Elephant's Graveyard: Divine Machinery

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DOS_LOG

TIME: 0900

LOCATION: ARCTIC WAREHOUSE #N60E32

ORIGIN: SHEOL

CASE NUMBER: #000005

ESTIMATED AGE: UNDEFINABLE

SUBJECT CLASS: STEEL NEPHILIM TARGETS: BRIGHT LIGHTS, LOUD SOUNDS, SUDDEN MOVEMENTS, BODIES OF WATER

HEIGHT: 300CM

WEIGHT: 110 KG

SUBJECT STATE: DORMANT

REPORT: UNCLEAR HOW THE SUBJECT MADE IT TO THE SITE. A VESSEL HAD BEEN REPORTED FOR NOT RETURNING. ICE FISHERS FOUND LAST ON THE SHIP HAD NOT RETURNED. COMMUNICATIONS OF THE SUBJECT BEING FOUND WERE SENT THROUGH VHF RADIO--LARGE TARP WITH 000005 BELOW, AND NO RESPONSE SINCE. WHEN INVESTIGATED, FISHERMEN HAD BEEN MAULED, AND THEIR REMAINS SCATTERED AROUND SITE. SUBJECT HAD BEEN TRANQUILIZED AND DETAINED FOR FURTHER STUDY. FURROWING MY BROWS, I HAD NOT BEEN ABLE TO DETERMINE WHAT TO REALLY DO NEXT. I HADN'T EVER WORKED WITH SUCH A THING BEFORE. I PRESSED MY PEN TO MY LIP AND STARED AT THE CREATURE BEFORE ME. ANGELIC LOOKING, LONG FINGERS THAT CURLED ALONGSIDE ITSELF, SO PALE AND THIN YOU COULD SEE THE INNER WORKINGS OF THIS BEING, LONG HAIR THAT BLANKETED THE SHOULDERS, AND A SOFT MOUTH. HOW WONDERFUL. THERE HAS BEEN MINIMAL DOCUMENTATION ON THE NEPHILIM SPECIES NOR WHAT THEIR INTENTIONS ARE, BUT ONE THING IS CERTAIN. IT IS AN ABOMINATION, IT IS NOT OF THIS WORLD, ITS FLESH AND EXISTENCE IS THE ANTITHESIS OF THE HUMAN RACE. FOR WHAT BEING WOULD HAVE WIRES FOR VEINS, CORRODED IRON JUNK FOR A HEART. THAT IS WHEN IT HAD STOOD BEFORE ME, EYES OPENING AND FEAR RUNNING DOWN MY SPINE. "YOU MAY THINK I AM NOTHING BUT PARTS OF BROKEN MACHINERY, YOU MAY THINK YOUR WARMTH DICTATES THE VALUE OF YOUR SOUL, BUT YOU KNOW NOT, YOU KNOW NOTHING. YOUR BONES WILL CORRODE ALONGSIDE THE TRASH ISLANDS YOU CREATE, YOUR FLESH IS MERELY TEMPORARY IN THIS WORLD. FOR I AM A HIGHER BEING, MY IRON LUNGS WILL PUSH ONWARD, MY WIRE VEINS WILL NEVER INTERTWINE, AND MY STEEL JOINTS WILL REMAIN STRONGER THAN ANY LIGAMENT YOU MAY HAVE. THIS WORLD HAS NEVER BEEN YOURS TO CLAIM, AND WE HAVE LIVED BEYOND WHAT CAME BEFORE YOU, AFTER YOU, AND BEYOND." THE JOINTS CRANKED, AND SLOWLY BEGAN TO RISE IN FRONT OF ME, UNSURE OF WHAT ELSE TO MAKE OF THIS. SPARKS HAD FLOWN ACROSS THE ROOM, AND A HUMMING NOISE FILLED THE WAREHOUSE, BEFORE IT COLLAPSED TO THE GROUND, DORMANT AGAIN.