Registered Phenomena Code: XXX
Object Class: Beta-Purple
Hazard Types:
Containment Protocols:
Description: RPC-XXX is a modified IBM Model-5150 Personal Computer, located in the attic of a house in ██████████, United Kingdom. XXX is rigged to broadcast two encrypyted signals: one signal is broadcast one second into the past, and the other is broadcast one second into the future. XXX is also connected to a private self-replicating Local Area Network; examinations of this network reveal the IP addresses of numerous other interconnected IBM model 5150 computers, which appear to be identical.
Also included with XXX is a series of documents written by Dr. Oliver Semyon, whose body was also discovered alongside RPC-XXX after commiting suicide by hanging. The documents detail Semyon's research into the "Many-Worlds" interpretation, which he dubbed "Universal Domino Theory".
In short, Semyon's "Universal Domino Theory" requires certain presuppositions;
- In an isolated system, every transfer of energy decreases the amount of available energy and increases the system's overall entropy.
- The Universe is an isolated system; therefore, the Universe will inevitably suffer Heat Death.
- Because of Humanity or an unrelated incident, an uncontrollable chain reaction could spontaneously cause Heat Death.
- Should one Universe fail, it stands to reason that an alternate Universe would be created where no such chain reaction took place; as one universe is destroyed, another is created.
- There are a finite number of parallel universes, akin to an ever expanding Domino Chain; as one domino falls, another is placed; the number of "dominos" remains the same.
- It is impossible to know one's position in the Domino Chain.
Addendum:
Registered Phenomena Code: 288
Object Class: Omega-OrangeHazard Types: Psychotronic Hazard Info-Hazard Memory-Alteration Hazard Sensory Hazard Visual Hazard Emotional Hazard Radiation Hazard
Containment Protocols: Due to the phenomenal nature of RPC-288, no effective method of containment exists. However, to best prevent manifestations of RPC-288 from reaching the public, Authority agents have been embedded in chief editorial positions in every major newspaper in the United Kingdom. These agents are to proofread and examine the daily crossword before and after publication. If an instance of RPC-288 is detected, it is to be sent to Site-112 for further testing. Despite these efforts, it is unlikely RPC-288 will manifest before distribution to the public.
A manifestation of RPC-288 will be detectable via a unique radiation signature, which the Authority can trace using specialised Geiger counters. Should an instance of RPC-288 manifest in public and be completed, Authority agents should photograph, transcribe, and then burn the completed crossword. Incomplete crosswords are to be sent to Site-112 for further testing. A civilian who has solved or has started to solve an instance of RPC-288 is to be debriefed and then administered Class A-2 amnestics.
Description: RPC-288 is a crossword puzzle that manifests as the daily crossword in any major United Kingdom-based newspaper. The crossword clues within RPC-288 will initially match the published clues but will change to suit the reader. Answers to these new questions will be personal in nature, and will sometimes be secrets known only to the reader. The source of RPC-288 is unknown; however, instances of RPC-288 bare the signature "Wordsworth", although attempts to identify this individual have proved fruitless.
As the reader solves the crossword and remembers past experiences, their desire to finish the puzzle will become obsessive. The reader will attempt to violently retrieve RPC-288 if it is removed from their possession when they are near completion. If the reader is isolated from RPC-288 for one hour, their mood will become anxious and agitated, and they will attempt to obtain RPC-288 through non-violent means. Should subsequent requests to obtain RPC-288 be denied, the reader will become catatonic and begin self-mutilating, carving words into their bodies. Cross-referencing these words with instances of RPC-288 will show that these words are in fact answers to incomplete parts of RPC-288. A reader who has reached this point will often die of exsanguination or shock.
Completion of an instance of RPC-288 will have a different effect on each reader. Most commonly, the reader will momentarily lose consciousness before reawakening with excessive feelings of peacefulness, nostalgia, shame, depression, or aggression. On occasion, readers with heightened negative feelings will resort to self-harm or attempt suicide. While it is possible to use amnestics on the reader to prevent recollection of RPC-288, the changes to their emotional state seem to be permanent. Attempts by the Authority to use RPC-288 as a therapeutic tool have proved too unpredictable for reliable use. Further requests into this matter will be denied.
Emergency services were called to the family home of Eleanor █████, (██), at approximately ██:██ on ██/██/20██. Key details from the 999 call suggested possible manifestation of an instance of RPC-288. Prior to this call, traces of RPC-288's unique radioactive signature had been detected, but readings were not high enough to warrant inquiry.
Eleanor █████'s cause of death was determined to be exsanguination via self-mutilation. The coroner's report notes Ms. █████ had carved words into her torso with a pair of scissors, drawing the attention of the Authority.
Investigation into the events leading to the death of Ms. █████ is summarised as follows. This summary is corroborated by members of the █████ family:
Ms. █████, a lifelong puzzle fanatic, had recently installed a personal desktop computer in her home. At her age, Ms. █████ lacked the technical literacy required to safely use a computer or browse the internet. Ms. █████ soon began completing digital crosswords on the online versions of popular newspapers, abandoning print media puzzles altogether. Despite repeated protests from her family, access to online puzzles led to sliding standards of personal hygiene and a failure to maintain a stable diet. Ms. █████ revealed to a family member that she had found "the perfect puzzle that never ended". In a bid to help her, Ms. █████'s family staged an intervention; Ms. █████ was locked in the toilet and isolated from her personal computer, which was to be taken away from her and then returned at a later date. Ms. █████ began to beg her family to allow her back to her computer. When this did not work, Ms. █████ became silent for some time and did not respond when addressed. Finding her silence troubling, her family unlocked the door to discover Ms. █████'s corpse, upon which paramedics were called to the scene.
"From the desk of Site Director ████████"
Following recent events, I have determined that current containment protocols for RPC-288 are inadequate. With 288 moving into the datasphere, I have taken it upon myself to form a team of technical engineers with the express purpose of developing a far-reaching application to combat this emerging threat. Currently, this program is operating under the code-name ACID BURN. ACID BURN is a discerning software that cross-references information gathered from cataloged print instances of RPC-288 with data that passes through our centre in ██████ and deletes matching aberrant code where detected.
In light of these developments, I request that all administrative staff inform their subordinates to keep a watchful eye on their inboxes and to not open anything from "Wordsworth". Instead, personnel should simply catalogue the email for future reference by forwarding it directly to the ACID BURN server at this address: ██████████████████████████████.
Signed,
Site Director ████████
LEVEL 4 CLEARANCE ONLY
At approximately ██:██ on ██/██/20██, three arrests were made in the city of ███████, United Kingdom. The subjects arrested were charged with public vandalism and disruption of the peace after painting large scrawls in the middle of the road, causing multiple traffic collisions. Upon questioning, each claimed no knowledge of the actions or identities of the other two.
Upon transfer into Authority custody, investigation revealed that these individuals had experienced nightmares involving crosswords and traumatic past experiences. In interviews, they expressed no particular love of pen-and-paper puzzles or of puzzles in general. Since their nightmares, subjects began to experience severe anxiety and excessive pareidolia, causing sequential squares to resemble boxes on a crossword puzzle. Each subject proclaimed that this anxiety became so great they believed they could "get it out" by defacing the street, an experience which they called "liberating" but "frustrating because [the police] stopped me". Subjects still display symptoms of pareidolia. No subject understood the content of their graffiti, and examination by Authority linguists and calligraphers has yielded no conclusive results, although some correlations between the graffiti and various ancient Mesopotamian texts exist. No subject involved is familiar with the ancient Mesopotamian lexicon.Authority researchers determined that the placement of graffiti in ███████ resembled the start of a gigantic crossword puzzle when viewed from above, using the city streets as puzzle boxes. Because the purpose of this activity currently remains unknown, the Authority has ruled to keep the three subjects in custody until their condition has improved.
| To; Site Director ████████
| From; Head Researcher █████
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| Subject: Recent events and capabilities of RPC-288 |
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Director ████████,
Despite our best efforts, RPC-288 manages to evolve and evade us. The events in ███████ are cause for concern, but what purpose they serve is unknown for now (although some researchers well-versed in the occult have speculated that [REDACTED]). Personally I worry about the pathology of the "███████ three" as we call them, and how it was incepted; if what they are saying is true, I theorise that 288 has access to the collective human subconscious.
If this is the case then I request permission to [DATA EXPUNGED] to confirm this hypothesis. Currently my department is lacking the budget necessary to perform such an extensive procedure, but I believe that the Authority can and WILL succeed in neutralising this threat. No matter the cost.
Signed,
█████████ █████, Head Researcher
Below is a transcript of a shared dream between all Authority personnel across Site-112 on ██/██/20██. Witnesses report dreaming a series of vivid, abstract, unsettling images that could only be described as "a sort of wreckage, like a child had pulled the world apart and then glued it back together". Accompanying this imagery was a disembodied voice that bore no gendered characteristics, instead resembling an incoherent "distorted grumbling" that was automatically understood as a native language.
We are all words on page, ink on parchment, pen on paper. When we are gone and photographs have faded, all that proves our existance is text. Likewise, the text of the mind is just a book to be read, and books can be unbound. This is what I seek at the heart of it all; for if all languages are understood through words, then to know all words is to know all languages, and once one knows all languages, they will know the True Universal language of Humanity. To use this language is to bind the Human race to the will of one. With it, I will reduce the complexities of the psyche to mere lines and then I will rebuild anew, without trauma or pain and through my words I will deliver life and peace everlasting. This is my will. You cannot stop me.
NOTICE:
This document is currently undergoing revision in light of new developments.
Registered Phenomena Code: XXX
Object Class: Alpha-White Alpha-Yellow
Hazard Types: Radiation Hazard, Contact Hazard, Destabilization Hazard, Extra-Dimensional Hazard, Teleportation Hazard, Electric Hazard
Containment Protocols: RPC-XXX is to be kept in a large lead-lined containment chamber in the Alpha wing of Site-XXX atop a 4-foot tall rubber-coated steel plinth in the centre of the room. RPC-XXX is to be monitored via CCTV, as well as Geiger counters, Ammeters, and UV cameras, which are to be checked twice daily by authorised personnel. Should RPC-XXX display aberrant readings on any of this equipment, it is to be removed from Authority circuitry and doused in anti-static foam by CSD personnel.
With appropriate Level 3 authorization, RPC-XXX can be placed in a specialized "electrical cot" for testing; because RPC-XXX generates minor-but-constant radiation, testing personnel should spend no longer than 15 minutes within XXX's containment chamber. Before use, fuses on the "cot" should be checked and replaced if needed, and the circuit breaker should be reset. The "cot" should also be cleaned before and after use.
Description: RPC-XXX is an orb approximately 9 inches in diameter, made of an unknown yellow crystal that bares some atomic similarities to Opal gemstones. Left alone, RPC-XXX will emanate a bright light only visible through ultraviolet imaging. This light generates no heat, but does consistently generate low levels of radioactive energy (measured around 0.06 mSv). Aside from this, RPC-XXX is essentially harmless. Attempts by the Authority to exploit this energy source are ongoing. When charged with an electrical current above 434 amperes, XXX "activates" and becomes a focal point for dimensional ley lines. In this state, physical contact with XXX will result in the instant displacement of the subject to another dimension, named "Dimension Omega (Ω)". A subject transported to Dimension Ω can touch the version of XXX present there and return safely. So far, only subjects who originate from our dimension seem capable of returning through XXX. This is speculated to be because "travellers" are anchored to our dimension by the unique background radiation of our universe, thus ensuring safe passage back-and-forth through RPC-XXX. As of yet, no living entities have emerged through XXX.
Because of its unique placement as the prism at the centre of dimensional crossover while "active", Dimension Ω resembles a castrophany of multiple alternate dimensions. Dimension Ω measures around ACS-2 and possibly lower. As such, Dimension Ω is often extremely unpredictable and very deadly. Strong caution is advised1.
Discovery: RPC-XXX was confiscated by the Authority on ██/██/20██ during a raid on a derelict house in ██████, France. Prior to this, the derelict had drawn attention due to the copious electricity being generated there, despite the house having burnt down over fifty years prior. Authority agents observed the house for several months, noting that it seemed to have access to electricity but was not connected to the electrical grid. At weekly intervals, a person would leave the building's basement and walk to the nearby village of ████, where they purchased food before returning to the house. MST Hotel-14 "Manhunters" conducted the raid, discovering a group of eight homeless occupants who attempted to fight back; subsequently, seven were killed, and the last mortally wounded. RPC-XXX was discovered in the basement presented on a shrine, and had been crudely connected to a fallen power line in the courtyard; this is believed to be how RPC-XXX was used to power the building. MST Hotel-14 attempted to interrogate the surviving vagrant but were unsuccessful, as he expired before divulging pertinent information. Further inspection of the building and its effects seemed to reveal some information regarding its occupants, namely that they were a travelling religious cult, that they were all partially related, and that RPC-XXX was worshipped as an aspect of an entity named "Arshuugh, the raving eye"2.
Addendum XXX Testing and Development Log 1: Given the potential applications for an anomalous energy source, testing has begun at Site-XXX to reverse engineer RPC-XXX to a local power grid. This has resulted in the construction of an "electrical cot", an arched metal stand meant to draw power from RPC-XXX via conduction. As of ██/██/20██, Authority researchers have only been able to draw a maximum of 247 amperes from RPC-XXX.
Addendum XXX Testing and Development Log 2: On ██/██/20██, during a testing session led by Senior Researchers Gavell and Dejardin3, the Alpha wing of Site-XXX was struck by lightning, resulting in a surge which shut down power to most of the building4. During the surge, approximately 1200 amperes were channeled backwards through RPC-XXX as Researcher Gavell was examining it. Researcher Dejardin witnessed Researcher Gavell be "absorbed" by RPC-XXX, before reappearing in the containment chamber moments later. Researcher Gavell had become catatonic and unresponsive; he remains hospitalized in the Medical wing of Site-XXX.
Exploration Controls: Before entering Dimension Ω, CSD personnel should undergo an extensive psychological evaluation. Subjects who display low levels of mental fortitude and attachment to reality (i.e. subjects diagnosed with schizophrenia or dementia) are excluded from testing RPC-XXX. Testing subjects should also be inoculated against severe psychic hazards.
Standard-issue Field Testing kits should be used during exhibitions to Dimension Ω:
- One (1) digital camera, mounted either on the subject's head or chest. Should Dimension Ω interfere with the camera's ability to capture data, shoulder-mounted tape-based camcorders can also be used.
- Three (3) spare camera batteries (rechargable) with an approximate seven-hour lifespan.
- One (1) standard-issue SATCOM rucksack, retrofitted to record and stream audio to Site-XXX. Rucksack should also contain one (1) standard-issue distress signal transmitter.
- One (1) chest-mounted LED light source with approximate two (2) hour lifespan, as well as four (4) spare batteries.
- Five (5) small blank-labelled plastic tubs for sample collection.
- Two (2) ballpoint pens.
- Two (2) litre bottles of water.
- Six (6) MREs.
Also included is weaponry for both personal protection and situational use. Subjects should not be made aware of these items until they have entered Dimension Ω.
- One (1) standard-issue combat knife.
- One (1) standard-issue loaded 9mm firearm, commonly a Beretta M9.
- Three (3) loaded 9mm magazines.
Exploration Logs:
Subject: CSD-55694 is a 29 year-old male of average build. Prior to tenure in Authority custody, CSD-55694 was serving a 25-year sentence for murder. Subject displays a sullen demeanor, and was very compliant during pre-testing preparation exercises. Subject is given the field testing kit and prompted to touch RPC-XXX, which he does.
Camera begins recording. Subject enters Dimension Ω and is standing in a large, partially destroyed chamber resembling a chapel. Sounds of heavy gunfire echo outside and flashes shine through holes in the ceiling. Subject is instructed to leave the building and survey the area. Subject steps over some bodies(?) crushed by chunks of fallen concrete.
After struggling to open the door, subject steps outside, revealing a town resembling early 20th century Italy. It is night time, but in the sky there appears to be a small, shifting celestial body resembling a star. Light from this body covers the town in a constantly-changing palette. Town appears to be in the midst of conflict, and has been thoroughly demolished. Electricity appears to be out but there is light from small fires and the flashes of overhead gunfire. Sky is filled with a dogfight between several hundred aircraft. Subject is instructed to find higher ground. After continuing down the street 300 paces, subject comes across a pile of bodies, and is instructed to inspect them. Turning one over, the body appears to resemble a human who has been "smudged" horizontally, with three faces each locked in a perpetual scream. Subject is instructed to take a sample, which he does.
Subject readies weapon and is questioned by Authority handler. Subject explains that he hears "something big" that has not yet been picked up by the camera. Subject is instructed to hide rather than engage, and subject hides inside a doorway. Around one minute later, Subject sees a large biomass move down the street ahead; biomass resembles an M13/40 tank in size, and appears to be comprised of multiple carbon-based lifeforms; many faces and limbs jut out from the biomass. It moves down the street away from the subject, leaving a trail of blood in its wake.
Subject is instructed to continue with the assigned task. After walking for around twenty minutes, subject comes across a clock tower in the centre of the town. In the square in front of the tower, there is a large pile of bodies. Subject moves past this pile and enters the clock tower. Travelling to the top floor, subject is instructed to gather the 360°-view of the area. Subsequent analysis of this footage by Authority geographers reveals that Dimension Ω's geometry resembles an inverted sphere; theoretically, it would be possible to look directly up and see the other side of Dimension Ω, however this is obscured by copious smoke and the celestial body around which Dimension Ω orbits. CSD-55694 is instructed to return through RPC-XXX.
Subject reaches the ground floor and witnesses the pile of bodies shift as if sleeping. A regiment of humanoids wearing 15th-century plate armour and armed with bayoneted rifles emerge from a collapsed building and surround the pile and open fire. The biomass appears to take minimal damage and rears up to full height (around 16-feet). Subject covers ears as a high-pitched cacophony of screams emanates from the biomass, causing the humanoids to collapse. Biomass's consistency then proceeds to drop dramatically, becoming a "bloody slop" that sweeps up the humanoids before disappearing down a street. Subject leaves clock tower and retrieves a bayoneted rifle against Authority handler's wishes and continues back to RPC-XXX.
Around fifteen minutes later, subject reaches the exterior of the chapel containing RPC-XXX. Subject appears to hear a groaning from somewhere nearby, and speculates it "sounds big". Subject enters the chapel and is instructed to drop the rifle before touching RPC-XXX. Subject safely returns to the RPC-XXX containment chamber on Site-XXX.
Conclusion: Dimension Ω currently resembles a version of World War 2-era Italy in the midst of conflict, although no sides bear resemblance to the Allies or the Axis. Whether this is a permanent state of Dimension Ω is yet to be seen. Debriefing with CSD-55694 reveals that Ω smelled "heavily like burning metal, and the air tasted of iron" and that upon returning through RPC-XXX, he felt very sick5. CSD-55694 also suggested that there were near-constant minor vibrations in the ground, although the source is unknown at this time.
Examining the sample retrieved by CSD-55694 reveals some interesting results; namely that the small sample of flesh contains five distinct genetic codes. Also of note is that three of these codes are identical to individuals currently alive. This suggests that Dimension Ω not only flattens space but also time.
Subject: CSD-45683 is a 22 year-old female with an athletic build. Prior to tenure in Authority custody, subject was serving a 16-year sentence for double manslaughter while driving. Victims were both minors. Subject's demeanour is best described as "easily agitated", but seems to be compliant.
Additional Notes: Subject is accompanied by Researcher Samuel Peck, who is to set up a F.O.B. around RPC-XXX. Researcher Peck is also equipped with an AECR to measure the coherency of the dimension, and will conduct several sub-tests personally to achieve optimal readings.
Subject and Researcher Peck are instructed to enter touch RPC-XXX and enter Dimension Ω, which they do.
Camera powers on. Subject and Peck are in the XXX chapel. Chapel is now shrouded in pitch darkness. No light through ceiling holes and no noise from outside. Subject and Peck turn on LED lights and inspect area; bodies and rubble from previous exploration log appear to have moved or been moved. Blood stains remain. Peck sets up AECR and begins to measure dimensional coherency. Subject is instructed to recon the area outside chapel. Subject opens chapel door but way appears to be blocked by dirt. CSD-45683 begins to dig at the dirt until light begins to shine through; chapel appears to be buried somewhat. Eventually, subject has dug enough of a hole to crawl through.
Subject exits the building; the town that had previously been around the chapel now appears to have been demolished and abandoned, leaving only ruins. It is still night, but the light from the celestial body is bright enough to view surroundings. Subject remarks that it is "deathly silent", and is then instructed to leave Researcher Peck and find a body of water, if possible. Authority handler instructs subject to continue due north in a straight line, prompting protests from CSD-45683. Authority handler threatens her with reduced privileges upon return to Site-XXX, and subject relents.
As subject moves north, she notes that the ruins seem to be covered in a red "moss", and is instructed to retrieve a sample. Subject touches the moss and comments on its warmth and soft consistency. She pulls out a clump of moss, and the mass appears to recede as if in response to painful stimulus. CSD-54683 covers ears as a screaming face manifests on the moss and emits a high-pitched scream before fading. Subject continues to travel north, with the moss becoming more prevalent until a thin layer covers the ground. Around seven hours after arrival, Researcher Peck contacts CSD-45683 to announce he is returning to Site-XXX. Subject implores Peck to stay, but he has already safely traversed RPC-XXX. Subject proceeds to launch a profanity-ridden tirade against Authority handler, prompting him to "mute" the subject. Subject appears to have a panic attack before Authority handler "unmutes" her, and promises he will not do it again if she is compliant.
Subject has been travelling for almost one day now. No sign the time of day is changing. Subject has now left the Italian ruin and is now traversing a featureless plain covered in the red moss. Subject is instructed to turn around and attempt to capture F.O.B. location, and does so before Authority handler grants permission to rest. After continuing on for around twenty-five minutes, Subject comes across a small wooden hut and draws her weapon, which is reluctantly authorised by Authority handler. Subject announces her presence before opening the hut door; hut appears to be empty, save for a bundle of rusted farm tools in the corner. Subject is given permission to cease streaming while resting in order to preserve battery life.
Some hours later, subject resumes streaming to Site-XXX. She explains that while she slept, Dimension Ω's geography dramatically shifted, opening a crevasse into which the hut has now been swallowed. CSD-45683 now finds herself in a vast underground tunnel system, the diameter of which is roughly twenty-two feet. The tunnel system appears to be covered in a slimy red substance different from the red moss on the surface, a sample of which the subject is instructed to take. Subject is instructed to activate her distress signal transmitter-which she does-and then find a way back to the surface.
Subject travels for several hours, running down two LED batteries and one camera battery. She remarks she can feel vibrations in the ground and a "groaning" from far down one end of the tunnel, but she isn't sure which. Subject eventually remarks she can hear the sound of running water, and increases her pace against Authority handler's wishes.
Subject rounds a corner and enters a large cistern-like area that appears to be "burrowed" out of the earth. Authority handler insists upon finding an exit but CSD-45683 is adamant she hears running water nearby, a sound which now echoes through the cistern. Further into the chamber, subject discovers a large pit in the ground with direct line of sight to the surface above it. Liquid runs down the hole and accumulates in the pit. Thirsty, CSD-45683 runs to the pit and laps up the liquid. When questioned by Authority handler, she remarks that it isn't water but it will do. Authority handler instructs her to not drink any more and to collect a sample. Subject fills up one empty water bottle with the liquid before continuing on.
After around two hours, subject begins to notice a sharper incline and the sound of rushing wind. Connection to Authority handler has become unstable due to distance from RPC-XXX, so footage at this point becomes distorted. CSD-45683 increases her pace towards the tunnel entrance for around 600 paces before light shines at the camera. Subject reaches end of tunnel system, tearing through membrane of the red moss and breaching surface. Subject is instructed to return to RPC-XXX as soon as possible.
CSD-45683 retraces steps south, eventually coming across a whirlpool that subject guesses is the top of the cistern found previously, where she refills empty water bottles and carries on.
Hours later, subject appears to see a lengthy shadow running across the plains in the distance; closer inspection reveals this to be a battalion of the armoured soldiers captured in Log 1, heading in the same direction as subject. Subject attempts to hide behind the carass of a dead cow(?), but is unsuccessful. Two soldiers accost CSD-45683 in a language not understood by Authority linguists, but subject understands the language as native, conversing with the duo, who quickly become agitated and aim their rifles at subject before calling another soldier who appears to be of higher or more specialised rank6. This specialist produces a "scanner" and inspects CSD-45683. Something is picked up on the scanner and the soldiers become aggressive, grabbing subject and dragging her off. Subject pleads with them, mentioning something about the liquid she had consumed earlier. Subject is dragged for several hours before camera battery goes dead.
Conclusion: Dimension Ω is prone to sudden and unexpected geographical shifts. What causes this is unknown, although it may have something to do with the underground tunnels and whatever is creating them. Soldiers of the "knight" faction do not appear to be directly hostile, and have a negative relationship to the liquid that is pervasive within Dimension Ω. Potential collaboration with this faction is possible; log and proposal will be sent to Board for approval. Note: CSD-45683 distress signal is still active. Recovery mission proposed.
Objective: The Board authorized an attempt to make contact with the "knights" faction present in Dimension Ω, as well as attempt to reclaim samples gathered by CSD-45683.
Additional Notes: MST X-Ray-12 "One Giant Leap", a four-strong team trained in extra-dimensional excursions, is assigned to conduct standard diplomatic mission "Operation Mousetrap". MST X-Ray-12 VIP is Researcher Samuel Peck due to his prior experience with Dimension Ω. Team is given standard base-camp equipment
MST X-Ray-12 and Researcher Peck are instructed to touch RPC-XXX, disappearing into Dimension Ω one by one.
Individual body-cams power on. Team is standing in the RPC-XXX chapel. Roof has caved in and there is now direct line of sight to the celestial body at the centre of Dimension Ω. The celestial body oscillates between harsh shades of red and yellow, as if enraged. Rubble now obscures previous exit but leads up to an opening in the chapel infrastructure. Researcher Peck activates AECR and reassesses Coherency rating, which remains unstable between ACR 2.4 to 1.8, and he advises caution.
MST X-Ray-12 utilise Geo-locating device to determine the position of CSD-45683 and hopefully establish contact with "knights" faction. Team set about establishing a small base camp around RPC-XXX. After around one hour, Team sets out to location of CSD-45683, which is approximately 12 miles to the south of base. X-Ray-12 member Tango is instructed to remain at XXX base camp (designated "Lion's Den" (L.D.). VIP Peck and team members Nima, Vector, and team leader Axiom exit through the hole in the side of the building.
Minor traces of Italian town remain, and the segments of the ground jut up at angles as if smashed from an impact. Landscape appears covered by a thick smog emanating from darkened, charred remains that blanket the earth. Peck comments that the charred ground is perhaps what remains of the red moss seen in Log 2, and wonders what happened during Authority absence. Vector suggests that whatever conflict present in Dimension Ω has now concluded, while Axiom suggests the celestial body is responsible.
Continuing due south for several hours, Team witnesses a large entity moving in the distance; entity resembles two immense "comets" trailing debris behind them, tearing through the environment (including the ground) with ease and moving in a rotating helix formation. X-Ray-12 are instructed to maintain distance from this entity and to not engage. Nima speculates this is the source of the catacombs beneath the surface of Dimension Ω, but Researcher Peck refutes this, saying that the tunnels appear to be made by design, while the "comets" appear to be moving in a linear fashion. Team waits for this entity to move further along the curve of Dimension Ω and out of sight before continuing on.
Around ninety minutes later, Nima directs the team's attention upwards, where a large battle is in progress further above. They witness what appears to be the discharge of a colossal directed energy weapon. Researcher Peck expresses confusion, as this development is at odds with what was previously known about Dimension Ω. Team leader Axiom recommends the group find shelter and rest, worrying for their safety should they come into contact with this new faction.
Half an hour later, the group comes across a mountain range. Upon further inspection, they find a small alcove and establish a temporary base camp. Vector attempts to contact L.D., but there is severe interference and communication is limited. Axiom takes first watch for one hour, followed by Vector, then Researcher Peck. During his shift, Peck discovers a gap in the rear of the alcove, which leads to an antechamber, which leads off to three other rooms; Peck rouses Nima and they enter the chamber. Peck notices several frescoes that adorn the walls. He lists them in order:
- The first image depicts a prosperous civilisation. The civilisation looks to be in the midst of an industrial revolution, and there is a heavy emphasis on religious imagery that apparently pervades all levels of society.
- The second image depicts a group of learned men stood around an electrically-powered telescope. They appear to have discovered something in deep space; this entity is painted as an abstraction, resembling a screaming face, with numerous galaxies being pulled into its gaping maw. The astronomers look concerned, as if on the cusp of argument.
- The third image depicts a conclave of leaders discussing the impending danger, which looms above the proceedings.
- The fourth image depicts a lank being, whose body is a blackened skeleton except its head, which is a giant eyeball, approaching the conclave and appearing to open a doorway to an idyllic garden. Many of the conclave enter.
- The fifth image depicts the lank being in combat with the abstract dark entity, while a great number of bystanders watch from the garden.
Researcher Peck photographs the frescoes and files them. Nima suggests searching the attached chambers, which they do; they find two of the chambers blocked off, perhaps the result of a geographical shift. The one chamber that is open leads to a vast, partially collapsed library. Peck examines some of the ancient books contained within; to the camera, pages of the books appear to be an incomprehensible scrawl, but both Peck and Nima seem to understand it as if it was a native language. Peck locates a book resembling the King James Bible, however multiple passages are modified or removed, with some passages added. These modifications seem to refer to a nameless entity, referred to only in abstract terms such as "shadow king", "oblivion manifest", or "blanketing darkness". This entity has replaced the Devil as the overarching evil in Judeo-Christian mythology. Peck takes a copy as evidence, along with several other books. Nima suggests they return to the group, which they do.
Having had several hours rest, the group leave the alcove and continue on. The landscape is in the midst of a dust storm, which Vector says may be a result of the destruction caused by the weapon they witnessed previously. The celestial body in the sky pulses blue and then deep red. They continue south some miles until they cross a ridge and observe plains below; there is a large encampment that the group determine to be the "knights" faction, based on the insignia branding their tents and siege weapons. Team leader Axiom assumes responsibility to communicate with the faction, and asks Researcher Peck to accompany him, to which Peck acquiesces.
Axiom and Peck go towards the camp while Vector and Nima remain hidden on the ridge.
Registered Phenomena Code: 935
Object Class: Gamma-RedHazard Types: Aggression Hazard Grouped Hazard Organic Hazard Regenerative Hazard Replicating Hazard Sapient Hazard
Transmutation Hazard Teleportation Hazard Tychokinetic Hazard Auditory Hazard Memory-Alteration Hazard Mind-Control Hazard Visual Hazard Mind-Regression Hazard Ontological Hazard
Containment Protocols: RPC-935-Alpha (α), Beta (β), Gamma (γ), and Delta (δ) should be held within individual humanoid containment cells in Site-220. They are to be restrained via straight-jackets, then muzzled and blinded with sensory-deprivation headgear. Each member of RPC-935 should be fastened with a Cognitive Compliance Harness (CCH), which should be wired to an omni-directional electrical outlet in the ceiling of the cell.
Cognitive Compliance Harness (CCH)
The Cognitive Compliance Harness (CCH) is a device designed by Dr. ██████ and Senior Engineer ████ as a means to contain, nullify, and otherwise "defang" humanoid reality benders of terrestrial origin.
Due to the unique nature of reality bending entities, it is difficult to discern a universal solution to counteract their abilities. As such, steps have been taken to circumvent these powers using more understood methods, resulting in the creation of Cognitive Compliance Harnesses.
The CCH is a high-power memetic device consisting of three parts; the first part resembles a metal spine that rests along the subject's own spinal column, and is mounted with 19 electrical probes that are inserted into the spinal cord between the 19 cervical and thoracic vertebrae, thus connecting to the subject's nervous system; the second part is a metallic pronged "cradle" that is connected to the base of the skull above the cervical vertebrae - this "cradle" interfaces with the subject's brainstem and emits constant memetic signals that manifest as feelings of disempowerment, discomfort, and fatigue within the subject, particularly when shifting Anderson Coherency Levels are detected nearby; the third part is a battery/cable mount that rests against the subject's lower back, above the coccyx.
CCH devices DO NOT render reality benders incapable of using their abilities; rather, they simply override the subject's own neurological impulses to present the illusion of disempowerment. As such, contained reality benders should be placed under 24-hour surveillance, and a CCH engineer should be assigned to any entity requiring a device. To increase the effectiveness of the CCH, it is recommended that contained entities be dosed with anesthetics or similar perception-dampening drugs. If an entity proves to be immune to foreign substances and their competency cannot be reduced, assigned personnel should take utmost care to neglect mentioning the superficiality of the CCHs effects around contained entities.
Should Site-220 experience a blackout, backup power to RPC-935 cells should instead be drawn from local kinetic generators until power is restored (surplus batteries can be found in Storage Room F, Locker 12). RPC-935-α, β, γ, and δ should also be dosed with anesthetic gas once every two hours to prevent them from regaining full mental faculty.
Should any member of RPC-935 escape Authority containment, MST Juliett-5 ("Fun Police") are to be activated. MST Juliett-5's objective is to forcefully re-attach the CCH to members of RPC-935 by any means necessary. Surviving witnesses should be administered Class A-2 amnestics, and public records regarding any casualties, fatalities, or property damage are to be expunged and replaced with documentation forged by Authority PR specialists.
Description: RPC-935 is comprised of four powerful reality-bending entities, designated RPC-935-Alpha (α), Beta (β), Gamma (γ), and Delta (δ). These entities resemble four middle-aged humans operating as television show hosts for a North American cable programme titled Harmless Harlequins!. Within the show, each member of RPC-935 assumes an alias, which is noted below:
- 935-α is known as "James 'Jimmy' Gonzales", a Mexican-American comedian from California.
- 935-β is known as "Peter Sonnenfeld", an English stuntman-turned-comedian.
- 935-γ is known as "Victoria 'Vicky' Matthews", a former reality TV star-turned-presenter.
- 935-δ is known as "Anthony Coppola", an Italian-American comedian.
Once per week, for approximately 30-60 minutes, these four entities demonstrate the ability to manipulate local ACS levels in a particular area, as well as the levels of several hundred humans and/or animals at any one time. RPC-935-α, β, γ, and δ have a penchant for mental manipulation and the perversion of the human body; this results in surviving victims being psychologically scarred and physically deformed, often permanently. After this period, members of RPC-935 seemingly lose their ability to manipulate ACS levels; however, they do appear to maintain more docile powers, such as suspended aging and cellular regeneration.
Typically, an episode of Harmless Harlequins! lasts around 30 minutes. Approximately, the first 20 minutes of an episode is devoted to the "Pranks!" segment, where Harlequins must complete "challenges", proposed by the other group members, which usually feature the Harlequins victimising members of the public. The "Punishment!" segment comes at the end of an episode, wherein the member deemed the "least fun" is punished by the others. "Punishments" frequently end with a member of RPC-935 mortally wounded or dead; despite this, they will appear unscathed in subsequent episodes.
Harmless Harlequins! does not appear to have a crew, and is likely broadcast by a member of RPC-935 using their reality-warping abilities. Harmless Harlequins! will often be broadcast on a random basic cable channel or on internet streaming services; broadcasts are live, but there are a number of "mirror" channels that will capture footage from episodes and reupload them online. In order to prevent the spread of Harmless Harlequins! footage, retooling of ACID BURN software from Site-112 is required.
Capture Log: At approximately ██:██ on ██/██/20██, the Authority detected an episode of Harmless Harlequins! being "filmed" near Site-220 in █████, Texas. MST Juilett-5 promptly mobilised and deployed to contain the members of RPC-935. In this instance, Juliett-5 were armed with covert containment equipment including specialised non-lethal Bakelite expansion grenades and propelled gas grenades.
Juliett-5 made contact with RPC-935 in the middle of a "Pranks!" segment, where RPC-935-β had forcefully regressed the minds of seven civilians to a childlike state and was compelling them to cross a busy freeway with a bag of sweets. Juilett-5 engaged RPC-935 in combat; with the element of surprise, MST was able to immobilise and neutralise RPC-935-β and δ with Bakelite grenades and CCHs. RPC-935-α manifested a large [REDACTED] in the middle of the road and used this as a distraction to teleport away. RPC-935-γ attempted to defend itself against Juliett-5, resulting in the deaths of MST members Tango and Monsoon by "excessive expansion". RPC-935-γ was eventually incapacitated by gas grenades. RPC-935-β, γ, and δ were placed into an Authority containment vehicle for transportation to Site-220.
En-route, RPC-935-α attempted to free the other members of RPC-935, turning the Authority vehicle's petroleum fuel into banana milkshake and the tarmac into polished glass. Juilett-5 exited the vehicle and attempted to neutralise RPC-935-α, further resulting in the death of MST member Bravo, who was [REDACTED] when 935-α multiplied into miniature versions of itself and attempted to overwhelm the strike team. 935-α was neutralised when MST member Romeo shot out the tires on an oncoming tank truck, which then collided with 935-α; α was knocked unconscious and sustained massive injuries to their body, but displayed an increased healing factor; MST members were able to attach a CCH to the entity before it regained consciousness.
Addendum 935-1: Over 120 episodes of Harmless Harlequins! are reported to have aired to date; however, not all episodes have been archived and many have subsequently been lost. Below is a list of select episodes currently archived within the Authority database, with accompanying synopses.
-Episode 13 "Doctor Dolittle":
Pranks!: The Harlequins pretend to be employees at Central Park Zoo, NY, and must compete to see how many patrons they can merge with the animals. Vicky wins when she plays a game of Telephone with a group of schoolchildren; Vicky slips a memetic trigger phrase into the game which causes the children to [DATA EXPUNGED].
Punishment: Peter loses the challenge with a score of only 3; his arms and legs are severed, and he is then thrown into an enclosure filled with mutated monkeys and is consumed.
-Episode 29 "Shooting Blanks":
Pranks!: The group goes to a dive bar for drinks, and must compete to see how many patrons they can kill in a game of Russian Roulette. First, they increase the alcohol percentage of everyone's drinks to make sure everyone is almost completely inebriated. They then play a game of Russian Roulette, but manipulate the probabilities so that the gun will always go off. Anthony wins when he lines up patrons and kills them all with a single shot.
Punishment: Vicky and Peter lose the challenge with an equal score of 5; as such, both are forced to use the gun to [DATA EXPUNGED] who lived nearby.
-Episode 54 "Nobody Puts Baby In A Corner":
Pranks!: The gang pretend to be kindergarten teachers at a school in ████████, Georgia. In a class lesson about bullying, the Harlequins think it would be funny to explain what "trauma" is to the children, and alter their memories so that they think their parents have been murdered, resulting in the class bursting into tears. They then tell the children that they have a surprise, and bring out their real parents. The parents attempt to comfort the children, but the Harlequins joke that they are ghosts who've come to take them away; they then compete to see how many "ghosts [they] can bust". Anthony wins with a score of 13, who manifests a "proton pack" - in reality a concentrated microwave gun - to "bust" the parents.
Punishment: Jimmy loses the challenge with a score of 7. He momentarily disappears, before reappearing moments later, dead, with a charred visage, missing most of his skin and his limbs twisted into odd angles. Anthony laughs, explaining Jimmy "just took a trip to Nagasaki".
-Episode 88 "Paint The Town Red":
Pranks!: The Harlequins travel to ██████, Louisiana. It is a small town, with a population of around 600. After attending a local mass and introducing themselves, the group decide to compete to see who can paint the most houses without doing anything themselves. Using powers of persuasion, they split the town into four equal factions (one for each Harlequin), and have them fight to the death. Peter wins after he instructs his army to construct suicide vests, which they then detonate en-masse.
Punishment: Peter frees the town from the Harlequins' influence, but tells them that Jimmy, Vicky, and Anthony are responsible for the "hysteria that overcame them". The remaining locals restrain the three harlequins and carry them to a hill nearby where they are hanged, drawn, and quartered.
-Episode 100 "THE MIDNIGHT SPECIAL":
Pranks!: [DATA EXPUNGED]
Punishment: [DATA EXPUNGED]
Addendum 935-2: Interview Logs
Interviewer: Senior Researcher Anderton.
Interviewee: RPC-935-α aka "James Gonzales".
Foreword: RPC-935-α is retrieved from containment and placed into an interview room with Senior Researcher Anderton and two armed ASF personnel. RPC-935-α's CCH is disconnected from circuitry and then reconnected to a mobile battery. CCH is fitted with shock capabilities for pacification.
<Recording begins>
<RPC-935-α is in the middle of a profanity-laden tirade against Senior Researcher Anderton.>
Anderton: (over tirade) Personnel present: Senior Researcher Anderton, ASF Sergeants Capone and Spinell. Subject is 935-α, also known as James Gonzales. Time is approximately 16:54.935-α: -pieces of fucking shit. When we get out, we're gonna-
<935-α screams as Anderton activates CCH electrocution capabilities.>
Anderton: That's quite enough, Mr. Gonzales.
935-α: Fuck you.
<Anderton shocks 935-α again.>
Anderton: We're on your time, Mr Gonzales. This interview can be as short or as long as you want it to be.
<No response.>
Anderton: Mr Gonzales!
935-α: Why the hell should I talk to you?
Anderton: Let's start with something easy; how are you finding the accommodation?
<A pause.>
935-α: Lousy.
Anderton: Perhaps there's something we can do to make you and your friends more comfortable?
935-α: Look, cut the Let's Make A Deal bullshit. I've seen enough movies to know what you're doin'.
Anderton: Do you know who we are, Mr Gonzales? Or where you are?
935-α: Special prison.
Anderton: Something like that. We research people like you, among other things.
935-α: Are you researching me now?
Anderton: Sure.
935-α: Well, you're not very good at it.
Anderton: We just want to know more about you, James.
935-α: And I want to know about you.
Anderton: It doesn't work like that.
935-α: Oh, come on poindexter. You got my name; tell me yours.
<A pause.>
Anderton: You can call me Researcher-
935-α: I mean your actual name, idiot.
<A pause.>
Anderton: It's Cliff.
935-α: Dumb name.
<A pause.>
Anderton: Why don't you tell me about the show, James?
935-α: You a fan?
Anderton: Not exactly.
935-α: I should have known you're not the type. Know how I know that? When was the last time you got laid?
Anderton: How did you meet the others?
935-α: I bet you're still a virgin.
Anderton: How did you meet the others, James?
<A pause.>
935-α: You mean the other Harlequins?
Anderton: Yes.
935-α: Through my agent.
Anderton: You have an agent?
935-α: Doesn't every actor?
Anderton: What's their name?
935-α: Like I'm gonna tell you.
Anderton: Fine. So you meet the Harlequins, and you just decide to make the show.
935-α: No. Geez, it's like you have no idea how this industry works.
Anderton: The entertainment industry? I'm sorry Mr Gonzales, but you are aware that Harmless Harlequins! is a programme of your own making, aren't you?
<935-α laughs.>
935-α: Fucking hell. You really don't know, do you?
Anderton: What don't I know, James?
935-α: You know what? We're done here. We'll just sit tight; the Producers'll have us out of here in no time. Wait and see.
Anderton: Who are the Producers, James?
No response. 935-α begins whistling 'For He's a Jolly Good Fellow'.
Anderton: Interview concluded at 17:02.
<Recording stops>
Closing Statement: RPC-935-α was remuzzled and returned to their containment cell where they were dosed with anesthetic. Senior Researcher Anderton authorised increased security around RPC-935’s cells until further notice.
Interviewer: Senior Researcher Anderton.
Interviewee: RPC-935-γ aka "Victoria Matthews".
Foreword: RPC-935-γ is retrieved from containment and placed into an interview room with Senior Researcher Anderton and two armed ASF personnel. RPC-935-γ's CCH is disconnected from circuitry and then reconnected to a mobile battery. CCH is fitted with shock capabilities for pacification.
<Recording begins>
<935-γ sits quietly, staring at Anderton.>
Anderton: Personnel present: Senior Researcher Anderton, ASF Sergeants Capone and Spinell once again. Subject is 935-γ, also known as Victoria Matthews. Time is approximately 13:28. I think we’ll start with introductions, shall we?<No response from 935-γ, who continues to stare at Anderton.>
Anderton: Things will go much smoother if you cooperate.
<Still no response from 935-γ.>
Anderton: Okay, don’t say I didn’t warn you.
<//Anderton activates CCH shock capabilities. 935-γ grunts in pain but doesn’t scream. //>
Anderton: I’d prefer not to do that again.
935-γ: Bullshit.
Anderton: Excuse me?
935-γ: I know what it’s like. Having power over someone. Exciting, isn’t it?
Anderton: I’m just doing my job.
935-γ: So am I.
Anderton: Miss Matthews, your “job” involves the wanton destruction of property and murder of civilians.
935-γ: Hey, it’s not really murder. You have to be alive to be murdered.
Anderton: And these people weren’t alive?
935-γ: Of course not, don't be stupid. They’re just extras. Nobodies.
Anderton: These people probably had families. Wives, husbands, children. They aren’t nobodies.
935-γ: We all need a good backstory, even those in the background.
<A pause.>
Anderton: Why don’t you tell me about the show. Tell me why you do it?
935-γ: Why does anybody watch TV? To be entertained!
Anderton: You and I have a very different idea of entertainment.
935-γ: I'm sorry, who are you again?
Anderton: You can call me Anderton. I work for an organization that contains people like you.
935-γ: Sounds boring. You need some excitement in your life.
Anderton: I have plenty of that.
935-γ: Have you tried watching my show? Like, actually watching it?
Anderton: Only for research.
935-γ: Right, like guys only read dirty magazines "for the articles".
Anderton: Frankly I consider them to be little more than snuff films.
935-γ: Snuff films! You make it sound so disgusting! We’re doing good in the ratings, thank you very much!
Anderton: Ratings, extras, backstories! You realize the show's real, right? It's not staged or scripted! Are you so deluded you seriously think that you’re some sort of actor?
935-γ: A damn good looking one, thank you!
Anderton: Tell me about the “Producers”, Victoria. Who are they?
935-γ: See, the fact that you don’t know about them means you’ll never know about them.
Anderton: What does that mean?
935-γ: You’re not in the business, honey. An idiot like you wouldn’t understand.
Anderton: I understand what you’re capable of doing. I understand the danger you pose to-.
935-γ: Do you know why I like working with children?
Anderton: Enlighten me.
935-γ: They’re pure. They don't act. The older you get, the more you get bogged down with all these nuanced emotions. Children don’t even think about social tact. They just react. It’s kind of amazing. One time we went to this playground, this jungle gym, and-
Anderton: If you’re trying to unnerve me, Miss Matthews-
935-γ: I’m just being candid with you. Lighten up, buddy. Anyway, Pete finds this lawnmower nearby-
Anderton: I think we’ll end it there, Miss Matthews.
935-γ: Why? Don’t you want the latest gossip?
Anderton: No, thank you. Take her away.
<ASF Sergeants Capone and Spinell activate the CCH shock capabilities, before re-muzzling 935-γ and exiting the room with her.>
Anderton: End interview: 13:35.
Closing Statement: RPC-935-γ was returned to their containment cell where they were dosed with anesthetic. Senior Researcher Anderton requested a temporary leave of absence, which was denied by Site Director ██████.
Interviewer: Senior Researcher Anderton.
Interviewee: RPC-935-β aka "Peter Sonnenfeld".
Foreword: RPC-935-β is retrieved from containment and placed into an interview room with Senior Researcher Anderton and two armed ASF personnel. RPC-935-β's CCH is disconnected from circuitry and then reconnected to a mobile battery. CCH is fitted with shock capabilities for pacification.
<Recording begins>
935-β: Right, shall we get on with it then?
Anderton: Just a moment, Mr. Sonnenfeld.<A pause.>
Anderton: Personnel present: Senior Researcher Anderton, ASF Sergeants Capone and Letham. Subject is 935-β, also known as Peter Sonnenfeld. Time is 11:16. Let’s begin.
935-β: So, Officer Anderton, is it?
Anderton: Oh, we aren’t police. Well, I guess we are, in a way.
935-β: What does that mean?
Anderton: The organization I work for contains entities like you.
935-β: “Entities”?
Anderton: Sorry. “People”.
935-β: That’s very disrespectful, mate.
Anderton: I apologize. I must say you’re much more compliant than your cohorts.
935-β: How so?
Anderton: By this point I would have shocked them.
935-β: I guess you could say they suffer from excessive ego.
Anderton: Indeed. I’m going to ask you some questions.
935-β: Shoot.
Anderton: Let’s start with the “Producers”. Tell me about them.
935-β: Now that is a tricky one to open with, Officer.Anderton: How so?
935-β: I don’t think I should say anything without my lawyer.
Anderton: You won’t get a lawyer here.
935-β: Why not?
Anderton: It’s not our style.
935-β: That’s a shame. I was willing to play ball.
Anderton: I could offer you something to make your stay more comfortable.
935-β: No, no. That’s not going to work.
Anderton: It’s not, is it?
935-β: My contract is very specific.
Anderton: I’m getting sick of this. You all talk in these vague terms. You’re not celebrities. You’re not superstars. You talk about contracts and agents and producers but frankly I don’t believe any of them exist and you’re all playing some sort of prank.
935-β: Well, that is the show, Officer.
Anderton: You’re going to tell me what I want to know.
935-β: I told you, my contract is-
<935-β screams as Anderton utilizes CCH shock capabilities>
Anderton: Who are the Producers, Mr Sonnenfeld?
935-β: You know, there was this one girl, around sixteen-
<935-β is shocked again.>
Anderton: Who are the Producers, Mr Sonnenfeld?
935-β: When we kill them, they just drift upwards like steam.
<935-β is shocked a third time.>
Anderton: One last time, Sonnenfeld; tell me about the Producers!
935-β: You don’t have a fucking clue, do you, you prick? You think we like looking like this? Having to cram our forms into this skin when we could be so much more? We operate on a higher level, and the Producers operate above that! It would be pointless trying to explain to you.
Anderton: What if we were to kill you?
<Anderton signals to Sergeants Capone and Letham, who aim their weapons at 935-β>
935-β: It wouldn’t matter. They would just send us back.
Anderton: But you would be gone for a while.
935-β: Don’t know. It’s never happened for real before.
Anderton: There’s a first time for everything.
<Anderton gestures for a pistol from Sergeant Letham, who reluctantly acquiesces. Anderton puts the gun to 935-β’s head. Before he can shoot, there is a knock from the other side of the observation window. Anderson hands the pistol back to Sergeant Letham and leaves the room. There is the muffled sound of arguing from behind the glass. A moment later, Anderson returns.>
Anderson: Take him back to his cell.
<ASF Sergeants Capone and Letham begin re-muzzling 935-β. 935-β laughs.>
935-β: When we get out of here, we’ll see you in Season 2, Officer Anderton. I’m looking forward to your fifteen minutes.
<ASF Sergeants re-muzzle 935-β and return to his cell. Anderton returns to his seat.>
Anderton: Time is 11:27. End interview.
<Recording ends.>
Closing Statement: RPC-935-β was returned to their containment cell and dosed with anesthetic. Following this interview, Site Director ██████ reassigned Senior Researcher Anderton to Site-███.