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02122020

The next thing I remember is becoming conscious of myself. Not to say I had some deep revelation about my own existence, only that I somehow knew I wasn’t dead. It’s difficult to say how I knew this since obviously I don’t know what it’s like to be dead... but somehow I just knew that I wasn’t.

I had no sensation other than knowing simply that I was. It’s like my mind and body were different entities almost as if I was detached from my body. All I know for sure is that I was unable to interact with my body, maybe I didn’t even have one at that point. Either way it was a strangely peaceful experience.

I began to realize that I had no sensation to tell me if I was standing or lying or floating. I had no physical sensation at all which was a first for me... and now that I’m trying to describe it I’m realizing that it’s a very near impossible thing to do. How would you describe the sensation of having no sensation? It’s an oxymoron; a paradox if you will. The foundation of our understanding of what it is to be human involves a physical interaction with the world around us. Take that away and how does one explain existence? Regardless of how to describe it, the main point is this: I could not feel anything.

I eventually passed from that peaceful state into one of confusion. It felt like waking from a deep sleep, and for some time I was unable to discern if I was dreaming or in reality. The sensation of nothingness persisted for a while but was soon replaced with an awareness of my body. I took some comfort in this fact even though I could tell something wasn’t quite right. My body felt weightless and almost shapeless if that’s possible.

The only impression I had at this point was a muted sense of my body’s shape. There was either no visual stimuli or I was simply incapable of perceiving it. The same thing must have been true for auditory stimuli.

Slowly... ever so slowly... I began to get these lost senses back. The first thing that came into view was the concrete in front of my face. This was probably because I was literally lying face down on it. At first it appeared dark and blurry to me but as the minutes passed it eventually came into focus. Around that same time I began to hear a humming sound. It was faint at first but grew deafening.

Time drug by...

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Romeo

[watchdog-14-blog]

02092020

Mission Update:

Protocol 01 Phase 01 Complete

Proceeding to Phase 02

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It has been a week since I got here... So I thought I’d finally sit down and try to describe what traveling was like. First of all it wasn’t anything like I expected to be. I watched so many sci-fi movies where people would hop into a machine, punch a date into the digital display, and voila! They step out of the contraption unscathed in the correct time and no one was the wiser. That would have been nice, but it was not at all how it happened.

This is my account of what transpired...

On the 12th of February, I remember waking early, pulling on some sweats, and going for a run. At the east side of the compound I climbed to the top of tower 14 and watched the sunrise. When I got back to my dorm I showered and got dressed. I wasn’t hungry but I knew that even if I was I wouldn’t have been permitted to eat. So I sat down a wrote a letter to Hazel, that was easier that talking to her face to face. I didn’t want to have to do that. She knew this day was coming. We both did but we would always avoid it in conversation. I dropped the letter off at the mail room before heading into the lab. I remember taking all the physical examinations and tests, and shaking the director’s hand as he congratulated me and clapped me on the back. He had a broad smile and was trying to tell me something. It was along the lines of him being proud of me, or of me fulfilling my duty or something like that. I wasn’t really listening, but managed a slight smile and a couple of nods so that he thought I was paying attention. I remember walking into the transfer case, hearing the operators call to one another with numbers and sequences, I remember seeing the buttons and dials being manipulated on the control panels around me, the hum as the system engaged, and then the searing pain that followed.

It’s hard to explain the pain that I felt, since it was the most intense and strangest sensations that I’ve ever experienced in my life. It was cold, really cold or maybe it was hot. Either way the temperature was so extreme that my brain wasn’t able to process it. It felt almost as if every cell in my body was being melted or frozen... It’s hard to say which it felt more like. There was an excruciating sting that ran through all of my bones almost as if electricity was piped directly into my marrow. I was dizzy and disoriented. The feeling was a kin to standing up too fast after being stationary too long.

The pain was so intense that I wanted to vomit, pass out, and die all at the same time. And it seems that I got my wish. I must have blacked out because I have no recollection of what happen next. There is this gap in my memory from when I blacked out to when I regained consciousness. What events transpired and how much time elapsed, I might never know...

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Romeo

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02042020

Mission Update:

Operation Phoenix is a go.

Protocol 01 is underway.

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I know it’s not an exact science but I seem to have arrived almost six moths ahead of schedule and I can’t figure out why. Regardless I don’t think it will affect my mission. If necessary I can execute the operation sooner. I guess I am just going to have to play it by ear now.

People are panicking because of a virus going around that originated in China. I���m not gonna lie I was alarmed as well when I first heard about it. I believed that I was too late. People are calling it the Coronavirus. The name didn’t sound familiar but I did some digging just to make sure. Turn out the Novel Coronavirus (2019-nCoV) has symptoms that are different, so we are still in the clear.

This coronavirus is a stroll in the park compared to what will eventually come out of China, but I don’t want to tell people this they are scared enough as it is from this small scale outbreak. Then again, who would believe me anyway?

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Romeo

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02022020

Today history changed...

I guess that’s kind of over dramatic, since that holds true for every day that passes. Every day the world changes, no day is like the one before or the one after, insuring that humanity moves forward. Taking the lessons of yesterday and applying them to tomorrow in order to keep us as a species from becoming static.

What do I mean by all of this? I’m not exactly sure. I guess I’m just rambling, but maybe that’s to be expected after the day I’ve had... It’s been the longest day of my life. I got here early. I’m not sure as to the exact time... I wasn’t exactly in full possession of my faculties for some while, but I’ll explain that later...

I had the hardest time trying to remember what to do after I came in. The protocols should have been second nature to me at this point but I had the hardest time trying to recall them. Like when you prepare for a speech by reciting it over and over again until you have it memorized but as soon as you take the stage and look out over a sea of faces you can’t even remember how to form words. It was something like that for me with the protocols, but eventually my memory came back. I even had the gumption to start this here to log my mission. Say what you want about me but you can’t call me an imp, seeing as how I accomplished all this and I haven’t even been here for a full day.

But be honest, how long did it take for you to find my digital diary here? It wasn’t part of the plan so I’ll try to leave some clues for you to make it easier.

Anyway I have the most amazing headache which is undoubtedly due to traveling. I need to get some rest. So I will leave it at this for now, but don’t worry I will write of my travels in the next day or two.... just not now.

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Romeo