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Fragments of Forgotten Dreams

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Jan 19, 2025

The observatory loomed like a monolith against the night, its dome silhouetted under an unblinking moon as Ada ascended creaking stairs to her office on top floor—her sanctuary amidst celestial vastness. She was alone tonight; colleagues had fled earlier due to strange occurrences plaguing their remote outpost.

Ada's heels clicked rhythmically across cold linoleum, echoing through empty corridors lined with posters of galaxies far away and closer than they thought possible – a stark reminder that humanity is but an insignificant speck in cosmic expanse. Her office was bathed in soft glow from computer screens displaying real-time data feeds: stars twinkling like distant diamonds; planets orbiting unseen suns.

"Just another night, Ada," she muttered to herself as usual when solitude gnawed at her resolve.
Another lonely vigil under the watchful gaze of universe that couldn't care less about our petty human concerns.

She settled into worn leather chair and swiveled towards window overlooking vast emptiness. A shiver ran down spine; not from cold, but anticipation – or perhaps dread? Something felt... off tonight.

"Let's see what you've got for me," Ada whispered to the cosmos beyond glass pane.
Show yourself if there is something out here.

Her fingers danced over keyboard as she navigated through complex software interfaces. Graphs and charts flickered onto screens, plotting celestial bodies' movements with meticulous precision – until one line suddenly veered off course.

"Huh?" Ada leaned closer squinting at anomaly on screen.
What the...?

She cross-referenced data points against known variables: gravitational forces from nearby planets; solar flares affecting magnetic fields. Nothing explained sudden deviation of distant star's trajectory, nor its rapid acceleration towards something unseen beyond observable universe.

"Impossible," Ada breathed out slowly while staring at defying logic displayed before her eyes.
Stars don't just... move like that.

Ada picked up phone to call Dr. Lee – their resident astrophysicist and closest thing she had for a friend here—when static crackled through speaker, drowning words in white noise.

"Hello? David?" Ada tried again louder over interference but only received more garbled responses.
Damn it!

She slammed receiver down frustration boiling inside. Static persisted even after line went dead; then morphed into something else – a low hum resonating from depths of observatory itself, growing steadily in intensity.

Ada stood up abruptly knocking chair backwards onto floor with clatter that echoed through room.
What the hell is going on here?

She stepped out office door peering down dimly lit hallway towards source. Hum grew louder; pulsated against walls like heartbeat echoing from within building's very bones, resonating deep in chest cavity.

"Hello?" Ada called tentatively into darkness as if expecting response.
Whoever or whatever you are... show yourself.

No answer came except hum growing stronger still until it became almost unbearable. Then suddenly stopped altogether leaving behind eerie silence punctuated only by distant drip of water somewhere unseen below ground level.

Ada took deep breath steeling herself before proceeding cautiously down stairs leading to lower levels where strange occurrences had been reported earlier today – unexplained noises, equipment malfunctions...

Halfway descent she noticed something peculiar: shadows seemed darker than usual; stretched unnaturally across walls and ceiling as if trying desperately escape their confines. They writhed subtly under flickering fluorescent lights casting eerie dance of light upon cold concrete.

"Just my imagination," Ada muttered dismissively yet couldn't shake feeling unease creeping up spine.
It's just the power lines acting funny again... right?

She reached bottom landing and turned towards lab where colleagues had been working before fleeing. Door was slightly ajar; faint glow spilled out from within casting long ominous shadow across floor.

Ada pushed door open slowly revealing chaos inside: chairs toppled over, papers scattered everywhere – as if room itself erupted in violent fit of rage leaving behind devastation wrought by unseen force.
What happened here?

Her gaze fell upon Dr. Patel lying prone on ground amidst wreckage; body contorted at unnatural angles suggesting bones snapped like twigs under immense pressure.

"Rajiv!" Ada rushed forward dropping to knees beside him, checking pulse despite knowing it was futile – there could be no life left after such brutalizing trauma.
Oh god...

She looked up towards others huddled against far wall: Dr. Chen and two techs cowering together like frightened children clinging desperately onto each other for comfort amidst nightmare unfolding around them.

"What happened?" Ada asked softly, voice barely audible over pounding heart echo in ears but they heard her nonetheless.
"Something... came," whispered one of the technicians – young man named Tom whose eyes were wide with terror reflecting horrors witnessed here tonight. "It took him."

Ada glanced back at Rajiv's mangled corpse then scanned rest of lab searching for any sign intruder might still lurk within shadows cast by flickering lights.
"What did it look like?" she demanded urgently needing details to grasp magnitude threat facing them now.

"It... we don't know," stammered Dr. Chen, her voice trembling as much from fear and shock than cold permeating air around them all too well aware of what lay beyond observatory walls in endless night surrounding their isolated outpost.
"We just heard noise coming through vents – like something was moving inside pipes then suddenly Rajiv started screaming..."

Ada's eyes darted towards ventilation shafts crisscrossing ceiling above, imagining unseen creatures slithering silently within dark confines before bursting forth to wreak havoc upon unsuspecting prey.

"Where are the others?" she asked remembering there should've been more people here earlier.
"They left," Tom replied flatly. "After... after what happened with Rajiv."

Ada nodded grim understanding; colleagues had abandoned post leaving behind only those too terrified or stubborn to flee – herself included now realizing full extent of danger they faced.

"We need get out then call for help." Ada stood up brushing off knees before extending hand towards cowering group. "Come on, let's go!"

But none moved from their huddled position against wall; instead stared back at her with eyes filled equal parts fear and disbelief.
"You don't understand," Dr. Chen said finally breaking silence once more only to utter words chilling Ada core itself: "'It' is still here."

Ada hesitated briefly before turning around slowly scanning lab again, this time noticing something she hadn’t earlier – faint pulsating glow emanating from far corner where old storage room stood sealed off decades ago due structural instability.

"What the...?" She stepped closer squinting through gloom trying make out source of light when suddenly hum resumed resonated throughout entire building once more only now accompanied by low guttural growl echoing down halls like distant thunder warning storm approached rapidly.
Oh god no.

Ada backed away instinctively from eerie glow as realization dawned upon her: whatever lurked within observatory tonight wasn't some mere animal or even human intruder – it was something far more sinister, ancient and unfathomable beyond comprehension.

"Stay here," she ordered remaining three before grabbing flashlight off nearby desk then approached sealed door cautiously. Heart pounded wildly against ribcage; breath came in short gasps as adrenaline surged through veins preparing body for fight or flight response neither option seemed viable given circumstances.
What am I doing?

She reached out tentative hand towards rusted handle, fingers brushing cold metal when hum intensified suddenly accompanied by harsh screeching noise reminiscent nails dragged across chalkboard. Door shook violently on its hinges as if something massive slammed against other side demanding entry.

Ada stumbled backwards startled but managed retain grip flashlight pointed directly at barrier separating them from whatever lay beyond.
"Who are you?" she demanded voice barely audible over cacophony assaulting senses yet somehow heard amidst chaos – for hum stopped abruptly leaving behind only heavy breathing echo through room like monstrous beast panting eagerly awaiting chance pounce upon unsuspecting prey.

Silence stretched interminably before finally breaking when deep resonating growl rumbled from depths of storage chamber, vibrating floor beneath feet and sending shivers down spine.
"I am... Yog-Sothoth," came response booming through air around her like thunderclap striking close proximity yet somehow managing retain semblance human speech despite being clearly inhuman origin.

Ada's blood ran cold hearing name whispered among forbidden tomes locked away deep within restricted sections of world’s most prestigious libraries – tales told only by madmen and fools daring enough to delve into secrets best left undisturbed lest they awaken ancient horrors slumbering beneath surface reality.
This can't be happening...

"Yog-Sothoth," she repeated softly, voice barely above whisper as if speaking aloud might somehow summon forth entity claiming identity. "The All-in-One and One in All..."

"Yes." Voice echoed around her again sending chills racing up spine despite knowing it couldn’t possibly come from any direction simultaneously yet seemed to emanate everywhere at once filling entire room with oppressive presence impossible ignore.
"I am the key... I open doors that should remain closed."

Ada swallowed hard trying push down rising panic threatening overwhelm senses. She needed think clearly, act rationally – but how could one do either when faced against cosmic entity defying all laws nature and reason?
"What are you doing here?" she asked finally finding courage speak despite knowing answer might prove more terrifying than silence itself.

Laughter echoed through chamber sending shivers down spine; harsh grating sound like metal grinding on bone.
"I have been summoned," came reply after brief pause. "By those who would seek power beyond mortal comprehension."

Ada's mind raced trying process implications words held – someone had deliberately brought this thing into their world knowing full well consequences such actions might bring about yet still chose pursue selfish desires regardless cost others paid.

"Who?" she demanded sharply, anger momentarily overriding fear coursing through veins. "Tell me who summoned you!"

More laughter followed accompanied by sudden surge hum resonating throughout building once more growing louder until it felt as if very air vibrated around her threatening shatter eardrums.
"You cannot stop what has already begun," Yog-Sothoth declared dismissively before continuing in voice now laced with malice: "But perhaps you can help me... find them."

Ada hesitated uncertainly, heart pounding wildly against ribcage as realization dawned upon her – creature wanted something from HER specifically. Why else would it bother communicate rather than simply burst forth destroy everything standing between itself and desired goal?

"What do I have to offer?" she asked cautiously knowing full well answer might prove fatal yet unable resist chance learn more about entity claiming identity.

"Knowledge," came immediate response, no hesitation whatsoever suggesting Yog-Sothoth already anticipated question posed. "You possess knowledge valuable only few others share – access codes allowing entry restricted areas where secrets hidden away forgotten by most."

Ada's breath caught in throat realizing truth behind words spoken: she DID have such information stored within secure databases accessible via personal ID card carried always on person precisely for situations requiring quick retrieval sensitive data.

"I won't help you," Ada stated firmly despite knowing refusal might result dire consequences. "I'll never give up those codes."

Silence fell heavy around them once more broken only by distant rumble thunder echoing through night sky outside observatory walls.
"Very well then." Voice echoed coldly devoid emotion whatsoever leaving no doubt regarding fate awaited should she refuse comply with demands made.  "If that is your choice..."


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