TRANSCRIPT ARCHIVE REF: SIS/GRAIL-AER/77-4
CLASSIFICATION: TOP SECRET // STRAP 3 // DISCIPLINARY COMMITTEE EYES ONLY
DECRYPTION ALGORITHM: ███-█████ (████-████)
0422 - ██/██/201█ - WEDDELL SEA SECTOR, ANTARCTIC TREATY ZONE (GRID REF: 74°S, 45°W)
PILOTING - CSN: 'REVENANT', ██████ '███' ███████
COMMS - CSN: 'YETI', DR. ██-██████ ████
REAR GUN - CSN: 'GAWAIN', ███████ ███████
HOLD - CSN: 'CALIBAN', ███████ ███ █████ 'BANSHEE', █████████ ████ 'ERLKING', ██████ ███████
COMMAND - CSN: 'BELENUS', DR. █████ ███████
MISSION - OPERATION 'YNYS WYDRIN'
COMMISSIONER - CSN: 'BELENUS', DR. █████ ███████
A/V TRANSCRIPT BEGINS
[IRRELEVANT MATERIAL REDACTED FOR BREVITY.]
[SEVERAL MINUTES OF SILENCE, OCCASIONALLY BROKEN BY REVENANT HUMMING.]
YETI: …Hey, ███ -
REVENANT, CALIBAN [SIMULTANEOUS]: Callsign.
YETI: Okay. Okay, first off—
REVENANT, YETI [SIMULTANEOUS]: Shut up, Caliban.
YETI: —And second off, Revenant, stop being a hardass, it's not like anyone's recording.
BANSHEE: Yes they are.
YETI: No they're not.
BANSHEE: You're the one recording us.
YETI: Yeah, but that's for my personal usage.
[SILENCE.]
BANSHEE: What?
REVENANT: Don't worry about it, man. ██-██████, what were you gonna -
CALIBAN: Callsign.
YETI, BANSHEE, REVENANT [SIMULTANEOUS]: Shut up, Caliban.
CALIBAN: Whatever.
YETI: I was gonna ask if we're nearly there yet.
[MULTIPLE GROANS.]
REVENANT: Shh. Yes. We are.
[GROANS CEASE.]
REVENANT: We've crossed into the treaty zone already, actually. Uh—tee-minus—eight? Minutes ago. So. Landing in maybe thirty.
[BELENUS VOCALISES APPROVINGLY.]
REVENANT: Do we need to go over the, uh, details, again, █████? I mean—Bel— ah, who else the fuck would I be talking to? Whatever.
BELENUS: No. No, we should be—
[BELENUS STOPS SPEAKING, SUDDENLY.]
REVENANT: Hm?
[FABRIC RUSTLING, MOVEMENT.]
REVENANT: █████? You good, man?
[VIDEO FEED DESCRIPTION: BELENUS has hunched over, clutching his head. His palm is pressed against his eye. BANSHEE has laid her hand on his shoulder. REVENANT has placed the vehicle into autopilot, and has partially turned his seat.]
BELENUS: It -
[BELENUS VOCALISES, PAINFULLY.]
REVENANT: Altitude headache? Or? Uh, ██-██████—pass the—painkillers—
YETI: Aw, c'mon, he'll be fine. He's a tough boy.
[VIDEO FEED DESCRIPTION: BELENUS has begun shaking.]
BELENUS: I—I remember— it all— oh, God—
[VIDEO FEED DESCRIPTION: YETI has also turned their seat. As they do so, BELENUS lifts his face, and vocalises in shock.]
BELENUS: I— your eyes! Your—
YETI: Huh?
[VIDEO FEED DESCRIPTION: YETI appears confused. They turn their chair back, and examine their face in a reflective window. They suddenly smile, and begin laughing. They pull back their lips in order to reveal their gums. No notable change in their appearance is visible on video playback.]
YETI: Oh my god. Oh my god! You're right! They're back! They're really back! Oh, so sharp! Dude! Dude! ███! They're back!
CALIBAN: Callsigns, guys, come on—
[VIDEO FEED DESCRIPTION: BELENUS has begun to panic. He is partially calmed, and partially restrained, by BANSHEE and ERLKING.]
REVENANT: Christ.
YETI: Look! Look! Your eyes, too! They're - they're the - glowy! Again!
REVENANT: Yes, I know. I know. Calm down.
YETI: But—oh my god. Oh my god! We're really back! We can— check on Peezy, and— Oh, shit, I wonder if Palgrave is still—?
REVENANT: Okay, ██-██████, we're gonna—stop—saying incriminating things on record right now. Thankssssss—
[VIDEO FEED DESCRIPTION: REVENANT reaches to disable the recording device. BELENUS has calmed, but is still vocalising below capture range for the microphone. YETI is cackling. A brief video corruption occurs, damaging the contrast values of the feed, which makes YETI and REVENANT's eyes appear far more saturated than they should be. BELENUS' eye also appears brighter, and tinted red.]
TRANSCRIPT ENDS