[INCIDENT REPORT ā UNKNOWN REGION / UNKNOWN CLASSIFICATION]
Designation: REDACTED
Filed By: Officer Darien Hale (Status: Suspended)
Location: Route āā, Date Corrupted
Status: DEEMED NON-CRITICAL / UNVERIFIABLE
Forwarded To: Internal Oversight, Archive Bin [AUTO-PURGE FLAGGED]
SUMMARY:
Officer Hale was dispatched to investigate signal distortion reports affecting local weather towers and Trainer ID systems near Route āā. Within two hours of arrival, Hale was found wandering the treeline, covered in data ash, babbling incoherently.
Audio logs and bodycam footage were corrupted beyond recovery. The following is transcribed from Haleās interview, recorded six hours after containment.
TRANSCRIPT OF AUDIO ā SUBJECT: DARIEN HALE
āIt wasnāt a storm. I thought it was. You hear the buzzing, the static crackle, like a broken PokĆ© Ball left in the rain. Then the air just, broke.
Broke.
Like glass turned inside out. There was a beach, I think. Sand. But the ocean didnāt move. The sky didnāt render.
The world wasnāt gone.
Everything was gone.
No wind. No sound. No god.
Just the thing.
It was tall. Or wide. Or sideways. It shimmered like a memory left too long in the sun. It made a noise like a dial-up scream swallowed by a television.
It saw me.
And it was happy I remembered it.ā
[LONG SILENCE]
āIt didnāt move toward me. The world just kind of, tilted. Like space forgot gravity. It kept showing me shapes.
Like a bird.
Like a ghost.
Like numbers.
Like death given a loading bar.
I couldnāt blink. Every time I tried, the thing shook. The edges of me went missing. I couldnāt find my left hand. My thoughts.
But I knew it.
I knew it like a cheat code you never used but always remembered.
I knew it like a prayer someone patched out of the Bible.ā
ADDITIONAL NOTES:
Hale's ID chip now returns: ERROR: [DATA UNRECOGNIZED].
Bloodwork shows no red blood cells. Only placeholder proteins and an unclassifiable string of junk DNA.
Surveillance shows Hale leaving the facility three days before he arrived.
Every person who views his footage complains of tinnitus and eye floaters that "donāt follow normal movement."
STATUS:
Officer Hale was transferred to the Null Observation Ward.
He no longer speaks. But he smiles at empty corners and whispers, āIt was waiting for us to forget.ā
When asked what he saw, he always says the same thing:
āIt didnāt glitch.
We did.ā
