A Guide For Navigating The Artifact- House- Ref:F628B

The living room is the nexus. Closing/opening the doors in the house has different effects. To initiate effect leave house and re-enter.

• If Door 1 is open, do not enter door 3 or 4.
• If Door 2 is open, the Chittering Mass is called forth.
• If Doors 1 & 4 are open any object with a power cord becomes lethal.
• Door 3 on its own summons the screaming man with no face- do not do this.
• Door 4 open on its own calls the shadow woman- listen for the sound of yowling cats.
• Interacting with other variables such as leaving objects in rooms, or using light switches, etc, may cause unintended side effects.

Notes-

Do not interact with dead versions of yourself.

Cover all mirrors

Never sleep here.

Reccomendations

• Burn protocol
• Salt the ashes
• Review site in six months.

-Hidden in a drawer

There is so much unhappiness here.

The savage stink of ancient murdered swine rings against my heart.

A bonfire of nerve endings.

The Pigs want me to destroy.

The Pigs demand I kill.

Who am I to refuse them?

I am just meat.

– Hidden in a mystery book.

Contemporaneous notes on Space-16TNL14.

Interesting point to note: this space should not exist. The room occupies space outside of the physical architecture. The view from the window is is a projection of non-occluded space.

Case Officer concludes that this room is a doorway.

Audio signifiers precede invasion of hostile entities:

A bell sounding indicates the appearance of the silently screaming child.

The bubbling/rattling of the air conditioning precedes the apparition of the woman with gouged out eyes beneath the desk.

Take standard precautionary measures by salting the entrances to all rooms.

Recommendation: do not stay in this room.

-hidden between the fridge and the desk.

What have I done?
I met her in the bar downstairs.
(Happy)
She said I looked down.
I was.
She knocked on the door to my room in the middle of the night,
let herself in.
She kissed me, unzipped her skin.
Grey meat underneath
rotten, alive with flies.
(Black teeth)
She told me I was hers
and I am.
I can feel maggots growing in my belly.
I’m keeping them safe
for her.

-Hidden in the bible.

This place takes over.

The people who work here are drones.

I think I am one too now.

I dreamt that the hotel was alive; the doors were mouths and the windows were eyes.

It’s always hungry.

They used to worship here at an altar of bones.

They took a sacrament of blood.

The people here are not human

and neither am I.

–Hidden in the welcome pack.

 

 

Past the river. 

Under the bridge.

(Tiny feet, tiny feet) 

Through the forest.

(Little teeth, little teeth.)

I see you standing at the edge. 

On the boundaries. 

So strange, the way your eyes

soak in the light

and trail black fire behind you. 

Fingers, blackened and burnt twigs. 

Even with the curtains drawn. 

I can see you burning. 

I can feel you outside

Pushing up against the boundaries, 

between that world and this. 

-Hidden in the bible.

I can’t sleep here.

My TV is on the fritz- woke up and it was on. Red symbols on the screen keeping me awake. Sound of static. A headache.

It won’t turn off.

Must have drifted off just now. Dreamt I saw a woman step out of the bathroom in the reflection in the mirror.

Her black tongue hung down past her chin. Hair vibrating with insects that crawled into empty eye sockets.

No time has passed.

The TV is unplugged, but the symbols are still there.

This is a bad place.

I can’t sleep here.

– Hidden under a lamp. 

 

1/3 – She told me not to stay. She told me she was coming. Bad dreams in the night. A noise like screaming in the dark from somewhere in the lake. The place I heard that she had been found. 

2/3- She was standing here in the entry way. 2.12 AM. Her mouth was wide open. Ants streaming from the gaping maw. No teeth anymore- grave worms, pale as bone in the empty sockets. The ants are hers. 

3/3- She’s waiting for me. She wants me to walk out into the water with her. I want to, it’s so hot in here. When I woke just now she was standing at the window. I have to go.

I have to go  into the cold water with her. It’s the only way. 

– Polaroids and story hidden in the safe.

I found a piece of paper in my room. It’s full of names and next to each one is a date.

I swear to god my name is on here.

The second I read it, my room phone started ringing, my mobile started ringing, and the room lights started flickering on and off.

I answered the phone and a guttural voice said I had until midnight to confess my sins or the Bone Man will come for me.

The voice made my blood feel cold, and when I heard the name, I thought I was going to be sick.

Here goes:

When I was twelve I murdered someone.

Not long after I wrote this, I saw her.

Jane Winter. I killed her and now she is standing outside the window, looking up at me; eyes gone, bloody teeth bared.

She looks just like I left her.  

I feel like I’ve lost my mind.

When I was 15, I killed Sebastian Jones and Denise Trelawny.

At 17, I killed Nathaniel Grey, Jennifer Sands, Nathan Phillips.

There is a procession of ghosts outside my window now.

All porcelain pale, no eyes.

 

The phone rang again just now.  

 

The Bone Man is coming for me.

 

I couldn’t tell you everything.

 

-Hidden on top of the dresser

When I first came into my room, the message light on my phone was flashing.

I tried to ignore it.

 

You have to ignore it.

 

If you pick it up the ritual is completed.

 

I picked it up and pressed that innocuous little button.

The friendly female robot voice just said Thank You.

Then a distorted loop of screaming started playing.

I thought it was a glitch, or just static at first until someone said my name.

 

Every time I put the phone down that red light starts flashing at me-

and if I don’t answer it things start thudding against the walls next door.

The lights flash on and off. Something flung the lamp across the room.

 

I just picked it up. I’m so tired now. I don’t know how long I’ve been here.

It feels like years.  

The friendly female robot voice just said that He was coming.

 

He needs me.

 

It’s flashing again.

 

I’m going to try and ignore it this time.

– Hidden in a tourist guide.