Log VII

    I fucking knew it. Nobody believed me, but I knew this Fentmeth shit was going to boil over into something sinister. Now something is stalking P.W., and we need to get to the bottom of it. Fast.

    This all started when P.W. showed me a video from his camcorder. There’s a mall not too far from here called Everpine Mall, and P.W. sometimes frequents it. He’d lost his camcorder a few days ago, only to find it randomly in his possession again just yesterday. The footage on it was… disturbing, to say the least.

   There was… what appeared to be an alternate reality in the footage. The sky was dark, but the Sun was pink. It cut in and out, as if something was cutting out the footage. There was a man, a panicked one at that weaving through the mall that looked… twisted and distorted. Reality was unlike anyway I’d seen it before. Eventually, the man found himself sitting at a couch. He kept speaking to some entity either out of view of the camera or invisible altogether. Then he was taken away. He was… gone. And then the most frightening part of it all happened about ten seconds after the man was taken. It was P.W., walking around the area searching for the voice he heard. P.W. mentioned a person named “7169” who should’ve “taken it back.” Then he began to speak briefly to the entity the other man had spoken to before being taken away. P.W. grabbed the camera and went through a door… and reality shifted once more. The world returned to a normal state. The Sun was nowhere to be seen in the night sky anymore. The walls were under normal lighting. Everything was back to normal. P.W. made his way out of the mall, and into his car. The final words are still haunting me.

    “I’ve gotta get this fucking camera back to 7A70 before he notices it’s gone. God fucking damn it.”

    P.W.’s callsign is 7A70. I see it in the emails he sends me. That’s HIS code. This has sent me down a rabbit-hole that I don’t like the implications of. This P.W. in the video isn’t our P.W.. He appears to be a clone of sorts. The fact that P.W. has no recollection of finding his camcorder at the mall further solidifies my theory. Not to mention what happened today…

    I had a run in with this “Other”. I had returned from a mission on surface. Apparently, Fentmeth had died. Permanently. His followers were devastated upon his death, which never happened all the other times we’ve put him down. Regardless, I didn’t feel like dealing with it. I returned home and made my way down to Medbay. P.W. was there, in a suit and tie. But it wasn’t his normal gray suit with a yellow tie (which is the only one he owns), no. It was a blue suit with that yellow tie. He acted strange, and NTF was trying to figure out if he was a Scout. I vouched for him, as he saw me and explained who I was and that he had just given me a prescription the other day for my epilepsy. He struggled to name the medication that he prescribed me, which should have been a sign that something was wrong. His ID seemed fine, too. But then he said he “had to take a call” and went towards research bay. The moment he began to round the corner, P.W. in his regular medical attire vaulted the railing from upper medbay and told us to chase after that man. We rounded the corner, only to find that the first P.W. was nowhere to be seen. It was as if he had simply vanished. It didn’t make sense. How could there be two P.W.’s? That’s when he showed me the camcorder footage… it’s all started to click since then.

    I wholeheartedly believe that whatever the fuck is happening, Fentmeth has something to do with it. If not, and this just so happens to be a different group altogether going after P.W., then we’re all in for a world of shit. Fuck… this is NOT good.

    ~ Dak Kyra