Since the Undertaker in the room seed to be in no imdiate danger, I moved out of that section of the bunker, and down to the final portion of the lab, the room at the end of the hall. At the top of the door in gold lettering was a sign saying, Edison Project Lead: Margaret Tennyson. I pushed through the door, and found not a lab, but a solitary office. One desk, a few chairs, a humming computer, and a wall covered in filing cabinets. I approached the computer and slid into the seat, booting it up to see if I could figure out exactly what was happening with the Nirvana lab.
As with the other computers Id looked through in bunkers, this one had three different sections. There was Personal Log, Work Log, and Correspondence. I pulled up the personal log first.
Entry 1:
No
That was it, just no. Correspondence was equally sparse, with mostly one word replies to ssages shed received and the occasional transfer of technical data that was well beyond . I opened the work log last, and opened the first entry.
Entry 1:
Project Edisons purpose is to take designs and project data stolen from other countries through our espionage network, and attempt to modify them for our own ends. Na is my own choice. Edison was known for taking credit for others inventions. Dont suspect the brass understood the reference.
Entry 2:
Project Havana- Stolen by our Agents from a Russian laboratory near the US embassy in Cuba. Uses vibrations that affect the subjects mind causing disorientation and weakness. Has an effective range of more than one hundred yards, and can be focused. I recomnd using it in the sa way they have, as an untraceable thod of embarrassing or harming specific diplomatic targets.
Entry 3:
Project Doorway- Originally began in WWII towards the end of Hitlers regi. Tech and data was originally stolen by the KGB, but we managed to retrieve a large portion of it from an office in Warsaw. The technology is ant to create a portal between two distant areas. Limitless uses. Recomnd decommission for three reasons.
It is unstable. No successful transfers of living persons/animalsIt would destabilize the global economic system (The implications should be obvious) Doubt the Russians have actually finished this one. Otherwise, wed likely have lost the war by now. May have been planted to waste our ti/money
Entry 4:
Project Excalibur- Originally project Muramasa. Stolen from Japanese Allies by an Agent in Tokyo. Use of blackmail related to their Unit 31 was the thod of extraction. Brass insisted on the na change and change of sword shape from a katana to a traditional longsword. Mixed success on this one. The sword itself is heavy and difficult to wield, though it has proven capable of slicing through almost any material. So slight resistance is possible with Powered Armor, but with enough force even that can be cut through. Issues of practicality. Weapons are prohibitively expensive to produce, and difficult to wield. Multiple workplace accidents have already occurred. Overheating due to the vibrations on the edge of the blade has occurred in so tests, as has charge depletion. Recomnd scaling back the project, production of knives or special implents for engineering projects or dotic sector activities may be the best use-case.
Entry 5:
Project Nirvana- Stolen from a Chinese prison camp/laboratory during the extraction of a key asset. It is a simple audio file that, when produced with clarity, completely pacifies a target. The sound cannot actually be heard, and acts on the infrasound spectrum. Those that hear it are filled with a sensation of peace, tranquility, and contentnt. Subjects have allowed themselves to starve or go thirsty with no issue. When the sound is ended, subjects sotis lash out violently, and need to be restrained while the chemical imbalance in their brain is corrected. Depending on the length of the exposure, recovery is sotis not possible. Those with abnormal psychologies sotis show responses to the sound that are highly atypical, with one such actually reacting violently and harming herself until it was turned off. Still unknown what the original source of the audio was. So scientists assigned to the project have ntioned that it may have been created using exotic materials. Requesting access to all project information related to exotic materials. Recomnd continue on this project, has nurous potential uses in all fields.
That was the last entry. There were a few technical docunts and nothing else. Unlike a number of the other bunker terminals Id read through, this one didnt include any complaints about the end of the world or state of the US. I found that refreshing. I took out one of the spare data squares Id been given and sat at the desk while it downloaded all the information from the computer. Once that was done I stood up and started looking around the bunker, for both loot and a few tools to help with my currently very tranquil undertaker.
I found a few bullets, and small handguns, but not much else. The security presence in this bunker seed to be far inferior to the others Id explored before. That made sense given the limited scale of it in comparison. I also found a set of earplugs in the Nirvana lab, and used a number of bedsheets to create so rope. With that and so duct tape Id found, I was ready.
I walked back into the lab, and placed the earplugs into my ears. I tentatively opened the door to the sound room, and found that I wasnt being affected this ti. I walked over to the placid deadman in the corner, a content smile on his face, and began a quick search of him. In his pack I found a large bowie knife, a crossbow with handmade bolts, and a desert eagle. I removed them, and placed his goods into my own pack, then folded his pack and put it inside my own.. He made no protest and didnt struggle, remaining limp the entire ti.
After Id finished disarming him, I began tying him up. I started with his arms and legs, reinforcing the restraints with duct tape, then tied additional ropes around him at key points to keep him from being able to struggle or build any kind of montum. He likely wasnt as strong as , but all the deadn were strong, and I needed to make sure he couldnt hurt or himself once I deactivated the noise. Once that was through, I put a piece of cloth in his mouth, and duct tape it closed, nicking myself on his teeth, though it healed almost imdiately.
Once I was certain that Id done all I could do, I moved back to the computer consoles. There was no obvious off switch, and I was feeling anxious about how much ti Id already taken, so I drew my new sword, and smashed the computers. I didnt bother activating the enhanced edge, it seed unnecessary for what I was doing, and like it would be a waste of its power supply.
The second Id finished I popped out the earplugs and was t with the sound of muffled screaming. I looked through the glass to see the undertaker writhing and slamming himself against the ground. I entered the room and he looked up at with a crazed look in his eyes.
Calm down! I yelled.
He responded by slamming himself down on the ground again.
You were trapped by the experint in this room. I turned it off. Im taking you back to Potts.
He didnt stop his writhing, but luckily his restraints held. I took a deep breath. Looked like Id have to do this in the most pain in the ass way possible. I rolled him over, and grabbed a section of the makeshift rope, hauling him up and over my shoulder so that he sat behind my backpack and his own. It wasuncomfortable, and the weight distribution made it difficult to move, even if the load itself wasnt too heavy overall. I gritted my teeth, and started making my way out of the bunker, climbing the stairs and pushing open the trapdoor. The undertaker struggled the whole ti, making it as annoying as possible, but I pushed on and started walking, making a beeline for the castle now that Id hit both of my targets.
I moved as quickly as I could, but was traveling through dense forest, and off balance, so the going was difficult. I used my newly enhanced sense of sll to avoid Ursans and other creatures that had the sll of predators, but realized that I was moving too slowly to outpace what slled like two Ursans that were tracking with their own powerful sense of sll. Realizing that I wouldnt be able to outrun them, I found a small clearing, set down my pack and ward, and drew my new sword. I was one for two in terms of saving Deadn from Ursans that day. No way was I losing this one, Id already walked too damn far to take that loss.
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