ADF-14 sleeping. Photo taken by my son.
File #: ADF-14
Danger Class: Haeresis
Obscurity Class: Octa
Current Whereabouts: As far as I'm aware, as of 25/Jun/2018, ADF-14 is being kept under strict conditions at ADR Collection Facility #8, and all infected subjects have been killed off. It is being researched and kept alive for "ethical reasons", but if you ask me, it should've been incinerated along with their hairy Frankenstein monsters. ADR has allowed me to read some essential research reports on this disgusting thing after personally requesting that I be the sole writer of this article. I am a damn good journalist after all. ADF-14 resulted in my poor son's death, and I need to be the one to tell this story.
Before collection, ADF-14 used to roam around the local abandoned nuclear power plant in Shcholkine/Russia, our hometown. It was known as a dumb local myth about a "toy brought to life" that is able to curse anyone who dares to approach it. That was, until my poor son came in contact with it and formed a sort of "bond" with that creature. He kept it in his room for about a week, until it finally happened. I will never forget that day, and to whoever created this emotionally unstable abomination of life;
I hope you rot in hell motherfucker. That is, if you're not already there.
Description: ADF-14 appears to be a plastic toy resembling Fuzzbert, a known character from the Trolls movie. It is approximately 12cm tall and 5cm wide. It has green hair-like chitinous fibers covering most of its body and orange legs, comprised of polypropylene. It does not possess any upper limbs or a head, although it has multi-functional openings, physically similar to heat-sensing pits found in ball pythons, which are located around its pelvic region, as well as a complex network of neurons believed to be its central nervous system. It doesn't possess any reproductive organs, but an analysis of its genes shows that it has both XX and XY gonosomes. It is sapient, showing average intelligence, and is capable of lively movement and sound production1. It is currently unclear how ADF-14 produces sounds, but recent theories suggest that its "openings" are at play. Screenings done on ADF-14 post-collection have shown that its internal structure is similar to that of humans, albeit missing the entire top half of it. It possesses a fully working digestive tract and is an omnivore, observed to consume food through the aforementioned openings. Furthermore, the top part of its pelvic region is comprised of small fluid-filled sacks containing a chemical cocktail molecularly similar to that found in cordyceps fungus, dubbed "ADF-14/2".
Note: The ADR researchers in charge of ADF-14 also refer to this chemical cocktail as "Evil Infectious Hug Toxin", which is just stupid. How this organization operates so smoothly is beyond me…
When it comes to personality, ADF-14 is believed to have a form of bipolar disorder, which can be extremely dangerous to subjects coming in contact with the anomaly. At first, it will always display a docile, playful personality, showing affection and attempting to hug and play with the subjects it comes in contact with. It has only shown interest in humans, regardless of age, and has even been documented forming deep attachments to certain individuals, such as my son. This state is completely unpredictable and can last for an undetermined amount of time, or until ADF-14 is directly disturbed. Any minor event that disturbs ADF-14 in some way will quickly change its personality. It will immediately start displaying great fear, especially towards the subject it is attached to.
If ADF-14 gets disturbed (physically or emotionally), the muscles around its sacks contract, releasing a large amount of ADF-14/2 in gas form. As the gas is extremely light, it will efficiently disperse over a large area, covering a radius of around 20m in mere seconds. ADF-14/2 in gas form is very light, which makes it suspended in the air until it fully dissolves. This can take up to 8 hours, depending on the temperature and humidity of the contaminated area. It has been observed that heat and moisture accelerate the dissolution of ADF-14/2, making it most effective in cold, dry climates.
When ADF-14/2 enters a subject through their mucous membranes2, it quickly binds to the subject's neurons, causing extreme hormonal imbalances, resulting in behavioral changes, as well as accelerated hair growth throughout the body, starting from the subject's head and ending around their pelvic region. The entire process takes around 25 minutes, and the produced hair will always grow at an upward angle, making the subject resemble ADF-14's physical appearance. Hair can also be seen growing from the eyes, nostrils, ears, mouth, and below the fingernails. Approximately 2 minutes after the hair growth stops, the subject's behavior will drastically change. Now referred to as ADF-14/1, the subject will display a severe decrease in intelligence and will lose most complex brain functions. It will lose all interest in food and water, and overall survival. ADF-14/1 will produce unintelligible "gargling" noises while attempting to hug any nearby person until it dies of exhaustion, which normally occurs in 2-4 days after infection. Studies have shown that ADF-14/1 will only have interest in uninfected humans and no other living organisms; however, although unstudied3, it is technically possible proven that all mammals are prone to infection. All ADF-14/1 instances will contain traces of ADF-14/2 on their "hair" and will infect any mammal in close proximity. All instances of ADF-14/1 must be killed and their remains incinerated as soon as possible. If termination is impossible, an ADF-14/1 instance should be isolated until it dies of exhaustion.
Symptoms of the ADF-14/2 "Evil Infectious Hug Toxin" infection4 observed in humans (early to late)
-Tingling sensation throughout your body, starting in the nose
-Sharp, stabbing headache
-Fever (38-40 °C)
-Pain in the upper limbs and abdomen
-Accelerated hair growth from the head to the pelvic region
-Hypersalivation
-Severe decrease in cognition
-An irresistible urge to hug people
-Death
Further studies5 have shown that ADF-14/1 instances are able to infect other subjects at an extremely accelerated rate during physical contact. If constant physical contact is being made (the "hugging" phase), an uninfected subject will fully transition into an ADF-14/2 in approximately 1 minute and 45 seconds. This is likely due to the abundance of ADF-14/2 actively entering the subject's orifices.
ADF-14 will start shaking and making gargling noises about 3 seconds before it releases ADF-14/2.
You have time to escape it.
Research Logs:
This is where I must take off, since all research on ADF-14 has been conducted by my girlfriend, and a well-respected ADR research manager, Dr. Yulia Sokolov, who is also the reason I obtained legal access to data on ADF-14. Thank you for reading my article, and to my late son Ivan, I miss you so much. Well, enjoy the rest of the article, it is in good hands!
-Anatoly Voronin
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I present to you a compilation of notes from my "research diary" from the start of my research to the conclusion abrupt and cowardly end of it.
My boyfriend's son has a new friend. Not a fan. - 17. Jun. 2018.
I've been spending more and more time with Anto6. Things are going great, but I'm just gonna cut to the chase.
His son Ivan is a creepy little fucker. I've mentioned this countless times. Well, today he joyously entered the house, walked up to me, and said, "Look Aunt Yulia! Look! The toy likes me! We're friends now!" and shoved some hairy thing with orange feet into my face. The feet wiggled.
No, I was not high at the time of seeing this. That thing is alive. The damn snot goblin brought AN ANOMALOUS ENTITY INTO THE HOUSE. I remained calm and called up Eucalyptus. She picked up and said, "Damn, that's crazy, but I'm tripping balls right now. I took the shroomies. Put on some gloves and shove the toy in an isolated room or something. Keep it contained for now. Monitor it. Ok, the walls are talking to me again, gotta go. Toodle-oo!" Thanks…? Well, I'm gonna have a chat with Anto and deal with this now. Fun times await in the Voronin household!
The worst has happened. - 23. Jun. 2018.
I'm shaking right now, so I apologize for any writing mistakes. I dont even know what to do anymore, it's been DAYS since the "living" toy was contained and we almost forgot about it but Ivan somehow managed to free it from the terrarium and place it in his room. I was at work and only Anto was home. This all happened so quickly, but apparently Ivan locked himself and the anomaly into his room and Anto was trying to get him to open the door. The thing was freaking the hell out and starting to display aggressive behavior even towards Ivan until it made this… noise…? In Anto's words: "It sounded like really angry, growling maracas." This was followed by a "hissing" noise, similar to the sound a spray bottle makes when it, well, sprays, as he put it. The mood quickly changed. Not long after, Ivan started screaming and crying in pain, yelling "MY HAIR, MY HAIR IS EATING ME!" over and over. God, poor Anto… Thank Christ he never managed to open that door. The kid started slurring his speech, losing it entirely in the end. All that could be heard from then on was Ivan banging on the door, mumbling some incoherent things with strained breathing. Anto looked into the keyhole for a split second and saw… I can't even describe it. His son was completely covered in long hair, all growing upwards, ironically resembling the little toy that caused all this. He was not himself anymore. I feel like vomiting. Cops were called, and the call was quickly forwarded to the nearest ADR Collection Facility. I was also called, and arrived shortly after the ADR guys set up a little camp.
We've settled a bit as the night fell. Anto is still in shock, and we're keeping him in one of the trucks. His son can still be heard from their house. He keeps groaning and lethargically slapping the window. His mouth is dripping with saliva, which is smudging the window. I'm looking right at him, but he isn't looking back at us. He doesn't seem to be intelligent enough to open the window… This is horrible to look at, but I can't help myself. We're going to think of a plan to collect the anomaly and transport it safely. We also need to deal with his son, God rest his soul.
We got the fucker. - 24. Jun. 2018.
Mission successful. This was the most stressful and gut-wrenching collection attempt ever. I've put on some Boards of Canada to calm my mind. Ambient electronica always helps in situations like these…
Here's how it went down:
A team of 3 Collectors7 entered the Voronin residence wearing full-body hazmat suits. One was tasked with incapacitating the anomaly with a taser pole and a tranquilizer dart, one with containing the anomaly in a small-sized TempBox8, and the last one was tasked with disposing of the poor boy. We figured Ivan was too far gone to be helped and might be a lethal hazard if kept alive.
The Collectors located Ivan's room with ease, since noises could still be heard from it. The door was broken down, and Ivan charged one of the Collectors, but was quickly shot. He fell to the ground instantly. After the shot, the anomaly slowly crawled out from under Ivan's bed and casually skipped over to a Collector's foot and started rubbing itself on it in an oddly friendly manner. The Collector found it adorable and then proceeded to taze and stab it violently with the tranquilizer dart, not bothering to load the dart into his gun. After the other 2 Collectors stood there in disbelief for a couple of seconds, the one carrying a TempBox picked the anomaly up with a plastic hand thingamajig (no idea what these are called) and swiftly collected it.
Apparently, the tranquilizer dart didn't penetrate the "skin", causing the anomaly to quickly jump out of the TempBox, latching onto the Collector's hazmat suit. In panic, he quickly ran out of the house, screaming for help and trying to smack the anomaly off. Everyone on-site quickly ran for cover as the anomaly started making a strange noise. In an instant, my sweet Anto bolted out of the truck with a fully loaded tranquilizer gun and aimed all of his shots towards the anomaly, successfully striking it, as well as the Collector, several times.
As the anomaly was being collected once more, Anto's son, who somehow survived the initial shot, made it out of the front door. He just stood there, looking around in confusion. The silence was deafening. All that was heard were Ivan's shallow, raspy breaths. He slowly raised his arms, almost like going in for a hug, as he made his way towards his father, who was frozen in fear with no protective gear. Quickly, one of the Collectors pushed him back into the truck, locking him in as he did so. Ivan was successfully neutralized shortly after. His remains were incinerated to prevent further contamination as his father screamed and begged to be let out of the truck.
Finally, the house was fully isolated and will be restored as soon as the Cleaner Team9 arrives. I hated being a part of this. I'm praying to God that Anatoly forgives me.
The anomaly, now classified as "ADF-14", is currently in the Collector's Van along with the 3 Collectors and me. One of the guys is still recovering from getting 7 shots of horse tranquiliser into his back. The anomaly woke up a couple of minutes ago, and it sounds PISSED. What a strange little creature… Hopefully, the TempBox stays in one piece till we arrive at the Collection Facility!
The fucker has been transported. - 25. Jun. 2018.
A quick little note. We're done with transporting this thing. It hasn't calmed down yet, and I find it quite funny how it's squirming around in the surprisingly durable TempBox. The container is absolutely full of the toxic mist it produces when stressed, so we're going to have to think of a way to release it into its Collection Chamber without causing a global pandemic of hairy hugging zombies.
UPDATE: All right, we got it into the chamber! It wasn't really a genius plan or anything; we simply put on our hazmat suits, and one of the collector guys opened the TempBox and kicked it into the permanent chamber. I swear to God, these collectors are an anomalous entity in themselves. The majestic kick caused a bunch of that toxic gas to spread everywhere, which was extremely dangerous, so we were all really lucky. We spent about 45 minutes in a decontamination shower, talking about how much the new Marvel movies suck ass. Anyway, let the research begin! I thank the Lord for an opportunity to study a hellspawn like this!
I might die today. - 7. Jul. 2018.
Someone will probably see the interview logs someday and put together a story, but I am currently hiding in a janitor's closet and writing this on some wet toilet paper after seeing most of my coworkers become ADF-14/1 or die violently. I DIDN'T KNOW THE DAMN TOY CAN BE AGGRESSIVE! The thing is manipulative. It's evil. The interview we had started off fine, and it was strangely cooperative until we mentioned something obviously negative about it. As soon as we mentioned how it "turns people into abominations" it grew visibly agitated. It refused to speak to us and fell limp shortly after. We thought it died. It stayed like that overnight until one of the assisting researchers opened the chamber without taking appropriate safety measures, since we were almost sure it had died due to shock. In a damn instant, it lunged towards the poor kid and forcefully entered his mouth before releasing ADF-14/2. Yet another traumatic sight. We went ahead and hit the lockdown button, but the kid ran out of the chamber in a panic before the gates could lock. We spent a while looking for him, but realized it was too late and started an evacuation process. I had all of my things with me, so I went straight to the supply room to grab a hazmat suit instead of going back to the lab with the others to grab our latest research. This decision is the reason I'm still here.
I have no idea what went on, but when I went to check up on my coworkers, I saw a scene that will most likely be sealed into my mind till I die, which might be soon. At the end of the hallway, only lit up by the red, pulsating alarm lights, I heard a familiar skittering noise. Out of the darkness came ADF-14, happily skipping towards me. What followed was the guttural sounds of my entire research team screaming in agony, trying to fight off the kid, who was fully turned by now. No idea where the "Patient 0" came from. The little toy just jumped around all giddy and full of whimsy as shots were being fired, blood spraying, filling the hallway with red mist… Apparently, ADF-14/1's can infect others incredibly quickly, as not even 4 minutes later, all of my friends had been turned into ADF-14/1. Slowly, one by one, they had emerged. Mindlessly bumping into each other, scratching the walls, drooling everywhere. There was silence. Only a couple of secon-
Motherfucker. They're trying to break into the closet. I've been found. What a way to go out! I think this is my goodbye note…? So, Anatoly, I love you. Dad, I miss you. Mom, I still hate you. I hope someone feeds my pet turtle for the time being. God is dead.
Ok, nevermind, God is still watching over me. Someone, my damn Guardian Angel, actually managed to send a distress call to the ADR Main Office as all Hell broke loose. A well-equipped Peacekeeper Squad10 was summoned, and a Peacekeeper torched my hairy friends just as my hazmat suit was starting to give out. I need therapy. We are en route to an evacuation jet. Apparently, the incident was really bad. Like, REALLY bad. I was stuck in the janitor's closet for most of it, but a research report should be published eventually. ADF-14 was successfully captured shortly after I boarded the jet, but it has been kept alive as research must continue. This time, conditions will be stricter!
To finish my story, basically, I saw my coworkers slowly turn to look at me, with their beady, dead eyes, and start bolting towards me with their arms open. ADF-14 was hitching a ride on one of them. That's when I ran into my savior: the janitor's closet! Thank God for the janitor's closet. I respect all janitors now. I mean, I'm not saying I didn't respect them before. They literally clean all our shit. I'm sorry for this useless text, I'm just happy to be alive!
15. Jul. 2018.
Exploration Report: Shcholkine Power Plant
by Dr. Yulia Sokolov
Individuals present: 3; Two Peacekeepers, Dr. Yulia Sokolov
Casualties: 0
Report:
9:47 - Entered building. One Peacekeeper came along; the other remained at the entrance.
11:04 - Located a locked room. It had a label, written in Russian, reading "Martin Paskal - Lead Manager of Cognitive Transaction", seemingly written over a previous label using a sharp object. The peculiar thing is, the door was boarded up from the inside. The door was easily broken down, since the room had been boarded up using wooden planks for several years.
11:09 - 13:12 - Conducted a thorough investigation of the room. A badly decomposed corpse of a male in his 50s, believed to be Dr. Martin Paskal, lay in the bottom left corner of the room, tightly gripping a moldy notebook containing his personal notes, as well as a stuffed zebra plushie. His top half was covered in thick, coarse fibers, believed to be caused by ADF-14/2, concluding his cause of death. Several children's toys were found scattered around the room, some containing human brain matter. A whiteboard containing multiple sketches had been observed, but deemed insignificant due to the terrible shape it was in, with the only decipherable sentence being "Sven's brain proved I'm not fucked in the head!!!". A forcefully open vent leading to the outside, believed to be the primary escape route of ADF-14, had been documented, along with the final important finding: a note taped to a wall, above a framed picture of Andrei Sakharov, containing a detailed method of successfully ████████████ █████████████ ████ ███ █████ ██ ███████. Our current, and most plausible theory is that Dr. Martin Paskal was the sole creator of ADF-14 through scarcely documented "cognitive transferring" techniques. We believe Paskal was a deeply troubled man seeking affection and attention, with extremely violent psychopathic tendencies, due to his disturbing notes found across the room, as presented below.
13:32 - Exited building, collecting and recovering essential research data in the process. A successful expedition.
Restored Paskal's Notes; translated to English
Autumn 05.
Motherfucker I poured all of my blood and sweat into the construction of this concrete hellscape. Jakov, why the hell did you wait until I damn well finished my work for you to tell me "No, fuck you cunt, we're taking all the money you put into this plant and using it for ourselves!"
With all due respect, kill yourself.
I wish the worst plagues upon you, taking so many years from my youth, promising me a bright future only to spit in my face and run away with your trophy wife like a coward. Everyone left me and I got nothing, NOTHING. A storm is coming Jakov. I know damn well you will never use that building, you lazy sack of shit.
I'm living in my creation. It's better than nothing. But I'm lonely. I will continue my research on "human consciousness" and create a nice little family here.
But oh no, the family will not be of humans. Humans are disgusting, vile creatures. I will have my little plastic family be PERFECT!
But I've been thinking, something I do all the time. I've been thinking of a way to get a person to help me out. Guess what? What??? I don't need any of that! I'm a big man who's been fucked over by society. Why should I ask nicely? I wouldn't. I'll take them. I'll pluck them out one by one like berries in a forest.
Martin's First Poem
There once was a pair of two
Two little piggies
They were a happy few,
But I warn you, their story is quite blue
One was called Jakov
He was brave and strong
His love was named Silvana
She was the brains all along
On a stormy night
Not a star in sight
A big bad wolf broke into their home
And gave them a fright
He took them to his den
They were thrashing and squealing
But the wolf pulled out his blade, then
Quickly, the screams turned to praying
There once was a pair of two
Jakov went silent, and then there was one
But I killed that bitch too
And then there were none.
THE END!!!
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK! Well, at least I made them pay but it was in vain. I could not bring my little toys to life. Goga will still just be a little zebra plushie, still. My sweet Goga. I think I missed something. I need more human brains. Off to the other side I go!
More cattle for my farm!
IMPORTANT DISCOVERY: Partially Detatched Consciousness
The amount of time I'm putting into this… I just remembered I have this journal, and I don't even remember how many subjects I've used. However, I'm getting closer and closer, but something is missing, and I think I've got it. The answer is "Partially Detatched Consciousness". My latest subject was… peculiar. Her will was strong, I'll give her that! She just refused to die, no matter how many times I've poked her. Apparently she had dextrocardia. This was a blessing in disguise though, as her death was prolonged and full of suffering.
My little Sven has done it! It took me three whole years, but I finally have a little toy! I AM MOTHERFUCKING FRANKENSTEIN AND SVEN IS MY MONSTER!!! We must celebrate!
Some things shouldn't be looked at. For your own good, don't look into this. Don't research this. Don't think about this. Stay away.
-Yulia
Welcome. Now get out!
👁 Lazar's Genesis File 👁
File #: ADF-1
Danger Class: Gula
Obscurity Class: Icosa
Current Whereabouts: Last seen on 09/Nov/2013 in an unnamed forest near Minsk Oblast, Belarus. The final interaction with ADF-1 occurred at 5:47. It had left me a note outside my bunker reading "I know of my purpose and I must leave. I don't know when I will come back. I am so sorry, Lazar. Goodbye." Before leaving, it was known to roam freely around the aforementioned forest during the early morning hours, never more than 3 hours per day (04:00 - 07:00), without any particular goal or destination. It was never made clear why the anomaly was present at that exact time or why it could only roam in that particular spot. As of today, I still see flashes of it in my peripheral vision from time to time; however, I am unsure if that really is my anomalous companion or if I'm genuinely going mad.
Description: ADF-1 appears to be a living entity of humanoid shape, approximately 1.84 meters in height and of average build. Upon visual contact with the anomaly, its entire physical body appears to show rapidly changing incomprehensible shapes, images, and colors with no other identifiable physical features. Any subject capable of sight, both human or animal, viewing ADF-1 will instantly begin experiencing visual disturbances, which will quickly be followed by other physical symptoms such as fatigue, dizziness, and nausea. Prolonged visual exposure to ADF-1 will cause the symptoms to worsen over time, as well as visual and auditory hallucinations to become present, ultimately resulting in the subject suffering a tonic-clonic seizure before losing consciousness for 15 - 20 minutes. Grogginess, confusion, and exhaustion, both mental and physical, are reported after regaining consciousness, as well as a general feeling of discomfort, similar to an alcohol-induced hangover. The full progression of symptoms takes about 50 seconds, with the recovery time often lasting up to 24 hours. Although tests have only been conducted on wild animals, it is believed that any fauna making phisical contact with ADF-1 will almost instantaneously be fully desintigrated.
Documented progression of symptoms:
0 - 5 seconds of exposure: Worsening blurry and/or double vision.
6 - 20 seconds of exposure: Dimming vision and worsening tinnitis.
21 - 40 seconds of exposure: Acute symptoms of illness (most commonly nausea and/or
vomiting, fatigue, dizziness, headache, and earache)41 - 49 seconds of exposure: Severe auditory and/or visual hallucinations.
ca. 50 seconds of exposure: Tonic-clonic seizure followed by loss of consciousness lasting for 15 - 20 minutes. Recovery can take up to 24 hours.
Apart from the aforementioned properties, ADF-1 is known to cause unexplainable electrical malfunctions, as well as environmental phenomena in a radius of around 90 meters, dubbed the "weird zone". Any device entering its radius will instantly cease to work until leaving the said radius, in which case it will resume normal function.
Other observed phenomena in the "weird zone":
- Unexplainable mild ground vibrations slightly rising in strength the closer the subject is to the center of the zone.
- A constant, low humming noise with no known source.
- Sudden temperature and pressure changes.
- Occasional meteorological phenomena unrelated to the meteorological state outside of the zone; eg, thick mist inside the zone while the weather is dry and sunny.
- A weak magnetic pull towards the center of the zone.
Photographic and video evidence of ADF-1 is entirely possible if outside the "weird zone". Anomalous effects have been documented on both photo and video footage depicting the anomaly, regardless of distance. Photographs taken of ADF-1 outside "the weird zone" can be viewed safely; however, ADF-1's appearance tends to change every time a subject makes visual contact with the photo. a physical photograph of the anomaly, while a digital image of the anomaly tends to change every time it is loaded. The anomalous effects are present even in pictures of the original photo. All video recordings depicting ADF-1 are considered a viewing hazard and are therefore deemed unsafe for viewing, as they cause the same symptoms as viewing the anomaly in real life.
ADF-1 is typically docile and shows extreme intelligence, with a somewhat curious personality. It is capable of understanding human speech spoken in any known language, as well as reading and writing. Attempted vocalization of human speech by ADF-1 has been documented using analog tape recorders; however, it is incredibly difficult to listen to and is known to cause/worsen the previously mentioned symptoms. Communication through written notes has proven to be the most effective method of researching the anomaly. Interviews with ADF-1 have made it apparent that it has no knowledge of its origin and goal, and struggles to understand what its purpose is. Further research has revealed that it does not require any form of sustenance, including oxygen, and that it is unable to feel physical sensations or suffer any physical damage, as well as lacking any organs. ADF-1 has also stated that it does not sleep like living beings do, as it is only able to exist as a physical being for exactly three hours at a specific time (4:00 - 7:00). It isn't fully clear as to why it can only exist with a physical form at that time; however, it is belived that several environmental factors play a part in causing it to materialize as a living being. Furthermore, current research indicates that, while ADR-1 isn't materialized, it exists as a separate reality, an entirely new universe.
Current Hypothesis: While not fully confirmed, personal conversations with ADF-1 over the course of several months have helped build a solid theory regarding itself. It is currently believed that ADF-1 is a paradoxical entity that is both a living organism and an entire universe at the same time. It is able to think and act as an intelligent being while hosting "existence" inside of it. Visual contact with it causes the aforementioned symptoms due to your mind being quickly flooded with quite literally "an entire universe and all happenings in it". The reason why it causes electrical malfunctions and other odd events around it is simply due to the abundant energy it produces in its "weird zone". This also somewhat explains why any fauna making physical contact with the anomaly will, quite literally, evaporate. It is still unknown why only fauna is affected, though. Most likely something to do with "awareness". The reason why and how this whole thing occurred is still unknown. It has abandoned me before an official conclusion was made.
I miss you Juniper. Please come back. Please.
As this file is going to be public, for this to make the slightest of sense, I have organized my research logs, interviews, rambles, etc., in chronological order below.
~Lazar
LOG-01 - First Encounter:
NOTEBOOK ENTRY 129: Weird Migraine
04/Dec/2012 - Unknown forest, Belarus
5:06 - I'm walking around a thick forest in Belarus. Been a few days since I left my father a goodbye note and escaped my slightly toxic workplace. Their bullshit spy drones might still be looking for me. Dad, stop worrying.
6:47 - I'm still carrying a bunch of stolen research equipment and a half-empty crate of beer. Or half full. Depends on your level of optimism, I guess. I forgot food and water because I'm a silly little buffoon. Been foraging for berries and was able to catch and cook a hare. I hated my training, but it does come in handy in a specific situation like this. The water purifier I stole doesn't fucking work.
7:03 - I think I had a migraine attack. I was aimlessly looking around the forest, and for a split second, I saw what I thought was a guy made of flashing lights and weird patterns, which was followed by a damn painful headache. It was most likely a weird migraine thing, as I am severely dehydrated. Beer is good, but it makes me thirsty. I think I see some sort of hatch or something in the distance. I hope it's a secret underground titty bar. One could only hope tho…
8:29 - Not a titty bar sadly, but it's a fully functional nuclear bunker. Its hatch is resting on the side of some hill, I'm gonna have to fix my GPS tomorrow to see which hill exactly. There are canned foods and sealed glass bottles of beautiful clear water. I live for moments like these! Because if I didn't have moments like these I would be dead from dehydration. Going to bed.
LOG-02 - Vocalization Evidence:
AUDIO 001: Scariest "Hello" Ever! (KEEP FOR RESEARCH)
06/Dec/2012 - Lazar's nuclear bunker, Minsk Oblast, Belarus
WARNING: The following audio is a confirmed mild auditory hazard11. By listening to it, you risk experiencing temporary symptoms such as ear pain, tinnitus, severe headaches, nausea, vomiting, dizziness, and muscle spasms. Some listeners may find the audio disturbing. Listener discretion is heavily advised.
Recording started at 04:37 after finding an old audio tape recorder in the bunker. The audio depicts an attempt at communication by the anomaly, causing the audible distortion lasting from 0:21 to 0:33 with two clear "Hello's" heard at 0:24 and 0:28. I personally apologize for my intoxicated state.
It should be noted that I never heard any of the audio distortions during the actual communication attempt. The lights went out as the ground below me started to slightly vibrate, not long before two clear, inhuman-sounding "Hello's" were heard outside of my bunker's hatch.
LOG-03 - Visual Confirmation:
NOTEBOOK ENTRY 134: Definitely not a Migraine
09/Dec/2012 - Unnamed forest, Minsk Oblast, Belarus
6:12 - I'm fishing at a creek. Breezy, cold morning. Didn't catch any fish yet, but I did see something FUCKING OTHERWORLDLY! I have confirmed my theory that there is, indeed, an actual anomalous entity present in this area. My damn father kept dismissing my claims of unexplainable objects and entities existing, even though I was sure I saw what I saw. Probably his extreme overprotective nature. Enough about him though, I need to write about this while my memory is still fresh!
7:24 - I managed to catch a lovely salmon! Had to store it ASAP, but my memory is still fresh, just like the absolute beauty I caught. As I was setting up my little fishing spot, I felt the ground vibrate. The previously calm water was full of ripples. I looked around me and saw the same weird humanoid shape peeking behind a tree, about 10m away from me. It looked curious and calm; however, the intensity of the flashing patterns it was made of made my vision go crazy, quickly followed by the same intense headache I felt a couple of days ago. I fell to the ground as the pain was worsening, and I felt nauseous. I swear I heard the same distorted voice yell "You saw me!" or "Oh, sorry!" or something like that. I couldn't quite decipher it, but the point is, it clearly attempted to communicate. It wants company, a friend, or something. I will pull an all-nighter with a tight grip on my tape recorder. No beer this time. Only a couple of beers this time.
LOG-04 - Communication Attempt #1:
AUDIO 008: Comm. Attempt #1 [FAILED]
10/Dec/2012 - Lazar's nuclear bunker, Minsk Oblast, Belarus
WARNING: The following audio is a confirmed auditory hazard12. By listening to it, you risk experiencing potentially severe temporary symptoms such as ear pain, tinnitus, severe headaches, nausea, vomiting, dizziness, and muscle spasms. Some listeners may find the audio disturbing. Listener discretion is heavily advised.
Recording started at 4:19, the moment the anomaly's presence was made clear by ground vibrations and electrical appliance malfunctions. I have equalized the audio as best as I can to minimize potential auditory side-effects; however, as the audio still has a lot of distortion left, a transcript has been provided for ease of understanding.
Transcript:
Lazar: Okay, I turned on the tape recorder. Can you understand me?
ADF-1: Yes.
Lazar: Ow, fuck. [groans] Ow… ow, what the hell are you!?
ADF-1: I- [pause] I don't know.
Lazar: [painful groaning] Oh fuck. Oh my- [coughing, gagging, vomiting]
ADF-1: Hey!
Lazar: Please…
ADF-1: Are you in pain?
Lazar: [yelps] Yes! Yeah, yeah, yeah, wait, please, please. Please stop talking… please. [heavy breathing] Give me a minute. [heavy breathing, coughing] Give me a minute, and don't say anything else. [pause] Come back tomorrow, okay? Okay, come back at this- at this exact time. I- I have another plan for us to communicate, ok? Motherfucker… Oh my god, what the fuck? [heavy breathing, sniffling, coughing]
LOG-07 - Research Report #1:
ADF-1 - RESEARCH REPORT #1
16/Dec/2012
Here is my first official research report on the anomaly. My goal is to collect enough information on this anomaly and write a full data file on it. Hopefully, this is just the beginning, and more files will get written. Therefore, I shall name this project and its anomaly "ADF-1"13 and refer to it as such for future references.
Although verbal communication with ADF-1 is possible, the sheer power of its voice causes me severe, crippling pain, which makes clear communication difficult. What I did gather is that ADF-1 has no idea why or how it exists and quite possibly has the worst identity crisis I've ever seen. I will attempt to leave a note outside of my hatch, along with a pen and some blank sheets of paper. Communication via text might prove more successful. Hopefully, it can read/write.
For some reason, ADF-1 tends to randomly roam around the forest during early morning hours only. At those times, I have attempted visual contact with it on several occasions. My vision would instantly start going crazy, and pain would spread to the rest of my body the longer I looked. I would even start hallucinating some unsettling things. Unbroken visual contact for more than a minute is impossible since I have found myself losing consciousness each time. 90% sure I would suffer a seizure due to the rapidly flashing images. It is extremely exhausting, and I will not be doing it anymore. Whenever I did attempt visual contact, ADF-1 always kept its distance. It's completely docile, and I swear it's fully aware of my peculiar reaction. I have even observed it trying to hide behind a very small pine sapling to keep me from looking directly at it. It was kind of comical.
Tomorrow, I will attempt to take video/photo evidence of ADF-1, as well as leave a note outside my bunker asking to talk over text.
LOG-08 - Photographic Evidence:
NOTEBOOK ENTRY 142: I HAVE A PHOTO OF IT!!!
17/Dec/2012 - Unnamed forest, Minsk Oblast, Belarus
6:49 - I fucking did it. Taking a video of ADF-1 was impossible as watching it would just cause me more pain, but I actually managed to snap two photos of ADF-1! It was extremely painful, but I did it. One with my Polaroid and one with my camera phone. ADF-1 was compliant and even struck a strange "pose" until I got everything I needed. I am shaking from excitement because, and I know this will sound insane, THE PHYSICAL PHOTOGRAPH CHANGES EACH TIME I LOOK AT IT! What's even crazier is that the digital version of it also changes, BUT ONLY WHEN THE PHOTO IS RELOADED!!! This means that ADF-1's physical form is visually so powerful that it can leave a permanent imprint on STILL IMAGES OF IT! I can not come up with an explanation for this, but it's real.
LOG-10 - Interview #1:
ADF-1 - INTERVIEW #1
18/Dec/2012
Below is a transcript of the first successful communication attempt with ADF-1 conducted from 4:17 - 6:49. Communication was done using written notes left outside my bunker, along with a pen and a stack of empty papers. ADF-1 would read my note, write a reply, and knock on the hatch. After it had left, I would read the note, write a reply, and wait for another knock. This method was proven to be most effective.
Lazar: Hello. I have left you a tool to write with and a couple of sheets of paper to write on. Please write a reply and knock on the hatch if you would like to talk. I mean you no harm.
ADF-1: Hello. G [undecipherable handwriting] pen, paper. Reply. Need time to lear use tool, writing. Mean you no harm.
Lazar: OH MY GOD YOU RESPONDED! YOU ACTUALLY RESPONDED!!! Please take all the time you need. I'll patiently wait right here.
ADF-1: Hello. Write to I all letters and symbols here.
Lazar: There is an English dictionary next to this note, as well as a couple of encyclopedias. It should be more than enough for your needs.
ADF-1: Thank you. We can talk now. I don't know much about conversing with intelligent animals like you, but I will try.
Lazar: It's a pleasure. I am so happy to be able to finally talk to you! I am currently writing a research paper on you. Can I ask you a couple of questions? Also, I am a "human", but I like it how you refer to me as an "intelligent animal".
ADF-1: Yes. Thank you. I do not know why I exist. I am lost, and I like your writing about me because it might help with finding my purpose. Ask me anything.
Lazar: Just so you know, I am shaking from excitement right now. Ok, first and foremost, I would like you to tell me a couple of things about yourself. Do you remember where you came from? How long have you been here? What is your first memory? Is this the only place you have lived in? How are you capable of adapting to everything so quickly? Sorry if this is a lot, I am just really excited and haven't spoken to anyone for a long time.
ADF-1: Don't apologize. I have never communicated in a language before. This is exciting to me, too. I do not remember much. I exist here and then I am not a being anymore. I've been here a long time, but I can not give you a correct number. My first memory is of this same forest, with trees burning and charred remains of unintelligent and intelligent animals humans like you. The humans were wearing armor reminiscent of strange beetles, holding long metal sticks with triggers. I have stuck to this place only, and I have seen its recovery. I do not know how I can learn things this fast, I just know what I see. Again, please don't apologize human.
Lazar: Pardon my language, but holy fuck. This is insane. Thank you so much! I would like to spend a day simply chatting; however, it takes us both a while to write these notes, and you will soon disappear, so I must ask a couple more questions. These are about your physical form. Are you able to feel physical stimuli? Can you feel emotions? Do you possess any organs at all? How do you see and perceive the world around you? Are you of male or female sex? Actually, do you possess any reproductive parts at all? And finally, do you require everything living beings require to stay alive? Like air, food, water, sleep, etc?
ADF-1: I like your enthusiasm! I will efficiently answer these questions. I don't want to make you wait. Physically, I feel nothing. I am aware that living beings feel physical sensations. I can not. I am unable to comprehend that. I have also never been physically harmed, even when I fell off the nearby cliff. I can feel emotions, and humans would most likely call me empathetic, but it's hard for me to express them since, before our meetup, I had no reason to. I do not possess or comprehend organs, nor am I aware of my sex. I do not know how other beings see this world, so it is difficult for me to explain how I can see it. I am aware of existing, and I can perceive everything visually, but I do not know how to explain it in detail. Yet another thing I can't comprehend is the need for sustenance. I am unable to eat, drink, or breathe and I do not need sleep.
Lazar: Oh this is AMAZING! YOU ARE AMAZING! It is almost your time, and I have asked you enough questions for today. Before you go, I must introduce myself. Calling me "human" is kind of unsettling, so I will tell you my name. My name is Lazar, and you can refer to me with that. Nice to meet you, friend! Do you have a name or something I can use to refer to you?
ADF-1: Hello Lazar! Nice to meet you, friend. Names are the one thing I still do not understand. Every bird is a bird, every deer is a deer, yet each human has a sort of title. Nothing has ever referred to me, so I do not have a name. It is a new concept.
Lazar: Well, I need to call you something. Is there anything special to you? Like, a place, or an item or something? Maybe that can inspire a real name for you.
ADF-1: The first green tree I saw, big, spiky and bushy, with bright blue fruits on it. It is the biggest tree next to your fish catching spot, actually. That is what comes to mind first. I spend most of my time there as I am very fond of that tree. Among the rubble and remains, it had stayed barely touched, and that brings me joy and hope.
Lazar: Oh, do you mean that absolutely gigantic juniper tree by that weird rock?
ADF-1: Yes, exactly. Is that the name of that tree? I really like that. I would like that to be my name.
Lazar: Yeah, not sure what type exactly, but it's a juniper tree for sure. Has it inspired a cool name??
ADF-1: I has. Call me Juniper. I would like to be referred to by a term I am fond of. The juniper tree gives me joy, just as I would like our conversations to give you joy. They certainly give me joy, and I am very fond of you. So, hello Lazar, my name is Juniper. Nice to meet you, friend. I will be knocking on your hatch tomorrow. Goodbye!
Lazar: Juniper! Hello Juniper! Oh, this is fucking amazing. What a cool discovery you are. Get back to me as soon as you can Juniper, we have A LOT to talk about!
LOG-37 - Abandonment:
NOTEBOOK ENTRY 241: I'm at my limit.
11/Nov/2013
I am not in a good place. Juniper still hasn't come back, and the crippling loneliness is slowly creeping in. Fuck, I'm aware they knew what they were doing, and I know they are where they're supposed to be. I know this, yet I am far from happy. I got so invested in their companionship that I completely forgot I was supposed to write about anomalies. I have no motivation left. None. I don't know what time it is. I don't know anything anymore. I feel a part of me has rotted away. I'm wasting away in this stupid fucking isolated bunker in the MIDDLE OF FUCKING NOWHERE WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING HERE JUNIPER YOU MOTHERFUCKER YOU LEFT ME LIKE EVERYBODY ELSE WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO IT LIKE THAT I STILL NEED ANSWERS JUNIPER I CAN'T HAVE YOU DO THIS SO SUDDENLY, YOURE EXACTLY LIKE M My god what is wrong with me. I'm going for a walk.
17:56 - Walking clears my head. I had to walk for a long while this time. I've calmed down a bit and forced myself to compile some of our conversations to help with grieving. I completely forgot Juniper was originally called "ADF-1" haha…
18/Jul/2013 - Potential Theory [IMPORTANT]
ADF-1: Lazar, hello! I have stacked some rocks and made myself a little hut. No real reason, just did things to occupy my mind while you were MIA. Why didn't you leave any notes yesterday? You had me worried you got eaten by a monster!
Lazar: JUNIPER YOU WILL NOT BELIEVE THIS! I was out in the woods trying to hunt a deer, and I, well, to spare you the details, a big-ass grizzly bear came bolting towards me. Fucker had some personal issues with me or something. I got my lanky body up a tree somehow and basically held for dear life for HOURS. I'm sorry, hope you were doing well!
ADF-1: Oh goodness, Lazar you psycho, do all people get into these situations??? That must've been agonizing! Are you ok now?
Lazar: I can tell you with 1000% certainty that most people aren't like me. The adrenaline hit was strong, so I only feel the muscle soreness now. I might have to leave a bit earlier because I'm BEAT. Hope you understand that!
ADF-1: All good, pal! Rest your weak, poor, frail body little one, I'm not going anywhere!
Lazar: Oh shut up asshole, it's not my fault I'm not an otherworldly, indestructible, all-knowing entity. No hard feelings, you seem to have become quite the damn comedian. Asshole…
ADF-1: HA HA HA! I will never stop being funny. I like making you laugh. Tough love, as you like to say. Do you think I'm an "otherworldly" entity?
Lazar: Hey, about that, spending a night hiding in a tree made me remember about my research paper. We still need to talk about your identity. You down?
ADF-1: Yes! I've been meaning to tell you a theory about that. I do not think I am from another world. I do not see myself as an "alien", as you would say. I have always been here, while in my physical form. We have talked about my other form quite a bit, though, and that's what's bugging me. The only way I can describe it is being "everything", but not "being". Strange. Boggles the mind, doesn't it, Lazar?
Lazar: Hey, sorry for taking so long, I had to really think about this. We've had a lot of theories, but have we ever thought of you simply being scattered around the entire Universe while in the other form? Like, some energy forces all of your atoms together to create "you", and when that force passes you become, idk, one with everything? Do I sound stupid?
ADF-1: Lazar, why have we never thought of this? To be frank, we did get quite carried away with the theories and all that… This does make sense. But, I don't feel like I'm connected to this universe we're in. It's like, another plain of existence. I am not making much sense, sorry.
Lazar: Juniper. Hear me out. What if you are another Universe altogether? Could that be possible?
ADF-1: Wow, as you would say. I am amazed. We will need to get back to this, I am fading again. See you tomorrow!
Lazar: Take care Juniper! I can barely feel any soreness from the excitement!
31/Jan/2013 - A Comically Depressing Chat
ADF-1: Morning, friend! The weather is horrid, don't go outside today. You will be blown away by the winds! How are you?
Lazar: Juniper I am sorry for my weird handwriting I am drunk and I could not sleep at all because I lost my only trustworthy contact from my old workplace.
ADF-1: Lazar, what happened? Please, explain what's wrong.
Lazar: My only good friend the only person I could trust got his brains blown out because they found out he was helping me with supplies. I fucking hate ███ ██████████ Corp those insensitive motherfuckers and I hate my dad the damn cold hearted bastard. Sorry Juniper this is not something you should hear.
ADF-1: Oh my god. I am struggling to express my feelings in text form. This is terrible. I want to give you a hurge but I can not. That does not feel good.
Lazar: A hurge? What the fuck are you talking about Juniper?
ADF-1: No… What do you call it when you wrap your arms around another being you're fond of? I'm pretty sure I have made a mistake. Ha.
Lazar: A HUG! Man, Juniper, that was fucking hilarious. A HURGE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT THE HELL IS A HURGE???
ADF-1: HA! Look at that, an incomprehensible entity making an idiotic mistake like that! Your intoxicated state is infectious!
Lazar: Juniper, the fact we can't make physical contact is killing me. I love you so much. I would sacrifice my life to get a hug from you. I wish we were more compatible, you know, physically.
ADF-1: Please don't say these things. I struggle a lot with these thoughts, but we need to be aware of our situation.
Lazar: Yeah yeah I know. Blame it on the alcohol, I overshare. Sorry. I have never had a good long-term personal connection to someone, and when I do it always ends in a terrible way. It's like I'm cursed. I'm sorry, I need to go lie down, my head is pounding. We talk tomorrow, yes?
ADF-1: Oh Lazar don't say that. You're not cursed, you're blessed! #1 best human being! Rest well friend. Can we play chess tomorrow? I want to, as you say, absolutely destroy you once again. Ha.
Lazar: Bye Juniper, sorry for the depressing bullshit. You can bet your seizure-inducing ass we're playing chess tomorrow. And I'll be the one "absolutely destroying you", smartass!
04/Oct/2013 - Juniper Draws Fanart <3
ADF-1: Hey Lazar! I won't be able to talk today. As I said yesterday, I really want to see those forest pigeon hatchlings. And I want to go look at my tree, and just enjoy nature today. That's good, yes?
Lazar: Hello! It's absolutely fine! Perfect, actually, since I spent the night fixing the ceiling and desperately need rest. I almost drowned from all the leaking! Enjoy your day off, heh.
ADF-1: Hey, you might be sleeping, so I will not knock. I remembered you asking me to try "drawing," so here we are. It was hard for me to comprehend the act of creating a picture with my pen, but I felt strangely powerful! I really hope you're fond of this!
Juniper's first drawing, left on a separate note along with the previous message. Kept by Lazar to this day.
Lazar: You bastard, you made me cry!!! This is beautiful! Thank you Juniper, thank you SO MUCH I LOVE IT!!! I will put it next to my bed. This is truly beautiful.
09/Nov/2013 -
ADF-1: Good morning Lazar! I really need to talk to you. Urgent!
Lazar: Well, hello there Speedy. What's up? Did your stone hut fall again?
ADF-1: No, no. It's a damn sturdy stone hut! No, I wanted to talk about my "Universe" form. I am starting to sense other energies while in that form. It's growing stronger. Lazar, there is life. I am hosting life.
Lazar: WHAT??? Holy crap Juniper, your universe is ALIVE! These are amazing news! We need to celebrate! I'm still trying to figure out if there's any way for you to successfully get a taste of beer…
ADF-1: Lazar, please listen to me. Ever since I've felt life in my "Universe" form, I've found it more and more difficult to stay in my physical form. There is so much going on inside of me.
Lazar: Hey, what are you saying? You're starting to freak me out. What's going on?
ADF-1: Please, you need to hear me out. Whatever has kept me bound to this place, whatever has been giving me my physical form, is losing effect. I am struggling to form straightforward thoughts. My hearing is impaired and my vision keeps messing up. I'm fully aware my place was never here to begin with, and with my innards constantly expanding, changing and now hosting life, I think it's time I go full-out.
Lazar: Wait, wait wait please hold on. Juniper please stop saying these things. Please. We have barely scratched the surface. You're not telling me that you're going away forever right??
ADF-1: Lazar, I need you to calm the fuck down. I need you to stay strong with me, ok? The time spent here with you has given birth to an entire universe! Listen to that. You were the sole reason I was able to grow. You're an amazing person and you need to keep being that amazing person. Yes, I will have to fully give in to my "Universe" form. Who knows the amount of damage I'm suffering whenever I change forms. Push through this. Please. For both of us.
Lazar: No no no no no NO WAIT PLEASE, I'm begging you. Give me time to process this. I still have so many questions. Juniper, what the hell will I do on this planet now that you're also abandoning me??
ADF-1: I'm fading. Lazar you need to open your eyes. I will always exist, and you will be the sole reason for that. You have to keep on going. Go back to your human beings, discover more anomalies. Take life into your own hands and don't be dependent on others. For your own sake. I love you so much. I need you to be here when I leave. I need you to hear me say goodbye.
Lazar: WHY NOW? Why is this happening now? Please, will you be coming back to me? At least a couple of times. I still need to beat you in chess haha, come on. Juniper we need more time.
Juniper: I know of my purpose and I must leave. I don't know when I will come back. I am so sorry, Lazar. Goodbye.
Lazar: Juniper. Hey, please tell me this is a joke. You did it, you pranked me, good job. You can fucking stop now.
Lazar: Hello?
LOG-38 - Final Thoughts:
LAZAR'S LOGBOOK ENTRY - 1: I Have a Purpose.
16/Nov/2013 - A park bench/Minsk/Belarus
Hello! I have decided to get a more official anomaly-related logbook. Never want to open my old notebook, ever again.
I ended up going through with it and using the old hunting rifle to end my life. I'm still alive and doing well. I believe I have gotten one final sign from my anomalous friend. As I pulled the trigger, I thought I was dead. But, everything was still the same. No pain, no "sweet release", nothing. The gun went of, that's for sure.
As I opened my eyes and looked into the barrel, I saw a brief flash of some random colors, followed by a familiar humming noise. I woke up on the ground, gun still in my hand, bullet nowhere to be seen. I choose not to dwell on that moment. However, I'm taking it as a sign that my work is not complete. This is just the beginning.
This world is full of anomalies just waiting to be studied. I will finish my ADF-1 article like I had originally planned, and then travel the world in search of more fascinating weird shit. Not literal "weird shit", that's disgusting. Anyway, I've been thinking of ditching the whole "lone wolf" act and getting back into society, and maybe bringing along a couple of companions. I already have my eyes on a few interesting individuals… Well, that's all for now!
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