>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 02:14 AM PST ]
SUBJECT #092 / STATUS: SUBMERGED
LOC: 40°45'21"N 73°59'11"W - Restroom, underground club, NYC
So quiet... The heavy bass outside, along with those hypocritical toasts, are all blocked by this blue wall of water. I sprayed [Absolute Silence] on my carotid artery. In an instant, I felt like I had sunk twenty thousand leagues under the sea. They are still knocking on the door outside, but I am already gone. I possess the right to disappear at any moment. Do not come to rescue me; I have finally found my place on this ice field.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 04:30 AM PST ]
SUBJECT #017 / STATUS: EXHAUSTED
LOC: 35°39'10"N 139°43'50"E - Center of Shibuya Crossing, Tokyo
Too many people. Too many smells. It hurts to breathe. I tighten that choker with the deep blue gem, tighter still. Water pressure... I need water pressure. I don't need oxygen; I need physical isolation. As the heavy metal presses against my collarbone, I feel the thousands of people around me turn into transparent ghosts. I walk alone in the ocean currents of the deep sea. This noble indifference is addictive.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 05:45 AM PST ]
SUBJECT #044 / STATUS: TERMINATED
LOC: 51°30'26"N 0°07'39"W - Silt at the bottom of the River Thames, London
Cold. But very safe. Do not salvage. No light. Close your eyes, surrender your sense of direction. The deity holds my hand underwater.
>> [ SIGNAL INTERCEPTED: 07:00 AM PST ]
SUBJECT #110 / STATUS: PARANOID EUPHORIA
LOC: [ REDACTED - Signal blocked by barrier ]
I have built a defense line! This is an invisible wall of air! None of you can touch me. Auralia's perfume is my bulletproof vest; it's my physical isolation pod. Anyone attempting to approach me will be frozen to death by this extreme cold. Socializing is a terminal illness, and I am now the antibody! Hahahaha, step back! You've crossed the line! This air is private property!
