Document 1299-29
It’s been the worst wake-up I’ve had. My body itches all over. I can still hear the sound, even when I cover my ears. It’s driving me crazy.
A new anomaly occurred. The Ganryū has begun moving. I’ll write about it as best as I can remember.
I can’t remember the exact time because of the itch I was suffering, but I remember the engine changing directions. And with it, the sound and the itch got way worse. A short time after it began moving, the sound transferred from below to above me. It’s like something is driving them away. And then the itch that had spread all over my body moved from the front to the back of my body. After a bit, both were gone. I checked with the periscope, and it seems we’re underwater.
This might be nothing else but a hypothesis, but I think the itch and the noise are related. Thus, that would mean me and the submarine might be related. I might be overthinking, but I’ll keep it as a hypothesis.
Currently underwater. When we surface, I’ll send another message.
After departing, I was free from the annoying noise and itch. However, I don’t think I’ll be returning back to earth. I pray that’s not the case.
Document 1299-32
While surveying the ship, I found the duty logbook on top of a desk. Usually, from the point of view of information preservation, this wouldn’t be allowed, but for this occassion, I want to thank you. The written contents were about the training sailing, which is to say, the sailing right before the anomaly occurred. The last date on it is exactly four days after we left port.
I had an idea, so I’ll leave the journal alone.
From here I’ll talk about my personal story. This isn’t related to the experiment, but it’s rather for the sake of my own mental stability.
I went through the duty logbook today. Naturally, it lists all crew members on duty that day, as well as the contents of their work. I suddenly remembered everyone from here.
What did you do during work? What did you talk about during breaks? It’s honestly just trivial stuff. But I’m not going back.
I thought that, without the itch and the noise, I’d be mentally composed. But it wasn’t like that, because it’s been done, and now every little thing reminds me of the crew. I keep remembering time and time again, realizing I’m the only one here. The memories are killing me. The memories are keeping me sane.
This is hell.
Document 1299-46
I checked the logbook. As a result, the logbook’s contents have been updated. Is there someone else besides me? Maybe it’s whatever was making that sound.
Lately, I’ve been having trouble sleeping. I wanna sleep.
Document 1299-56
I remember feeling like the hull resurfaced. The periscope confirms we’re near a place we visited on our last voyage. I can’t tell from the logbook’s contents, but we may be following the last voyage made. I’m not sure why.
The sound and the itch are covering my body. This time it spread in the opposite direction from last time.
Sure enough, me and the submarine are connected.
Next I need to find where my colleagues are.
Document 1299-57
Sure enough, the ship landed at the expected port. The Foundation’s forces are coming over.
The weapons remind me of a certain Group of Interest. I’m now in sync with the Ganryū. What would happen if the ship is attacked enough to sink? I don’t want to think about it.
Document 1299-61
Supplies have been added. Found a hammer amongst the new goods. Tools are naturally present inside the ship. Maybe this’ll let me access places I couldn’t get to before.
If I can get to places I couldn’t before, maybe I’ll find some new clues.