She was there.
I saw her.
The video didn’t do her justice. She was horrifying. A life-sized wooden doll. Her “body” was wrapped in strings and she seemed to be in pain. Like she couldn’t move. I felt sorry for her, being bound by these horrid strings.
That was until her puppets began to charge me and those “pity-me” strings lashed off her body and tried to wrap around me.
I… I really don’t know what happened next. But all of a sudden there was this… light aura energy? something… There was something radiating from my upheld hands. The Puppeteer just looked puzzled, but her puppets vanished. I thought maybe she had moved them, but her painted eyes looked almost as confused as I was.
Apparently the suits had accounted for this. Machine guns came out of the walls and began firing at the Puppeteer. She shrieked. I will never forget that sound for as long as I live. It was like (Hand-writing here is unreadable.) I hope I never have to hear something like that again. But, knowing these guys, it’ll become part of the daily routine.
The Puppeteer vanished after that. She seemed to shimmer and then disappear. The suits tell me she went to “her realm” whatever the hell that means.
They told me to rest a bit. Apparently they’ve found what they needed, now they just need to figure out what it means. They didn’t come get me for testing today, so I guess that means I get a day off. I’m gonna spend some time with my birds, I think they’ve missed someone talking to them.
(The powers here-in described match no known creature activity in our universe. Major McElroy has ordered that all further transcription be forwarded to the Director.)
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