan reports said that the planet was barren and safe to establish a research base. We went four years not knowing about the ticking time-bomb just beneath the surface. We only found out too late. There was nothing we could do. So whoever's listening, listen well."
"This planet was never barren. It was once alive. But there was an extinction event that occurred two hundred thousand years ago. This thing. It wiped out all life on this planet. It infected them. Changing them. Or so we think. The incident began two days ago. We began to get reports of suspicious deaths within the facility. The damn things infiltrated our facility. It took control of other people. Mimicking them. It got to the point where we couldn't determine who was lying and who was telling the truth. They're that good. If you run into anyone. There's a high chance that they are no longer Human. They are not parasitic. Nor are they microbial.... They're something. More dangerous."
"Ugh. Get out of my head!"
"ARGH!"
"Listen. They are not physical. They get in your mind. They are everywhere. They posses you. Reanimate you. Control you, your memories, and become you... They speak to you. Whisper to you. That's how they slowly take control of you. And eventually seduce you. They use triggers. Hallucinations. These beings. They're not from the nether realm. Nor are they from the void... They're from a new plane in existence. A plane we haven't discovered. This. This planet. It."
"It acts like a gateway from us. Real-plane. To theirs."
"Get out. GET OUT!"
"............."
"Mara? Mara is that you? No no no no NO!"
"NOOO!"
"Get out of my HEAD!!!"
"Mara. Len. My god, it is you. NO. No. You're not real. No. You're not. Yes you are. Stop messing with my thoughts."
"STOP!"
"Stop. Please... Destroy this solar system. I can hear them. They're penetrating my mind. Don't come looking for me. Kill all the survivors. They're adapting. They're growing stronger and i don't know how much more i can take."
"This i- ARGH!!!"
"Override Protocol Contingency."
"Contingency Override enabled"
"Bur-"
"Burn th-"
"-ound"
"It-"
" -nger"
// End of Recording //
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