Odd story found in rural area. Handwritten notes and xeroxed paper tied together into a crude codex read as follows.
“Quick summary. We’ve confirmed that the calls for help weren’t pranks. Satellite imaging shows us that the crater is real and that it has had an effect on the surrounding area. A strange shift in color in the trees and grass. A thick fog over the crater. Will forward to administrator.” Paper stamped and signed. Stamp seems to depict a thick eel like creature. Initials are G. H.
“Operation planned and underway. Our people in the area have gathered what they could. Hazmat team will arrive early tomorrow. Reports of abnormal activity from wildlife. Object in crater causing strange mist. Disposal of field personnel ASAP. Will forward to administrator.” G. H.
“Oxygen tanks sufficient. More en route. Object in crater has been extracted and quarantined. Mist not subsiding. Field tests confirm offworld origin. Tunnel network under upper crust crater layer suggests exploratory species. Two T-3 arsenal crates opened. Underground team will breach ASAP. Geo activity readings attached. Forward to administrator and DPEK untit.” G. H.
“G. H. quarantined. DPEK equipment unable to get reliable readings. Tunnel network seems to shift every 3 hours. Topside changes frequent. Crystallized foliage disrupting electronics as expected. Tier 2 reaching tier 3 within days. Mist not subsiding. Hazmat insufficient. Local population sedated, awaiting transport.” M. G.
“The trees spoke to me and I saw the color of envy at the peak mound under deep underground ocean passage lift granted my wish now all will discover fervent rapture only before known to gods alive trusting beneath deep deep deep deep deep deep…” etc. etc. Many pages with the word deep repeating over and over. Small shards of glittering crystals on some of the pages. No signature.
“Quarantine facility roof breached. Crater object emitting light and mist. Suggest tier 6 hazard containment. Evac at location 3N.” T. M.
“HA! They just don’t learn, do they? Sitting in their bunkers, thinking they can solve it. You know what I mean, Janet? No, you don’t. Because you wouldn’t listen! A walking husk. That’s what you are now. Serves you right. HA!” Signed Aeron Master Power. Doodle of a “gray” alien next to the name. This is a joke, right?
Various other loose notes litter the codex. Ramblings. Plenty of tiny crystals somehow embedded in the paper.
The mist comes and goes. The tunnels are a mystery. And what about the meteor? It is a meteor, right?
What could it all mean?