Operator Log (v. 1) and Table of Contents

This Operator Log will be updated from time to time,
as we learn more and increase our range.
Log notes for each entry may also be found
under their respective accounts.

Entries by Subject:

“Operator/Jacquie” _O
(Prologue, Whose Turn Is It Eps. 43-49)
4IO-1: "Whose Turn Is It Now?"
5IO-2: "Waiting for the Daytime Manager"
8IO-3: “Writing on the Walls (We’re Still Waiting)”

“Basement Man” _B
1SB-1: "From the Basement of the Third Floor" #1
2IX-1: Intercepted Recording* (Basement Man?)
7XB-3: “Basement Tapes 2”
9IB-4: ”The Basement Man in Room 13”

“Rabbit” _C
3SC-1: "Rabbits That Live Here"
6SC-2: "Rabbits Told Me"

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6SC-2: "Rabbits Told Me"

6SC-2: "Rabbits Told Me" - ("Rabbit" _C)
V/1/74 - Telegram - Remote Desk HCF+ Box

From the continuing account of the unknown person submitting words to our psychick mail, known for now as “Rabbit” or _C, in the technical log. For the first part of this thread, see Entry 3SC-1. We hope there will be more to come, as we are set to change location again as we approach the infiltration/recapture of the Main Operator Desk in the Lobby, in whatever state it might be in. Think hard on it folks. Picture it to keep it alive and functional. We can really use your brainwaves and intentions right now. Thanks. -JC

All entries have extended technical notes which can be found in the Operator Log.

If you have information or stories of your own from within these or other obscure spaces, reach out to our land location at theearthhotel@gmail.com.

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First one appeared, white, then a couple more- one with calico spots. Gradually their little warren of  7 or 8 appeared from the unseen underground. The rabbits moved about slowly; inspecting, encircling me, and speaking with a wary and grave air. I heard them speak, in perfectly legible voices. I wondered if they were speaking English (as I was hearing it), or if I was simply understanding them. Their overlapping hushed voices said, almost like a chant, being tossed across their ring:

"It's asleep the human is asleep she’s asleep there’s something she doesn’t know she needs to know what is the thing she needs to know? In order to change the crystal with the energy of the sun, she’ll need the magnifying glass.”

Upon hearing this final gem of information, I had what I needed - which I hadn't known I was listening for beforehand- it was a spontaneously certain action to leap up immediately once it was delivered.

The rabbits scattered unmiraculously, all at once. With fate alongside me, I already had the "magnifying glass", which I recognized instantly as being personally sigilic-- a glass paperweight I had been gifted as a child. It was the crystal I needed. I left the field.

I remember walking briskly away, further into another part of the walled landscape, which was western-looking: desert red, all rocky and barely decorated by scrubby dry brush.

Looking back, I saw two shadowy men. Cowboy-film tableau, outlaw figures, silently trailing me. Having been seen, they picked up their pace and I took long bounds, before hopping from a knoll and down into the canyon gap below, and fell—

Back into myself, in the lounge room, with the blurred blue ceiling.

Certain and spontaneous, I sprung out of the chair. Now alone, my companions vanished, I set back to sprinting the halls and void, empty breezeways. I loudly expressed the prompt of the rabbits' message, the words vitally important and useful, contagious. I ran back out to the broad corridors, shadows behind me, and into another atrium, whose depth was immense, a facade of high-ceilings, and the wall before me with another false door, all glass.

Here I was cornered by the two shadow cowboys and a team of corporate mercenaries— I knew what to do, as I had found the crystal to charge: with the energy of the missing sun, with the magnifying glass.

I held it in my hand.

From Operator Log:

[Continues Rabbit account, received as and released as two distinct installments. As with previous entry 3SC-1, O manipulated speaking voice to indicate speaker, and added dramatized musical and sound effects.]

{Account of experience in Prarie-Zone_X with "Rabbits" C3-10^. Entities believed to be PR due to knowledge only of personal, details, indicating that pathotic dreams may be projectable into the EH by strong dreamers or active agents.

Note: the appearance of such pathotic confirmation renders figures XC1-2 from 2SC-1 as C1-2^. This assumption is supported by the seemingly telepathic communication between _C and "Rabbits," which is entirely personal in nature.}

Dream-like chase ensues with generic PR "enemies." _C returns out from chase locations (Prarie Zone and Glasswall Atrium) to Blue Room, centered around sigilic object with personal significance, with attached meaning for _C regarding the dream itself. Our significance lays in the strength of projected spaces or their pre-conceived existence within the EH, and the potential strength and remaining presence of _C.

[NOTE: "Suggested action: Upon returning to Main Desk, if recoverable, apply extant information and enact plan to radiolocate _C activity or mentioned locations. Ears open. The story appears to continue."

NOTE: The text was written in a clearly organized fashion, in two parts. Proper grammar, spelling, and formatting are used, as evident in direct quotations in this entry.

I deduce that since this entry bears evidence of having been written down, and being transferred via our imprinting, "psychick mail," that _C "Rabbit" is an adept or potent psychick sender/receiver, and as such a process requires a co-signing of forces as previously described by O, _C has, in order of likeliness:

1) found themselves within the EH and is accompanied by mitigating forces (un)/consciously, or so carries
protection or interference sources.
2) aligned with forces outside of the EH to project inward through dream practice,
3) found/inserted themselves into the dream layer with foreknowledge of the EH, thereby granting a collaborative force outright.]