[ FLOOD CONTROL ]
A slime-stained page labeled "Excerpts of His Buoyancy" reads:
"…and woe be unto those Unbuoyant who have erred under the guidance of the False Prophet, Jebediah Christoff, and his pseudoscientific tower of Babel! For only through Buoyancy may we avoid the true and dreaded end of all living things: descension into The Other Place!"
A scum-stained page labeled "Excerpts of His Buoyancy" reads:
"It was only by the divination of His Buoyancy and his loving embrace that begot the multitudes, those who could not return to death from life: The Buoyant!
"They would replace the hubris-children of the wretched Jebediah Christoff, the Punished Ones… terrible abominations, they!…, who hunger and howl and send others needlessly to an Unbuoyant Death.
"That this False Prophet should stand in judgment of His Buoyancy's master work and call it 'Plan Zed'…! Such hubris! For it shall be Christoff who stands judged when The Other Place awakens and claims us all!"
An offal-crusted page labeled "Excerpts of His Buoyancy" reads:
"…when the end of times, thusly foretold by His Buoyancy's great benefactor, the eminent Director Phobos, and those Higher Powers what saw it fit to pass instruction unto him, do finally come to pass, it will be at the failure of the Unbuoyant Masses to halt its coming.
"The fate of Nevada rests now in the hands of beings too lesser to know the responsibility they so willingly shoot, cut, and bash away to all of our ruin. We will be forgotten, every one of us, as a dream. And then we will be no more."
[ CHASMS ]
A work order under a dusty pile of paperwork details the parts for a complex pump system that would keep the mines dry.
This is followed by more work orders for a series of heavy duty dry lock doors, along with some tersely written notes about having to swim to the surface for groceries.
The first in a very old email chain, addressed to MERC, reads:
"Despite what you may have heard, Director Phobos is NOT going forward with Dr. Crackpot's absolutely INSANE protocol. Locking a S-3LF into a body, even after death, will have repercussions that I shouldn't even have to explain.
"There are plenty of great opportunities to further Project Nexus, and this is, by far, the very last one our leadership would be tempted to try.
"Please continue installing the S-3LF Extractors below the Science Tower and rest assured that your wellbeing is still my top priority.
"Dr. Jebediah Christoff"
The second in a very old email chain, addressed to MERC, reads:
"Hello MERC Employees! Please disregard the bogus emails sent by Dr. Christoff. He's not thinking very clearly. In fact, I think his email was hacked. It wasn't even him.
"I have assurances from the Director himself that we WILL be moving forward with my groundbreaking new Enmeshment Program. Imagine it! Workplace accidents would be a thing of the past when you don't have to worry about dying! Think of how much you'll save on life insurance!! Wow!!!
"Keep up the good work, boys!
"Love, DR. CRACKPOT"
The third in a very old email chain, addressed to MERC, reads:
"Ignore all past and further notices from Dr. Crackpot's email address, please.
"Director Phobos is absolutely, one hundred percent, NOT going to enact what is undoubtedly the worst plan we've ever heard of. Binding a S-3LF to a corpse is such a quintessentially stupid plan, in fact, that it is literally the last plan we would ever consider. That is why any plan, from A to Y, would be preferable to his abhorrent 'Plan Zed'.
"Dr. Jebediah Christoff"
A P.S.A. issued to management is stuck prominently to the small screen, reading:
"Given the large volume of S-3LF energy moving through the system (as well as the greater demand for power) we will be taking on another labor force division comprised entirely of Generation 03, Limited Model helpers.
"Their integration into the workforce should be an even distribution, but an effort must be made to place the more durable Gen-03s on hazard duty, to mitigate the cost of workplace… accidents."
The fourth in a very old email chain, addressed to MERC, reads:
"Dr. Christoff is an arrogant fool! Block his email address and delete all of his hogwash and lies from your inboxes, please! They're all filthy with computer viruses!
"NO ONE is calling my program Plan Zed!! Especially not Director Phobos, who has granted me a commendation for my fine work on S-3LF binding.
"Christoff is a jealous fearmonger who wants to watch Project Nexus fail. What a class act, that guy! He's a crummy scientist, too. All of his science is really lazy and probably plagiarized from preschoolers.
"Yours truly, DR. CRACKPOT"
[ THE LAST LEG ]
What appears to be a work log from management reads in part:
"Listen… the machines down here are pushed to their limit already, and when you keep letting insolvents through like this, we're gonna see breakdowns, injuries, and all sorts of other costs. I know, I know… Director Phobos specifically asked for these, but someone really has to wave some of these accident reports in his face.
"It's particularly damaging when the… big one keeps coming through. Why aren't we allowed to break them down? They're creeping me out, man!"
The log goes on to list what are described as 'insolvent' by numerical ID. Dozens of them.