This post has the following content warnings:
Lev gets eaten by a monster because I don't know anything about the magnus archives
+ Show First Post
Total: 1874
Posts Per Page:
Permalink

"I don't know, 'creepy unhelpful weirdo who is bizarrely into understanding things' is pretty much where I was at anyway. And involves very little murder."

Permalink

“I guess that’s true. Giving people nightmares isn’t exactly, uh, great, though. —Definitely better than murder, to be clear! I’m very glad that there’s no murder happening. ...That I’m aware of.”

Permalink

"Other than the nightmares and the nonconsensual tenure it only ever seems to have done... good things. Or neutral things, anyway. And I don't know, maybe the nightmares are necessary for some reason. --I'm not saying I trust it, I don't understand it well enough to trust it, I'm just saying that I'm glad that I'm not being possessed by the lightless flame. And I do want to talk to it. ...Probably should find some more statements first."

Permalink

"Yeah, I guess that's true. ...Are we going to, uh, tell the other assistants? About the whole, not being able to quit thing?"

Permalink

".......I don't know. I've been avoiding thinking about it. It seems like a pretty unethical thing not to tell them, and Elias might already know I know. I didn't show up for three days."

Permalink

"I mean. You did also leave a letter saying you were quitting, and then... didn't.

We... honestly don't know what Elias knows you know. I don't think there are security cameras in the Archive? They had technical problems putting them in, which in retrospect was probably the non-digitizables."

Permalink

"The current assistants are trapped either way so I don't feel too bad about not telling them, the real worry is if we ever have to hire new people. --Although I guess they might want to slack off more if they knew that I couldn't fire them."

Permalink

"...Yeah, I think that it might be for the best if we tried to. Avoid hiring new people as much as we can. You can probably handle a lot of that just by being Head Archivist and not wanting to, and if Elias overrules you we'll know that something's up? ...Unless you're right about our life expectancies, I guess, but with hiring new people you should probably also warn them about, uh. That."

Permalink

"...on the other hand if someone knew and didn't tell me I would be incredibly pissed off at them. Am incredibly pissed off at them. And I am not sure that 'this thing exists' leaks... anything else that we know... I could have just tried to quit my job for personal reasons. --I could have just tried to quit my job because I'm dating you, and if we keep that secret then they'll investigate that and find out that secret and be like 'ah, we know Lev's secret' and not do any more investigating. Maybe."

Permalink

"I think they might already be suspicious that we're dating? Tim is, at least. He, uh, knew about my crush, so. --But yeah, it's prooobably better to tell them? Just on the fact of, like, they kind of deserve to know?"

Permalink

"I'll send out an email when we get back."

Permalink

"Good idea. I can confirm it with them, in case they think you're playing some sort of practical joke on them? And I can, uh, read a statement into a tape recorder, I guess. And ask around in Research, see what the experiences have been with taking statements. And... I think that's it? Except for statements and followup?"

Permalink

Lev kisses his cheek. "Sounds like a plan."

Permalink

Happy blushing Martin!

 

When they get back, Martin reads a non-digitizable statement into the tape recorder. His exhaustion is more pronounced than Lev's was, his curiosity and satisfaction less so, and he gets in character the same amount. 

According to Research, statement givers usually type up their statement these days, so whether they speak in paragraphs doesn't really come up? One older man who's been working at the institute since before they moved to digital tells Martin that the statement-givers always spoke in paragraphs. Yes, all of them. He can't remember if he had any weird dreams after he took statements, it was decades ago. Nobody else seems to have weird dreams, either--oh, here's someone who took some non-digitizable statements between Gertrude's death and Lev being hired who has nightmares. (She had nightmares before, too, and had figured the new material was just her job getting to her.)

Permalink

Lev makes Martin take the personality tests before and afterward! Are there any changes?

Wait, all statement-givers speak in paragraphs? Including the ones talking about how angels cured their dog's cancer?

Permalink

Yep, the personality tests show the same changes as Lev, though they're a bit smaller in effect.

All of them! Including the ones talking about how angels cured their dog's cancer!

Permalink

..........Lev has no idea what to do about the Statements Are Mind Control situation and decides to let it percolate in the back of his mind in case he comes up with a brilliant idea before the next statement-giver shows up. (Is there some way he could convince researchers to take a before and after personality test? Maybe he could somehow convince them to take a test once, and then he could figure out whether they're more open than a comparable control group, if he somehow managed to find one?)

Permalink

Lev emails Tim and Sasha to tell them that he wanted to quit his job for personal reasons and literally physically couldn't. He suspects something paranormal is up. If either of them is suspicious that he's making this up they can test it out themselves by trying to quit. 

He studies philosophy of mind and physics and library science. He archives statements. He has one-on-ones with Tim and Sasha and gets though them with a minimum of excruciating awkwardness. He finishes writing up the onboarding procedures and suggests that everyone take a look at them ("even though presumably the fact that the paranormal exists is not going to be a surprise to you"). 

Lev works slightly more reasonable hours and almost always falls asleep in a bed. He uses modafinil occasionally and in a responsible fashion. In deference to Martin's wishes that Lev pretend he will still be alive in fifty years, he does not take up smoking, even though he looks at the studies of the effect of nicotine on cognition with far more longing than usual. 

When Martin and Lev are at work, Lev tries and occasionally succeeds at being professional. When they're in Lev's apartment, Lev refers to him by a variety of schmoopy pet names, usually in Russian but sometimes in Polish or Latin or Hebrew or even English. He is usually cuddling Martin with the determination of an extremely touch-starved person. He pulls Martin on top of him and then murmurs "warm" and "heavy" in a very peaceful and relaxed tone. He is essentially always shirtless. He asks a lot of excited questions about spiders and poetry. He kisses Martin's cheeks and his forehead and his nose; he implies, with varying degrees of subtlety, that he is a sub and perhaps at some point in the future would like Martin to throw him around and hurt him; he doesn't kiss Martin. 

(One afternoon, he goes to the doctor for reasons he doesn't tell Martin about and comes back with a bandage wrapped around his arm like he'd given blood. He hides his testosterone in a lockbox only he has the code for, and injects it privately in the bathroom when Martin is out.)

He does not come up with any brilliant solutions for live statement-givers other than having people type their statements into the typewriter. 

Permalink

Sasha is very in favor of the better onboarding procedures; she'll help contribute ideas for better onboarding for artefact storage, too. (Tim is in favor too, but much less enthusiastically.)

She is not happy about not being able to quit; she was actively looking for a new position elsewhere, and was only waiting for an acceptance before quitting here. She asks Lev to let her know if he figures anything out, but there isn’t a ton of hope in her voice.

Tim shrugs, says he wasn't planning on quitting anyway; he seems as cheerful as ever, but there's an edge of determination in his voice.

Martin is very very happy with Lev and trying very hard not to read anything into the implications because last time he did that it ended up with Lev crying. Instead he kisses Lev's forehead and shoulders and cheeks and pets his hair and hugs him very very hard and talks about spiders and poetry and asks questions about philosophy and physics and says that he loves Lev and that he's very proud of him for taking care of himself. (Sometimes, when Lev doesn't do it on his own, he'll order Lev to do it, and then say good, good job, you did great and kiss the top of Lev's head.)

Permalink

(When he says good, good job, you did great, Lev looks so peaceful and relaxed and makes happy little noises.)

Permalink

A few weeks pass like this. He isn't sent any more live statement-givers. He does find seven more non-digitizable statements.

The first was given by Lee Rentoul in 2011, a criminal with a grudge against one of the men he used to work with (Paul Noriega) for turning on him and sending him to jail. He consulted one of Noriega's victims, Toby McMullen, on revenge; Toby recommended that he speak to an old woman named Angela, who had magical abilities to hurt people. Lee agreed. Her walls were covered with framed jigsaw puzzles, and she asked Lee Rentoul for an item of Noriega's. Upon providing one (a lighter), Rentoul went home. After three weeks during which Paul Noriega seemed to be healthy, Lee Rentoul devised his own plan: Noreiga was going to be meeting alone with a fence named Salesa. Lee decided to use the opportunity to kill Noriega himself. Salesa arrived first, a tall Samoan man carrying a large box, and then Noreiga arrived, alone and limping slightly. An hour later, Salesa left, carrying the same box and looking unhappy, and Rentoul went inside. He killed Noriega, noticing several wounds that appeared to be old wounds and yet that he had never seen before (missing fingers, missing teeth, a glass eye). Five days later, he began getting packages, containing body parts; whenever he received one, he would shortly after lose the own corresponding part of his own body, the wound healing instantly. He tried to go after Angela, but when he tried to strangle her, he chewed off his own hand instead. He disappeared from his flat soon after; when the landlord went to clear out the flat, all he found was cardboard boxes. No woman matching Angela's description was able to be found.

The second statement was given by Laura Popham in 2014. Laura Popham was a caving enthusiast who usually went on one trip a year with her sister, Alena Popham. In 2014, they went on a trip to Lost Johns' Cave, taking all relevant safety precautions such as informing the CNCC and Laura's husband. The day was perfect for caving, but nobody else was there. They began to follow the map; things were normal at first, though some of the squeezes were far tighter than indicated. They began a cave dive; Alena played a prank on Laura, making her think she was trapped underwater by holding a rock above her head, and Laura got mad and asked to go back. Alena agreed, but when Laura turned away, she heard a low voice asking her how lost she was. She replied that she wasn't, but Alena just looked confused. When Laura started to head back, the underwater tunnel was far longer than it had been on the way there, and when she was finally able to surface it was into an even more claustrophobic tunnel than the one she was leaving. Laura waited there for Alena for a long time, but she never surfaced, and eventually Laura decided to continue. The passage got smaller and smaller, until the rocks started to cut into her skin, and at last she couldn't move any further; she tried to push herself backwards instead, and her feet hit solid rock that hadn't been there a moment before. Her headlight went out, and she remained there, screaming, for what felt like hours. Eventually, she saw a faint light at the other end of the tunnel. It looked like a candle flame and felt malicious, like it intended to harm her. From the same place, she heard Alena, calling for help. Unable to move, Laura just shut her eyes and wished it would go away. When she opened her eyes again, it had; she was able to move again, though it was still difficult and painful, and she was moving towards daylight. She emerged and screamed, at which point the cave rescue team found her. She had been gone for 24 hours, and Alena was recorded as a fatality. Followup research reveals that the CNCC have no record of Laura and Alena Popham going caving in 2014, but they do have records of many other people who were exploring Lost Johns' Cave on the same day. Laura was also not found aboveground; she was, instead, found a few yards from the bottom of the hole, unresponsive and kneeling next to a small pile of burned out candles that she had not packed. She became responsive only once brought aboveground. Also unmentioned in the statement is that she brought a camera; most of it is typical caving footage, but there is also a video almost three hours long, set just past 2 o'clock on the day that the sisters disappeared, in which Laura repeats "take her, not me" in increasingly panicked tones. The video itself is entirely black. (Martin declines to do follow-up research on this one, since he's claustrophobic; Tim teases him a little, but picks up the extra work.)

The third statement was given in 2015 by Carlos Vittery, an arachnophobe who claims to have been stalked by the same spider he killed as a child; no matter how many times he killed it, and despite moving houses, getting a cat, calling exterminators, etc., it kept returning. He wanted to run away from it, but felt compelled to destroy it instead, "as though willed by something else." Shortly after giving the statement, he was found dead, having choked on "foreign organic matter"; his entire body was encased in web.

The fourth statement was given by Sebastian Adekoya in 1999. The statement giver used to work at Chiswick Library when a strange book turned up: the bar code and ISBN registered as being Trainspotting, by Irvine Welsh, but the book was clearly titled The Boneturner's Tale. According to the records, the man who had last returned it was named Mike Crew. At this point, a man named Jared Hopworth entered. Jared had used to be Sebastian's friend, but since then had become a violent stalker. He took the book, intending to hit Sebastian with it, but once he had the book he got a strange look and left with it. On his way home, he noticed a rat outside of Sebastian's house that appeared to have a very strange injury: it looked as though the back half of it had been run over by a car, but there was no blood or actual visible sign of injury. Several weeks later, Jared's mom turned up at the library, her arm in a sling, in order to return the book; she swore at Sebastian, telling him to keep his books away from her son. Sebastian picked the book up with a tissue and returned it to its place. At 2 am that night, plagued by thoughts of the book, Sebastian went back into work to investigate. He returned to see that all the books surrounding The Boneturner's Tale appeared to be bleeding. Putting on gloves, he read a few pages of the strange book. It appeared to be a modern parody of The Canterbury Tales, describing the pilgrims in disturbing terms. He got sixteen pages in before he almost threw up due to the gore and closed the book. The label marking it as belonging to Chiswick Library was peeling; beneath it was the label for another library, a Scandanavian name that started with J. Jared then arrived again, or at least something that was using his voice, though he seemed larger and stranger, with additional limbs. Sebastian screamed and let him take the book. Sebastian was found dead in 2006, lying in the middle of the road; he was not bleeding, but his death was ruled a hit-and-run due to how mangled his body was.

The fifth statement was given by Christof Rudenko in 2008, describing a number of strange encounters he had with his upstairs neighbor, Toby Carlisle, while living in Welbeck House in Wandsworth: terrible smells, hammering noises, stains on the ceiling, etc. He complained, but the man owned the building, and so there was nothing he could do apart from finding a different place to live. After several years of this, culminating in his ceiling caving in, he discovered that the door to his upstairs neighbor's flat was open. Inside was Toby Carslile's rotting corpse, surrounded by meat nailed to all the walls, windows, even the light fixtures. The various kinds of meat seemed to move, shift, and open its eyes; the next thing Christof remembers, the police were there and the meat was gone. In followup, Sasha discovered Toby Carlisle's financial records; he had very little income, and what he had was going to pay council tax. There are no records of him buying anything at supermarkets, delivery firms, or butchers.

The sixth statement is significantly longer than most statements. It was given in 2011 by Father Edwin Burroughs via a letter from Wakefield Prison. He discusses his time as an exorcist, particularly two incidents that occurred during this time and that led to his eventual imprisonment. He is largely unable in the letter to write the words "God", "Jesus", etc., and when he does the handwriting shows visible effort. The first relevant incident is that of Bethany O’Connor, a student who requested an exorcism/blessing at her house, 89 Bullingdon Road. He saw nothing strange there at first, though he blessed it anyway, but in her bedroom he noticed the word "mentis" ('mind' in Latin) on her wall, and she was unable to see if when he pointed it out to her. Soon after, she tried to attack a housemate with a kitchen knife, and fell into a mirror. In the hospital, she demanded that Father Burroughs come to perform an exorcism; the nurse Annie Willett relayed this to him, and he arrived soon after. During the exorcism, Bethany said “I’m so sorry, it wants your faith,” before dying. He was wracked with guilt and refused to perform any exorcisms for a time, but eventually the nurse Annie Willett contacted him again, asking him to bless the house on Hilltop Road. While there, he had an intense burning sensation, and something that was not him moved his lips and mouth to say "I am not for you. I am marked." The tree was uprooted outside and the burning sensation ended. He only got a few streets away from Hill Top Road before he fell to the ground, weeping and vomiting, unable to pray. He took out his Bible, searching for comfort, but it appeared to be stained dark. As he walked, it felt as though he had never seen the streets before. He decided to talk to a fellow priest, Father Singh; halfway through their conversation, Father Singh demands that they do it in the confessional. Inside the confessional, Father Singh recites a list of all the sins Father Burroughs has ever committed, including many that Father Singh did not know about. Halfway through, Father Burroughs notices that Father Singh's Jaipuran accent was gone, replaced with a crisp RP; stumbling out of the confessional, he sees Father Singh in the hallway outside. He stumbled through the streets for a time again until he came to The Oratory, a church on Woodstock Road. There, a tall, pale altar server informed him that it was time for him to lead mass, and he followed the other man into the church. He was given and put on a yellow cassock and stole, too confused and sick to question the color. The pews were full of ill-looking people staring blankly, and whenever any words from the Bible were read, there was only the ringing of a bell. As he began the Liturgy of the Eucharist, the pews slowly emptied, the parishioners disappearing. He bit into the communion wafer only to come back to himself, in a dingy basement, eating the skin off a bound corpse. He chose in that moment never to take further actions, as he could not trust that anything he did was having the effect it appeared to. Follow-up reveals that Bethany O'Connor was listed in living in the dorms when the incident occurred, and 89 Bullingdon Road was empty according to legal records; the person she attacked with a knife was not her housemate but a porter. Tim also discovered that, three days prior to Father Burroughs killing and eating two students, Christopher Bilham and James Mann, The Oratory received a delivery from Breekon & Hope Deliveries of a yellow stole that vanished the day after they signed for it. Father Burroughs pled guilty to all charges and is serving three life sentences.

The seventh statement was given by Moira Kelly in 2002. Her son, Robert Kelly, became a skydiving instructor with Open Skydiving, rarely coming home, until one day he showed up at her door panicking and unwashed. Once he calmed down, he explained that he had been doing a charity jump with an 85-year-old man. Just before he jumped, the old man yelled "Enjoy sky blue!", at which point he felt a wave of dizzy vertigo wash over him before jumping. He should have been falling for thirty seconds before needing to open his parachute, but before he could, the ground disappeared from beneath him. His watch stopped, and he couldn't tell how long he was falling for, but it was for enough time that he got thirsty and hungry. It felt like hours at least. He couldn't tell what direction was down, because every direction was more sky. At last, he saw the ground again, and opened his parachute. When he landed, he was greeted by the other instructor there, Sasha Fairchild. He told Robert that Simon, the old man, had left, and that it had been almost fifteen minutes. Robert quit on the spot. Moira took him out to a picnic lunch, and they spent a pleasant hour together. On the way back home, Robert was climbing a hill when he reached the top and screamed. He pushed Moira down the hill, but when he kept walking, he kept walking up, until the sky closed around him, as though it was eating him. Followup research reveals that the company Open Skydiving does not exist, and never has, though there are news articles referencing events hosted by them. 

 

Every week, Lev's personality tests show that he's a little more open, a little less likely to get upset at seeing someone in pain. Not as much as if he had read into the tape recorder or taken a statement live. Barely even perceptible. But as a trend, it is, in fact, there.

 

Between the third and fourth statements, Tim takes time off sick, explaining over text to both Lev and Martin that he feels unwell, possibly with a stomach bug; after it doesn't get better, he says that he's worried he might have contracted a parasite.

Permalink

Lee Rentoul's statement goes in the monster manual under "psychics", and Laura Popham's under "the lightless flame", and Sebastian Adekoya's under "Leitner books." Lev is pleased that he's started developing categories with more than one item in it. He considers allocating a 'fucking idiots" category for Lee Rentoul but concludes that he is probably a perfectly nonmagical dumbass. He adds the categories "stalker spiders" (embodied) and "living meat" (embodied) and "sky blue" (after some consideration, disembodied). He stares at Father Burroughs's statement for a long time trying to figure out how to classify it; eventually he puts in references under "Breekon and Hope" and "dead tree" and "cultists," and allocates the category "weird mind control shit" under "disembodied."

One of the news articles about Open Skydiving has a picture of Sasha Fairchild. He's really absurdly pretty, and Lev finds himself having a rather unprofessional daydream about it. He ponders whether this is mind control but concludes that probably Sasha Fairchild just has really unfairly blessed cheekbone genetics.

Lev's... not exactly happy about the personality changes. He extrapolates out the trendline. If things continue as they are, as long as he avoids live statements, he can expect to be within normal human variance for the rest of his natural lifespan; even if he does live statements, at worst he will probably go inhuman shortly before cancer or heart disease gets him. Being at the extreme end of normal on affective empathy is concerning: Lev doesn't buy Simon Baron-Cohen's theories about the nature of human evil, but not caring when people are hurt might make you more likely to hurt them, particularly when you are as amoral as Lev is naturally. He hopes that Martin is not overly invested in Lev continuing to be upset when he's in pain. Lev pauses his physics and philosophy of mind reading for a while to read about the evolutionary, economic, and game-theoretical grounding of morality and of pair-bonding; he makes Anki cards of the arguments he finds most personally persuasive. He also tells Martin about the personality changes; this is not the kind of thing you want to keep secret from your boyfriend. 

"Parasites" makes Lev think about Jane Prentiss, but he wants to avoid hunting zebras. Even in the Magnus Institute, parasites are more likely to be natural than supernatural. Also, he has no precautions he can take to avoid it other than refraining from touching Tim, which is very easy since Tim, being sick, is not at the office. (He sanitizes his desk late at night just to be on the safe side.)

He makes a list of things he'd like to do before he dies. A lot of books, some travel, some museums, a few shows Asher talked about; Lev reluctantly scratches off 'have kids' and replaces it with 'have pet spiders.' Then he thinks about it and adds 'nonmagic spiders. The kind that come from a pet shop. A regular nonmagic pet shop that is there no matter when you visit it.'

He listens to The Words of God over and over and over again, and cries more often than he'd like to admit. 

Permalink

And one day Tim comes in with a bag full of worms and a decidedly unhappy expression. "Looks like I'm the one with a statement, for once."

Permalink

...Never mind okay Lev is going to look for zebras in the future. 

He almost suggests trying the typewriter, thinks better of it, almost suggests trying to type it up on a computer, remembers that he's supposed to care when people are in pain, and says, "what happened?"

Permalink

"Oh, nothing, just got trapped in my flat by worms for two weeks!" He sits down and sighs. "Okay, so, remember a couple weeks ago, I was looking into the statement about the arachnophobe and the stalker ghost spider? I went to go visit his flat down in Boothby Road. It was early, and finding the building wasn't a problem. It looked just like Mr. Vittery said it did in his statement, and there’s a big thick door on the front, that looks like it leads into the hall and then to the flats. It was locked, obviously, so I tried the buzzer. Nope." He pauses with a scowl while Lev gathers a piece of paper and a pencil.

Total: 1874
Posts Per Page: