A.Journal

Checks

Easy

'FOR CASCADE ALL WILL BE FORGIVEN'

Easy

Some memories warp and bend with handling, but not this one. Dissimulate and dissociate all you like, it doesn't change anything.

Easy

He wanted to keep you all around.

Medium

The goal difference after the previous outing: ENEMIES: 7. CASCADE: 0.

Trivial

The window to your right. Did someone see you come in here?

Impossible

TIMELINE OF EXTRACTION: NOT FOUND.

Trivial

Inside your stomach, spiders scuttle.

Easy

If the entire Weeping Eye came through that door right now, you'd kill them all.

Easy

The eye of your enemy. Weeping with joy at your return.

Easy

As designed, allowing for the simulation of choking incidents during medical training.

Trivial

That is one way to get to Gonza, operant. Look at the size of the cavity -- large enough for a cricket.

Medium

Hand-painted iris rings -- faint, but deliberate. Someone wanted this thing to stare.

Easy

Money has been sunk into this. And time. A certain kind of obsession.

Easy

Vinyl, or a rented tuk-tuk's dashboard. Not unpleasant.

Medium

The closest thing you've had to human touch in a long time.

Medium

You're lucky no one knows about it as, technically, it counts as sexual misconduct at the workplace.

Easy

There's nothing in the filing cabinet on this. Did you misplace that folder?

Medium

Medical-grade silicone, thermo-set, sealed with micro-serration. Zero adhesive bleed, glue creep, or warping. This is top-tier artisanal work.

Easy

Be fleet of foot, operant. Your enemies are on to you.

Easy

Lot of footfall for a two-person 'magazine office'.

Easy

Lot of footfall for a nondescript building tucked in the corner of a city.

Medium

There were reports of a ghost-site labour colony on Ile-de-Söze that the Opera took seriously.

Easy

Operant CYLINDER (Status: LOST) was convinced EMTERR were behind it -- though he could not ultimately prove it.

Easy

THE SEAL IS BROKEN. YOU HAVE STEPPED WITHIN THE PHANTOM KINGDOM.

Trivial

Enemies. Bloodscent. Flee.

Medium

Ominous name. Distance. Lost.

Trivial

EMTERR, a.k.a. L'Empire sans Territoire, a.k.a. 'The Bank'. Equal parts global development fund and spy service. Linchpin of the Developed World.

Medium

THE BLOODY HAND OF TRANSNATIONAL CAPITAL.

Medium

Perhaps they're running a writer-in-residence program on the wasteland mesas of Ile-de-Söze.

Easy

A sudden talisman. The last thing he gave up.

Medium

You have found someone who isn't really here.

Easy

Resigned to what was then coming, now come.

Medium

Obviously a stage name. She could still be in here somewhere, unknown to you.

Medium

Maybe try... 'Violeta, Ultra'?

Formidable

INTERROGATE THE FILING CABINET.

Easy

The past descends with talons.

Trivial

Your old asset, ESTOC. Still draped in the same cover you left her in. With one new styling...

Medium

THE SEAL IS BROKEN. YOU HAVE STEPPED WITHIN THE PHANTOM KINGDOM.

Medium

Enemies. Bloodscent. Flee.

Trivial

EMTERR, a.k.a. L'Empire sans Territoire, a.k.a. 'The Bank'. Equal parts global development fund and spy service. Linchpin of the Developed World.

Medium

But at what cost? To become the high arbiter of Human Capital, you no doubt have to trade in some of your own.

Medium

Unbearable dissonance reflected back on itself. Synced in and phased out.

Easy

Cold, old, megaton bitch. Never really proper gäng to begin with. Work experience gäng.

Easy

A telephone from five years ago startles in its cradle, waking you from the thin end of a dream.

Medium

Names over numbers. Old school community.

Trivial

Relatively deafening.

Easy

Wasting valuable time. But there may be something in here...

Easy

Happy to disappear into the life of another.

Medium

Clear skies tonight. Ideal conditions for sharing a cigarette on a sidewalk corner, companions permitting. Temperature 13 degrees and steady.

Easy

The instructions were very clear: 'Party Alley, West Side.' It's for you.