| From: | Michael Heinrich <slight@**.NET> |
|---|---|
| Subject: | One very strange building |
| Date: | Wed, 22 Jan 1997 21:42:59 +0100 |
>>>>>[Big Oaf contacted me to take a look inside a building. This is what I
could reconstruct from my former friend's coverage.
+++++Simsense coverage
<coming into focus, some static but otherwise clear signal>
You walk down a street in darkness, several of the streetlight are still
working, a squatter lies comatose in a pile of puke and dirt. You step
over it and look sharp left as you see a car pull up.
<a quick switch between low-light to infrared>
Your scan reveals nothing disturbing, a young mother with a child
strapped into a baby-carrier.
<back to low-light>
Looking at your companion, you see a a face clouded with darkness
<the coverage has been clearly censored>
a muffled voice speaks in an foreign language
"Het huis op de hoek, tweede etage, appartement vier, jij voor, ik
achteraan, biij binnenkomst twee minuten wachten dan neem jij de trap,
ik wacht even en kom dan ook met de trap."
A sharing of thoughts speaks for itself, the voice sounded matter of
fact, without emotion.
<Some stattic>
A corner building comes into view, several cars and one van are parked
in the front. A gas company van parked here. Something's wrong here, you
think and walk straight passed the objective.
Your buddy looks at you not understanding. After a hesitation he walks
away from the building.
*Radio channel 423#1972-123, crypto lvl 5, connected, in sync*
/ID:4235-345213 sync 00:00:01.723/
~Noticed the van? They don't have gas around here.
/ID:4235-124370 sync 00:00:06.365/
~Wonder if someones watching, or could somebody be working for the
gascompany and brought the van home?
/ID:4235-345213 sync 00:00:17.145/
~Neh, company policy, employees never take the bloody things home
because if anything happens outside working hours they have to pay the
damages themselves. Nobody in his right mind would park his car here and
then expect nothing would happen to it. It's clearly an op.
/ID:4235-124370 sync 00:00:41.692/
~OK, let's get this over with, you scan the car and if someone's inside
we take them out before we go in. Don't want anyone coming up behind me.
*Radio channel 423#1972-123, crypto lvl 5, suspended, out of sync*
<a quick switch between low-light to infrared>
You scan the van from behind some cars, only one person is looking at a
small screen installed in the dashboard. Many heat signatures of high
tech equipment appear in the back of the van. The man has some areas
where heat seems to be diminished. Clearly cybered up
*Radio channel 423#1972-123, crypto lvl 5, resumed, in sync*
/ID:4235-345213 sync 00:01:31.237/
~He's dumb, not watching at all, we can disable this guy, get a quick
look and then leave through the backdoor, no sweat.
/ID:4235-124370 sync 00:01:41.692/
~Let's not get worked up. Use one of your canisters with homebrew and be
done with it. Don't take to much time. I want to be back in two hours,
it's just a fave, no point in taking risks
<More static>
/ID:4235-345213 sync 00:16:42.901/
~It's the second appartment on the left...
<Visual overload, switching to flare compensation, adjusted 0.01>
~What the heck was that, that's no ordinary flash, did look a bit like
one of those lightning bolt's {edited} used to throw.
/ID:4235-124370 sync 00:17:11.347/
~Get down!
<switch to infrared>
A bolt of deep dark energy emerges from the door, crackling with
anticipation, just feets before impact the energy dissipates and you
here a grunt coming from your companion.
/ID:4235-124370 sync 00:17:13.797/
~Get inside and take the pictures, we go, that was major mojo.
*Radio channel 423#1972-123, crypto lvl 5, reconnected, in sync,
errorlevel 3*
/ID:4235-345213 sync 00:17:32.007/
~Going in. Take cover
You switch to targeting and blast away the lock from the door
<Automatic flare compensation>
With the adrenaline boost you crash through the door.
<Overview, distorted by jamming signal or high levels of radiation>
A normal hall, two coats are hanging, several shoes and a mirror,
nothing fancy, floor is tiled and white, probably stone. A door's ajar.
A shimmering in front of you and then a spirit appears, but it's form
keeps shifting and changing, unable to focus itself it blurs away
/ID:4235-124370 adjusting 00:17:50.552/
~What.....? I've lost him, no more cover, Code hover out.
With a quick move to the left and the kicking the door, a living room
appears. A small couch and two one-sitters, a small table and mediawall
are seen.
<Blur, unable to compensate for reaction boost>
/Targeting, IFF, no lock/
You jump to the left. A moving target appears from behind the couch.
/Targeting, IFF query, lock/
/Target acquired, identified as hostile/
<A blury image>
A shape humanoid, completely covered in some sort of green leaves or
whatever. It's groping.
/Using autofire/
The burst has no effect, nothing solid to hit.
/Disable targeting/
/Selecting spurs/
With a jump you reach the thing,
/ID:4235-345213 out of sync 00:19:01.174, channel disabled/
What the hell's that.
Spurs hit green stuff. No apparent damage.
Then the mound of green engulfs you vision and you can't breath.
You feel the green stuff crawling up your throat and entering your lungs
and then nothing.
<UNSUSPECTED END OF FILE>
++++++ end of simsense
Like all things, this must end as well. When I entered the room I saw
two green humanoid shapes in a grotesque position. The tentacles reached
out but I was quicker, my fireflash instantly turned the stuff into ash.
The drain was tremendous and I felt more than empty. First at the loss
of my companion, secondly the drain had taken me out for a few minutes.
When I reached for his neck to feel a puls, I saw green stuf coming out
of his mouth. Without conscious thought, I took the chip that had
recorded the run and I left the body of my friend behind as new green
stuff crept out of his eyes, ears and mouth. I did set the timer on ten
minutes, the least I could do. When I reached my car, I felt a warm
flash in my neck and moments after the shockwave. I did recover some
silver foil. I cannot identify this material, neither can I explain the
stuff.
As i recall the stuff, It sort of smelled like the sea.
]<<<<<
-- Slight <19:54:21/01-22-58>
