FIELD RECORDING: C. SONG[edit]
ANALYZING… FILE TYPE: Helmet Recording
PERIOD: Colony Era
SPEAKERS: Song, C. [ID: CSNG]
TOPIC: Novel Contagion
SUMMARY: A recording reconstructed from Dr. Clarissa Song's helmet microphone, shortly before human life signs ceased. Unusual fungal life signs persisted until the suit's auxiliary power failed.
[CSNG]:
This is Dr. Song, dying far from home.
[CSNG]:
I did it. I saw you. Named you. Dragged you into the light.
[CSNG]:
Telomyces mosaica. That's a fitting name for an endlessly mutating killer.
[spores hiss]
[CSNG]:
And you're part of something bigger than yourself, aren't you? You waited in the soil for us to sow our seeds, the ones we brought with us. You infected our crops, and then you infected our people.
[CSNG]:
And this planet… Something here protected you from us, the way our AI should have protected us from you. It corrupted Darius. Sabotaged our every attempt to understand what was happening or how to stop it.
[CSNG]:
You know, you can colonize my blood and liquify my bones, but—but I figured you out.
[CSNG]:
Still not sure what's helping you. What made you into a weapon. Guess I'll never know.
[CSNG]:
I do know I got off easy. I get to grow here, part of this world that I never understood. I get to dream.
[CSNG]:
What awaits the others is an ancient nightmare. Cold. Lonely.
[CSNG]:
An endless… perishing… cycle
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