Notes on abnormalities
[Dr. Illuminée Delune created note log “Deep Unknown”]
[000]
I think I stumbled upon something big.
I was only meant to study how the fortress displaced itself,
and I have been for a while.
But this changes everything.
I’m unsure if it is linked to it, but I found something deep underground.
I’m starting a new
I’ve been taking dimensional readings around the fortress,
and I settled this camp close to a crossing of scars in the dimensional fabric.
I thought it was something left in the aftermath of the displacement,
I needed all the data I could gather about it.
But I don’t know anymore.
The scars might indeed be … but there’s something else.
Something that’s messing up all my calculations.
I ran all the systemic theorems I could, trying to find errors, but everything holds.
There’s an unknown, and it’s not small.
Tomorrow I’ll do seismic readings on site.
[000]
I spent all day running all the tests I could.
I don’t want to mess with what is the source of those anomalies.
I need to get closer, but not too much.
We seem clear to dig at least a hundred units.
[000]
Gathered all I need, tomorrow we dig.
I don’t want to be disappointed …
Too many times I’ve rushed on weird readings only to find they were due to mistakes or malfunctions.
This one feels different though …
but didn’t I think that every time ?
[000]
We spent most of the day digging,
I think I missed the feeling.
How the drills roar, and how they descend until you can barely see them anymore,
sinking slowly in the darkness of the depths.
You know they are there, the faint echo of their work,
and the occasional blinking light from afar.
But apart from that it’s exactly it, you know.
There’s only that, knowing, trusting, what they call faith maybe.
I ate on the surface, close to the hole.
It made me think of home …
The natural caverns and the immense machines that emulated artificial new ones.
How I wish I could have seen that.
But it also reminded me of when I left the planet.
I know it may be weird, but watching the contraption sinking too far to distinguish,
until the darkness engulfs it … it felt like watching the planet as the ship departed from orbit …
It made me cry a bit … I don’t know if I miss it, I don’t know if it was the right choice,
but I know it is the one I made.
…
…
The drills stopped at the programmed height.
And I had time to install most of the shaft.
Tomorrow, finish the shaft, more readings down there and then we see…
But for now, I need sleep.
[000]
Today I had trouble concentrating, too many questions about what could have been …
But I made progress anyway, I couldn’t run the analysis yet,
but at least I could build the shaft and bring down the machinery.
I don’t feel like writing more tonight, I’ll just go to bed.
[000]
This is fascinating !
The results I gathered today corroborate the previous ones.
I am getting closer and further seismic readings revealed that it may be safe to dig
until this moon’s bedrock at least in this regard.
That’s where it gets interesting, I couldn’t get satisfying results further than that.
Another digging cycle, but I’ll have to hold it for a few days,
I don’t want the neighbors to get curious about the local seismic activity.
[000]
I spent a few days installing my living quarters at the deepest point I could for now.
It’s conforting, I have to confess, the open sky isn’t made for me.
I’m trying to adapt the facility to my needs and ease,
but the building patterns are made for standard humanoïd size.
So I have to get creative and tinker a bit.
Tomorrow I’ll rest and then, back to digging.
[000]
Sent a short report to Baikal about my findings,
pretended to further study those scars and tried to have some closer readings of Eriador’s foundations.
If I’m correct, I’ll stumble upon something else, something bigger,
but if I’m not, it might just be said foundations,
their eldritch nature might be messing things up.
Anyway, in any case it’ll be something to write about.
[000]
I am as deep as I’ll ever get in there,
there’s no digging through that layer of bedrock.
It’s time for some more triangulation.
[000]
Good news is I found the source of the irregularity,
it seems there’s a fragility that lets an interference get out.
Weird news is, now that I’m that deep,
it’s becoming increasingly obvious that it may not be an isolated object.
I have trouble making sense of it, and I may be wrong,
but if I’m not, the source may be from dimensional pressure.
I'm rigging the place with sensors, quadrilating them around the supposed source,
I’ll let them run for a few days.
The potatoes I planted are growing well,
soon I’ll have some fresh food to liven the rehydrated meals.
[000]
I’m not crazy, I’m picking on something.
Hoooo I’m so glad I didn’t do all this digging for an error.
I have found the source, the only problem is, it’s coming from below.
I don’t have the right equipment to dig further.
I’m not even sure if that’s possible.
This is absurd though, I have checked, doubled checked
and done that thrice again in disbelief.
It isn’t even tectonic activity, I know that.
But what then ?
The dimensional pressure theory seems to hold for now.
But it isn’t from any universe in our system,
none coincide and I tried including the new information into my systemic calculus
…
It’s just
…
this is madness, it’s not possible.
It might be pressure, it could be a signal,
or a matter that is causing interference…
But when I try scanning further I find nothing.
And I don’t just mean nothing else … plain nothingness.
If it is linked to the fortress
I’m pretty sure it’s foundations might be larger than I expected.
It could be a root system,
and it’s eldritch nature might mess with my equipment…
Or it could just not be that
…
this is wild,
could it be that the interdimensional travel tore this universe
enough to leave this scar vulnerable to external pressure ?
That would … mean there’s something external to the universe's system in place.
I’m daydreaming now… I should get some sleep.
[000]
I had a great dream last night, I was falling into the shaft,
okay, hear me out, it wasn’t just “ho no I fell down this hole”,
more akin to tribal rituals, dancing lights at the entrance,
I walk till I reach the edge and look into the abyss.
Same view as when I sent the machines digging.
Then I take a deep breath and let myself fall into it.
The fall seems slow and I do not panic for a second,
I pass the living quarters,
the elevator is nowhere to be seen so I continue to fall.
But when I reach the lab level the fall continues,
I don’t know where I’m going nor if there’s a bottom to that shaft,
but I have no fear, I just let myself be embraced by the fall.
Then I wake up.
I smiled the whole morning,
just from the thought of this empty embrace…
Anyway, morale is up, readings keep me actively invested.
The pressure seems stable,
I’m not entirely sure what to make of it,
depending on the size of it,
I realize I couldn’t know for sure unless I monitored changes for decades or more
or I could try to open a breach.
If the difference of dimensional pressure between the two sides is manageable
it could indicate that it’s already interacting with the rest of the system.
If the difference is greater,
results could be devastating …
but also quite interesting as it could be indicative of a parallel plane
with little to no connections to this one.
First case, it could lead to an interesting discovery
Second case, it could be my doom (or maybe worse), and an incredible discovery as well.
So I’ll refrain for now.
At least until I can be sure that in the worst case scenario,
it can be sealed safely.
I’ll have to wait a few days before I can get the appropriate equipment anyway.
I’ll work on the infrastructure in the meantime,
but I cannot wait to receive what I need to measure this damned pressure.
It does feel like it boils down to that, whether or not it’s actually safe to dig.
Finding the means to do it is secondary.
I should run some tests on this place’s bedrock while I work on the lab.
Nonetheless, I’m feeling quite positive today.
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