tma statement transcript

This was a couple of years after my mothers disappearance, and I must have been about ten. Do the TMA first, catch up after. I never went back in the darkroom after I closed and locked the door behind me that day. Its where I grew up, where I left forever, and where I returned to after my mother died, and my business collapsed. July 11, 2019 Summary Statement of Gary Boylan, given October 3rd 2009. I dont know how long I lay there, waiting for my father to return that night, but I know it was getting light outside when I finally fell asleep. It was then that I heard a thump from downstairs, like something heavy falling over. I didnt care; I was just so glad that an idea of mine had made my father so happy. image/svg+xml My father was a policeman, as Im sure youve read, so as a child I just assumed that the police had looked for my mother and failed to find her. I need you to describe whats going on. I dont . child harm, child neglect, death of family member, death of parent, religious violence, serial killer, gore, cults, being chased, darkness, heartbeat sound. I dont know if I do. I think I understand a bit more now why he never spoke about it, preferring people draw their own conclusions, but at the time, I couldnt fathom why he just sat there silently, letting others talk for him. What is he doing? For you, keep researching. In my childs mind, I assumed that she had just left it on the table, an accident, and that the open door meant nothing. Funny story really. As I approached the cabinet where we kept them, I heard my fathers voice from the kitchen. The alternative was looking after my dad, whose recent breathing issues had left him more ratty than ever. For you. The next closest streetlight failed. In case the trapdoor opens back into the Archives and Prentiss is there to kill us. TMA transcripts in slightly-more-readable format. And I read them. A mans voice asked to speak with my father. Why havent you quit? Oh, speaking of, Ive had report of a workplace dispute in the library, and I would value your input. Special Episodes - Q&A, Contest Winners, Etc. The swaying was more pronounced now, seeming to move from the waist, side to side, back and forth. I begged it to spare us, to spare me, as I stared at the flesh I knew would redden and bubble and blister away to the bone beneath. I thought that those were my spiritual raptures. Because when I record these statements it feels it feels like Im being watched. I lit my own cigarette and held out my tobacco towards them, though I didnt approach, and asked if they were ok with a roll-up. Push the sceptic thing so hard!? Maybe everyones dead already. He walked over to me and gently stroked my face. I dont think I really knew what that meant, except that it was the reason I was so very painfully lonely. I suppose I can turn it back on when were being eaten alive. TMA opposes mandatory maintenance of certification (MOC) requirements for licensing, health plan contracting, and hospital credentialing because: MOC is too expensive. He must have taken a turn we didnt see or something. I finally had an alarm clock, and the image of it is still clear in my memory. He whispered to me then, when he thought I was asleep, promised to protect me, to make sure that it wouldnt get me too. He took the handset from me and placed it to his ear, not speaking but listening very intently. I think. It is not a god. Below is the full transcript of Putin's address: "I appeal to the citizens of Russia, to the personnel of the armed forces, law enforcement and security services, fighters and commanders . That was when I still called myself a witch. It stops water moving round the human body right, makes limbs and bellies swell and sag with fluid. Yes. Drinking in the archives? Mostly converted versions of the official transcripts; the rest have links to the source/transcriber. A fat, sprawling thing that crouches in the shadowed corner. Took about a week of searching to find it again. Statement of Jane Prentiss, regarding a wasps' nest in her attic. I refuse to become another goddamn mystery. And that was when I realized: it wasnt the numbers. After reading this statement, three points of interest occur: no culprit or weapon was ever found connected to the killing; he was apparently alone in his cell at the time, which was supposed to be locked; and at the time of his death the light bulb in his cell was found to have blown out, leaving him in darkness. Now, those, I believe, at least for the most part. Often, I would wake up from one of my nightmares to find the house silent and empty. It has a thousand truer owners who shift and live and sing within the very walls of the building. What did any of it mean? Thats where I live. There were fewer lights than there should be, I was sure of it. Take notes after sleeping in the rusted chair, write in the memory book, all that sort of thing. Each question has what unit it is based on with it. I tried to tell them, to explain, but they did not care. I checked my iPod, and, sure enough, the radio was off, and it said it was playing a track called Numbers.. It seemed to be a crude rendering of the opening lines of the Skye boat song. Why would I have done that if I didnt know what I would find? Four hours I spent, patiently jotting down the numbers. In addition to the body of one Christopher Lorne, 40 preserved hearts were recovered from Robert Montauks shed. I didnt know what I had seen not really but it felt like a bad secret, and I didnt know what to do. During those five years, I had gradually started to notice more and more canisters of photograph film left around the house. The Magnus Archives Transcripts Archive Archive A (Extremely Unofficial). You can see them in the numbers. Seven. If I hadnt been so drunk, maybe Id have noticed quicker, but even when the stranger asked the question again, Can I have a cigarette? utterly without intonation, still I didnt understand why I was so uneasy. . Three. How many months has it been like this? Nothing worked. Two. Love that consumes you in all ways. It seems to be your go-to move for dealing with anyone. You rob it of its fear even though your weak words have no right to do so. I wonder how long he has not known. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London. I mean, fine, I guess Ive li. They all have one thing in common. Six. Four. It didnt matter, because no-one in the shop wanted to hear about the ants below it. Following your statement, the questioning will proceed in rounds. Its like I cant move on and the more I struggle, the more Im stuck. I had no idea what he was talking about, but when I asked, he just said that I needed to stay in my room until he got back. Ill try to present these in as succinct a fashion as I can at the end of each statement. I just found myself going further and further afield, retracing old routes for the sake of it. From where I am sitting, I can see thousands of files. The Magnus Archives (and, thus, these transcripts) is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. I dont know. Hello? He asked me not to hate him, and told me it would soon be over, then turned to go. I dont know why, but I thought Id be in trouble if he found out I was awake. Shes messing with the boxes. image/svg+xml The Magnus Archives (and, thus, these transcripts) is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. Four. So that leaves you guys. The caption was check out this drunk creeper lol, but the picture is of a darkened, apparently empty, alleyway, with stairs leading up into it. I know youll want to know whats been happening. It took me a moment to realize how late it was, and how sunburned I had gotten in the process. Well, technically three, but I dont count Martin as hes unlikely to contribute anything but delays. No! Statement of Jane Prentiss, regarding a wasps nest in her attic. The police reports on Robert Montauk are predictably thorough, and there are few details to be added. MartinYoure not, uh You didnt die here, did you? Yes it is. Id like to tell someone now, though, and Ive only recently finished my court-appointed counselling sessions, so Id rather not tell the tabloids and have MY FATHER KILLED TO FUEL CULT MAGIC, SAYS DAUGHTER OF MONSTER splashed over page 7 of the weekend edition. Biochemistry, specifically, and I was in my second year at the time this happened. They say there were 40 hearts kept in that shed, not including his last victim, but of course the police didnt arrive until all that was left of it was a grisly trophy cabinet. I dont know. It was almost evening again by the time my father actually returned. It was what was behind the numbers, shifting and waiting and, and coming towards me like a tidal wave, and I knew what the message was, the urgent and terrible message. I wont deny it makes sense from the outside, but I remember how devastated he was when she disappeared. They claimed they wanted to confirm the identities of the victims, which they couldnt easily do with what was left. While we do not yet describe the RTMA file format and its common uses, we do know which programs are known to open these files, as we receive dozens of suggestions from users like . I tried to explain that Ive never had hallucinations while drunk, and that there was no way this guy had just been a normal person, but they always gave me one of those looks, halfway between pity and concern, and Id shut up. Martin Blackwood, (sigh) Assistant to Peter Lukas, Head of the Magnus Institute, recording statement number 0090310, statement of, uh, Gary Boylan, given October 3rd, 2009. Everything ached, and my heart pounded as I limped home. Thats enough to convince anyone. I ran into the office, worms everywhere, horrible death and everything, tripped and fell in some boxes and there were like 20 cans of gas in there. (long sigh) I always used to go for long walks through the fields to try and escape for a bit. As I stared at it, I began to hear something from my headphones. Following the Time War, The Archivist returns to Earth and assumes a mild mannered life under the name of Jonathan Sims. Look, you guys got to go home every day, okay. Mostly converted versions of the official transcripts; the rest have links to the source/transcriber. I write poetry and I think the tapes have a sort of low-fi charm. But the screen was on, apparently playing music, though I didnt recognize the song. Mostly converted versions of the official transcripts; the rest have links to the source/transcriber. Im sure we havent found all the statements in here that deal with the Extinction yet. There was only one time I recall him going into the shed during the day. He spent the rest of the day in the shed. Then he left. He was gone most nights as well. To be honest, I didnt hang out with them much. Healthy and robust economic engagement benefits both the United States and China. image/svg+xml I turned to leave, but as I was heading up the stairs, the light bulb in the landing blew. It thrums with life and malice. Leroy Thompson Ministerial Alliance (Louisiana) LTMA. As it got louder it began to sound less and less like a person knocking and more like wet meat being slammed into the sturdy wood of the front door. Not that he was supportive. If I die, wormfood or something else, whatever, Im going to make damn sure the same doesnt happen to me. Not a lot of ventilation in the tunnels. The Magnus Archives (and, thus, these transcripts) is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. I dont think so, at least. So Im studying at the University of Edinburgh. I checked, and its radio wasnt even on. God knows how long theyve been hiding! For what its worth, I dont think he did it. I mean at the Archive in general. Then finally, as Mr. Watts mentioned, John Fellowes in March 2010. None of us are; were all just trapped together, here, and, and kidding ourselves that we dont hate it. , right-click on any TMA file and then click "Open with" > "Choose another app". There was a moment of silence, before it was replaced by a voice of a man but his was so distorted and pitch-shifted that it could have been anyone. Still dont, really. They could still come in through the air con. If youre still alive after this. Id been out easily twice as long as any time before. Special Episodes - Q&A, Contest Winners, Etc. That was also when he started spending a lot of time in the shed. Eight. Youve been living in the Archives for four months, constant threat of this. For some reason the thought of an anglerfish popped into my head, the single point of light dangled into the darkness, hiding the thing that lures you in. There is a manual release, a few floors down. I never did find out anything else about it, but a few days later I saw some missing person appeals go up around campus. Alright, Ill grant you its a good place to lay low, but . Whatever I had seen my father doing in there, its effects had long since vanished. Now, I dont know how well you know the drinking holes of Edinburgh, but the Albanach has a wide selection of some excellent single malts, and I may have slightly overindulged. And I think that it always had. I only got through about a line and a half of the old folk melody before it abruptly cut off. You know the situation best, so? While I am pleased that we have found the statement that Prentiss gave the Institute, it answers far fewer of our questions than I would have hoped, and gives us little new information about her than we had before, save for a snapshot of her mental condition before her hospital admission. It barely even sounded human as it, as it spoke in a strange monotone. Special Episodes - Q&A, Contest Winners, Etc. You did bring a tape recorder. The RTMA file extension indicates to your device which app can open the file. If you know how to read them. She then walked calmly out of the door to A&E. I told him, and he visibly paled. I asked him if he was from the Police and after a pause, he said Yes. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London. When I finally took out my headphones, the sudden rush of summer evening sounds hit me like a wave, leaving me reeling and dizzy. And hot. Something in this statement has got to me a bit. Mosquitoes gift it with their kiss and it grows and grows. It wasnt until much later that I discovered theyd never even had a missing persons report filed on her. Ive had to retreat into Artefact Storage. It is going to take me a long, long time to organise this mess. As the Committee knows, on May 13, 2019, Attorney General Barr directed me to I need it to be seen. Meanwhile on Monday Vladimir Putin made his first public statement since the 24-hour mutiny. TMA transcripts in slightly-more-readable format. Perhaps it can soothe my itching soul. And then when I come back, its like like if I admit there may be any truth to it, whatevers watching will know somehow. Sings that I am beautiful. (inhale, less shaky) Look. Hes good at changing the subject, isnt he? If Id known Martin had another one stashed in here, I never would have. Id never really paid it much attention before. A nurse attempted to run, but in his panic he tripped on the stairs and broke his neck. In retrospect, the fall wasnt that bad compared to what it could have been, but at the time, it really shook me up, and left me with some nasty bruises. Speaking of, can you see anything? I got a pretty sizeable music collection, but I feel like I do know it pretty well. But soon after my mothers disappearance, a sturdy new padlock was placed on the door, and my father spent a lot of time inside. [Chuckles] Wouldnt that make you an idiot? I, uh, I mentioned our conversation to him; he asked me to check on . Zero. Anyway, it shouldnt be necessary. image/svg+xml The Magnus Archives (and, thus, these transcripts) is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. As far as I was concerned, the sturdy wooden structure was just the home of spiders nests and the rusted garden tools my parents would use once a year to attack the overgrown wilderness that was our back garden. The wasps nest is interesting. I was startled out of my thoughts by the words as I thought I had been alone. We lost him. Statement of Dominic Swain, regarding a book briefly in his possession in the winter of 2012. I turned on the tap, but what flowed out was a thick stream of muddy brown, brackish water. No, it looks like theyre waiting, I think. Well, for the record, if we dont do something now, it wont matter either way. I remember it was 2:47 in the morning that it started. The investigation at the time, and the follow-up weve done over the last couple of days, have found no evidence to corroborate Mr. Watts account of his experience. We will alternate back and forth This puzzled me since, though my dad and I did sometimes go on short holidays, we never took a lot of pictures. I plan to digitise the files as much as possible and record audio versions, though some will have to be on tape recorder, as my attempts to get them on my laptop have met with significant audio distortions. TMA transcripts in slightly-more-readable format. We all made them, and their course is already plotted. I had seen films before, of course, on our tiny living room television, but to see a movie on the big screen was awe-inspiring. Wants to be free. For good. image/svg+xml One of the downsides of not serving the Ceaseless Watcher is that we have to actually look things up. I was waiting for something, though I didnt know what. Ah, yeah. Warning (Click to view.) So yes, my father killed at least 40 people over the course of the five years prior to his arrest in 1995. Most reach dead ends, predictably enough, as incidents of the supernatural, such as they are and I always emphasise there are very few genuine cases tend to resist easy conclusions. I dont see her! I dont have any theories as to what any of this means, but I just need to get it down on paper somewhere. The ones that have weird wrinkles, or that just seem to have something solid to them. There was just a lot of movement and, and shouting and, and wriggling. It was hard to tell after she tackled him. Thats when everything started to get strange. There were no photos stored there. What would life be without the occasional twist? At this point my father had come down to the kitchen to see who was calling. What are you doing on the floor? Photos of the patterns match up to the various formulae of sacred geometry but dont appear to correspond exactly with any specific school. Yes, alright Tim, you look fine. Now, Im sure you dont need me to tell you that there are some steep hills in Edinburgh but Old Fishmarket Close is exceptional, even by those standards. I remember I spent a lot of it close to tears, but had been so proud of the fact that I hadnt cried at all. The sky had that thick layer of clouds that that catches the heat, and it choked me on it. Ah, okay. Beyond that, I didnt really know what to do. The first thing I saw when I opened that door was my father, bathed in the pale blue light. The Skye boat song repeated every hour and half, but I went through the sequence a few times just to assure myself it didnt change, and I hadnt missed any. The tone began to shift, and I realized that it was playing a tune. Do you know where you are? image/svg+xml The Magnus Archives (and, thus, these transcripts) is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. Still, I suppose weird is kind of what you guys do, right? Honestly, I discovered most of the details from the newspapers and the court, just like everyone else. I didnt see any signs of the fire brigade, but I havent been near a window in a while. Statement of Julia Montauk regarding the actions and motivations of her father, the serial killer Robert Montauk. I could see that their face appeared blank, expressionless, and their skin seemed damp and slightly sunken, like they had a bad fever. It could just be an unknown, aggressive parasite. In one hand my father held a wicked-looking knife, and in the other, he held the mans heart. Martin, could you pass me the tape recorder? You can read more about how it works here. I know Ive made him sound like an alcoholic recluse who lived in the shed, but those were generally nocturnal activities for him. You can read more about how it works here. Oh, hey. I would spend hours in the bathroom, staring as close as I could get to my face to the mirrors, searching for darkened pores to squeeze and watch the congealed oil worm its way out of my skin. It glowed, a dull, pulsing blue from every crack and seam. On. I did what I was told. And within those numbers are all of our dooms. I have done. It was grey. [Sigh] These old files are far better protected than we ever were. image/svg+xml The Magnus Archives (and, thus, these transcripts) is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. I didnt have a clock in my room, so I had no idea what the time was, but I recall looking out of the window and the world was dark and utterly silent. The fourth stair down from the top of the staircase always creaked, and still does in fact, but I dont think Ive ever heard it creak louder than it did that night as I crept down them so slowly. My footsteps were heavy, and my hands shook slightly as I tried to steady myself. I fled the house. As far as I know, I never had any living grandparents, and apparently no-one noticed she was gone which was strange, as I have vague memories of her having friends over a lot before she vanished. Right. I knew he would return eventually, when he was finished with what I had decided must be police business. TMA transcripts in slightly-more-readable format. I dont think so. And now I stare at it and not a word of it is even enough to fully describe the fact that I itch. Have you ever been driving along a motorway, passing through the middle of some rural nothing place, when you spot, in the distance, on some tiny road you have no idea how to reach, a row of three or four terra-suburban houses, just sitting there, no town or village for miles, just a weird unattached little street? Right. I never had any interest in continuing the conversation after that. Within reason. Tell him not to come back inside. However, different programs may use the RTMA file type for different types of data. It might have been hours or it might have been only a moment or two. I knew that it was not so simple as to call out to well-trodden gods. My hands were blistered by the end. But, but even before that Why do you think I started working here? Child Harm, Compulsion, Gore, Physical Violence, Arachnophobia, Compulsion, Vague Descriptions Of Past Bullying, Child Death I staggered back up to the Royal Mile, which still had lights and people, and found a taxi to take me home. I never went in the attic. He was drinking on the sofa at the time, and he turned off the television as soon as I mentioned going into the darkroom. We would sell the stones to smiling young couples with colour in their hair. Our countries traded more over the last year - in fact, more than ever over the last year - nearly $700 billion. They seemed to sway, ever so slightly, as I watched, and I assumed that they, like me, were probably a little bit drunk. The result was unenlightening. No. Still, its not my fault were going to be eaten by worms. Sleeping with a fire extinguisher and a corkscrew. It just felt safer. I got cut off from Elias. I hear you recording statements and y-you just dismiss them. TMA transcripts in slightly-more-readable format. The memories are a blur. The one question they kept asking me over and over during the investigation into my father was whether I knew where the rest of the bodies were. He quickly got out of bed and started to get dressed. The worms are on the upper floor. I think Johns got a lighter somewhere. His face lit up, and he said hed convert the guest bedroom. There are weird things out there that are perfectly natural. My father still wasnt home, and I went into the living room to watch desperately out of the window, looking down the street for his return. Long Term Maintenance Agreement. He stood by the door, his face in his hands, wearing light grey overalls that were stained with a thick, black substance. I have that feeling, that instinct that squirms through your belly. Hes dead in there and hes covered in worms and thats it. Id been listening to music as I walked, when my iPod abruptly cut out. Right, right. When you were recording. And to top it all, I still dont know what happened to Gertrude. I mean, she, she couldnt she wouldnt just run so. The more you know about our enemy, the better. That love us in their way. You know what I mean. There are terrible things coming, things that, if we knew of them, would leave us weak and trembling, with shuddering terror at the knowledge that they are coming for all of us. That I can be fully consumed by what loves me. The song is loud and beautiful and I am so very afraid. But not as far as they shouldve gone. They always sing that song of flesh. Im absolutely delighted with your progress, and I believe you deserve some straight answers. Well, I wasnt having a heart attack, but I think I know what they mean. It was that that appalling sort of summer you only get in the middle of England, with all the joy of the season stripped away, leaving endless fields of dry soil and emptiness. As soon as I took out my phone, the figure disappeared. I went up to my room and lay in bed, trying to sleep. Whoever takes over from me is going to know exactly what happened. Gertrude Robinson was apparently not that archivist. I ran to the pylon, that ruined place that knew all of the numbers, and I fell to my knees and wept. Ive managed to secure the services of two researchers to assist me. I didnt have time to think about it as I ran into the back garden, and into a light that I did not expect. Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. Yeah! Webs have a song as well, of course, but it is not the song of the hive. But I never really paid it much attention, and I had my own grief to deal with. I wont recount the lurid details if youre interested you can look up Robert Montauk in the newspaper archive of any library. That summer seemed to drag on forever. Dont really see what all the fuss is about. Its not exactly glamorous. As he pulled on a shirt, he asked me where I had found it, and I told him, on the kitchen table. She wasnt in bed, of course. Im getting to that. [Considering] Dont really know. Tim?! Watching me scream and thrash and - (inhales again) He's all eyes. Theyre back. Im recording this in case . Mostly converted versions of the official transcripts; the rest have links to the source/transcriber. Ive heard about number stations; I know all about the Lincolnshire Poacher and the Russian Man; I know theyve all got perfectly normal explanations and real-world uses for espionage and that. It hates what you are and what you do. I dont know what to do. Lightwave Termination Multiplex Assembly. The fire service determined he had fallen asleep with a lit cigarette, due to the fact that he was found sitting in the remains of an armchair, with no sign he had made any attempt to escape. The thump came again, and I decided to go downstairs and see what it was. Deep beneath my skin, where the bone sits, enshrined in flesh, I feel it. I just thought John would appreciate as many supplementary recordings as possible. Manhunt, trial, prison, death. Statement of Julia Montauk, regarding the actions and motivations of her father, the serial killer Robert Montauk. I told myself it was to take care of him, but (heavy exhale) Id been there five years before I knew it, and in a lot of ways, the old man seemed more capable of dealing with the world than me. Six hospital staff were attempting to treat and sedate her, when many of the worms were violently expelled from her body. I dont know how long weve been down here. Nor did they match any of the photos the police showed me later. It wasnt the nest, Im sure of that. Tim was with me, and my leg slowed me down. Tim might be dead, and the others. It was just a collection of old and twisted metal bars, rising up into the half-collapsed power tower. I have tried to write it down, to put it into terms and words you could understand. Before I could react or move or scream, my fathers chant came to a crescendo and he plunged the dagger into the beating heart.
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