Posted byon September 29, 2019.
Last updated byon September 29, 2019.
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TRANSMIT - initiate Transylvania signal - RECEIVE - initiate dream frequency - FIX LEAKS THE SMART WAY - initiate the nautiloid lullaby - WITNESS - The Breach.
Down Wallachia way, the fungal godhead divides - a genesis of disgust. Spores fly as the angel choir of putrescence, carrying messages of divine nativity, every body a potential meat manger. Mildew is a holy spirit, and all the world is a Turin Shroud for a hideous face.
Go to the Roman Baths. Note the crack in the hills. A constant gloaming pulses through. Bask in the febrile glow and hear the clank and the clatter of heavy machines. The big diggers and earth movers ferry dirt from out the chasm. A drill bites deep into rank soil. Invisible miasmas of atmosphere keep the locals away.
Initiate cursory scan.
Labels mark the machinery as Orochi Group property. So why is it operated by hordes of mutant vampires? There is no trace of the original work crew, save for a memory and a stain. Tattered Orochi memos marked "The Prometheus Initiative" scatter in the wind as dead leaves - vague orders from a management who knows as little as the grunts - orders signed by Lily Engel. What is the chairwoman's prerogative?
Now the undead hive-matriarch Mara commands her bastard brood to continue the work. Has she any conception of what she unearths? Why does she look at Lily Engel's signature and whisper, "Mother?"
Seismic shifts detected. The tide of earth is disrupted. Balances are broken. They cannot be reset. The drill runs too deep. The centre cannot hold.
Leek detected! Malevolent idioplasm gushes. Liquid anti-dream. Laws of gravity and polar magnetism warp. Compasses go insane. Heed the floating stones. See the neon tetra glimmer. A foreboding, magical place. Romanian bedtime stories come to life. And now a new mechanical sound, not the Orochi digging devices, but a subterranean machine not built by human hands.
And all the while come the spores, a contagious prayer of titan molds silently preaching a tentacular cosmology. Perhaps we will see you by the hill crack, sweetling, in the half-light of the wormfire.
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In a watchtower at the very tip of the Eagle's Nest.
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Under a fungi-infested tree in the Mushroom Glade of the Mirewood.
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On the bumper of an Orochi construction vehicle at the entrance to the Chasm containing the Breach.
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On a floating shipping container way out in the Chasm of the Breach. It can be reached by first climbing up to the top floor of the Orochi drill and going down the ramp on its western face (1175,245). Jump to the nearby floating shipping containers. Follow the containers to the floating island of rock and hop down to the lone container at its tip. Once there, carefully climb down to the crate lodged in the container door to get inside.
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On a girder on top of the drill deep within the Chasm of the Breach.
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On a floating rock out in the depths of the Breach. It must be jumped to, but be careful! Falling into the abyss will lead to certain death.