4/15/1XX9
Re: Activities carried out by army survey corps.

Discovered doors of varying sizes in the facility, reportedly of a type common overseas. We were unable to open them after countless attempts. Eventually surmised they were bolted from the other side and began an investigation.

One soldier eventually succeeded in opening a door. After questioning, he claimed it simply slid open as he approached, as if it had been waiting for him.

Is someone deliberately controlling when they open?

It's a leap, I know, but after several days of wandering this unusual facility, I am beginning to consider such things.

Tomorrow's objective: Initiate test to see if doors can be destroyed with small explosives.

Author: Bald Soldier
Alert Level: Monitoring  

7/10/1XX9

Army survey corps returning to field camp today. Consider this a consolidated 9-day report.

Finally succeeded in operating the lever we'd been puzzling over. It took five of our strongest men to operate, and we estimate it was not meant for use by a single human. Still, with the path open, we can continue our search for an exit. All troops relieved. Morale improved.

We still have one question regarding the lever: Why is it on this side of the path? If it's meant for defense, it should be on the other side. It's almost as though it is inviting intrusion.

Lost several men due to a fall. More said they spotted something floating behind us.

Query: Are there native residents in this facility? If so, I would very much like to ask for their assistance.

Author: Bald Soldier
Alert Level: Intervention Required  

9/12/1XX9
Our usual writer is unwell today, so I'm taking over. Er, I'm the quartermaster, by the way.

So, have we written about the pedestals yet? They cause strange effects whenever someone touches one.

Speaking of, why is such an ancient structure fitted with all these futuristic fixtures? I mean, even the transporters are an unknown technology. Everyone is afraid of how smart this enemy seems to be, myself included.

Okay, so I'm just spitballing here, but perhaps the transporters were added after the fact to move things that couldn't be carried by normal means? (Er, is this the kind of thing we're supposed to record to begin with?)

Oh, one more thing: When we tried to use one, one of our soldiers was suddenly enveloped in light and then vanished. We've now restricted the use of all these things until we can figure out the cause.

Author: Cheerful Soldier
Alert Level: Monitoring  

11/24/1XX9
DOCUMENT SUMMARY: Intermediary report regarding the stairs, which were previously unevaluated.

The stairs have proved to be an even greater source of trouble in our exploration of the facility. We have discovered spiraling staircases, some of which act as bridges between landings. We intend to continue our investigation as best we can while being wary of falling to our deaths.

Some members of the corps believe the stairs were constructed to deliberately funnel travelers around things someone does not want them to see. But in my estimation, the stairs exist to lead people like us who have becomes lost within this facility. My reasoning behind this theory is simple: The door we must proceed through is always at the top of the stairs.

Tomorrow's objectives: Regular meeting with quartermaster, manage other jobs.

Author: Army Survey Corps Captain
Alert Level: Monitoring  

Dear Sister,

I found myself alone in a strange place. I can't go home, but I'm not sad, because I've become friends with a bunch of cute black birds. They're everywhere, and some of them even TALK to me! I named one of the ones who talked to me after you, which helps me pretend like you're right here with me.

Still, I wish I could see you for real. I wonder if the witch trials you saw will be here too?

Author: Brunette Girl
Alert Level: Monitoring  

Dear Sister,

I'm still in the castle place. Last time I wrote there was a dark monster here, remember? I was so scared of it — I hated it. But today, I saw something amazing: all the black birds came together and turned into one of the monsters!

I figured since the black birds are my friends, maybe I could be friends with the monster too. But when I asked my best friend that (the bird I named after you), it said I shouldn't. Ha! That bird is JUST like you.

I miss you tons. Are you having fun with the lord you married?

Author: Brunette Girl
Alert Level: Intervention Required  

Dear Sister,

I can't hold it in anymore. The truth is that I'm scared—I'm SO scared and I want to go home as soon as possible.

This place is like a maze, and the only thing here are a bunch of dark monsters. Some are shaped like people, and others look like little animals. For a minute I thought maybe I could be friends with them, but I just...I can't. Their eyes are too scary. Staring into them is like staring into a deep and stagnant swamp—and when I noticed the black birds have the exact same eyes as the monsters I got even more scared and...

No. Sorry. I'm...I'm doing great. I'm having so much fun here. I'm having the greatest time! I'm okay. I'm okay. I'm okay.

Author: Brunette Girl
Alert Level: Intervention Required  

Dear Sister,

This is my first letter to you in a long time. My head has been so fuzzy lately.

Why did you leave the house again? To go to the witch trials? Because you married a nice lord? Were you training to be a policewoman? I have so many memories now, and I can't remember which ones are real.

But I know the nice black birds showed all of these memories to me. You're always smiling in them.

You're always laughing.

Author: Brunette Girl
Alert Level: Disposal Required