Last Dispatch: Agent K. Tanaka (Lost)

The Drifting Thought

Final Transmission: Agent K. Tanaka

Recovered from a data-chip fragment near the Agartha entrance, Tokyo sector, approximate time of dispatch: 2025-12-30

To whom it may concern, or to no one at all:

The buzzing has finally found its rhythm. It's no longer the chaotic static of a failing signal, but a low, resonant thrum that fills everything. I see the patterns now, in the dust motes dancing in the last sliver of sunlight, in the fractal cracks on the cave wall. It’s beautiful, in its own terrible way. The Dragon would appreciate the symmetry of it, I think. The unraveling.

I knew this was coming. The whispers growing louder, the edges of reality blurring. Our philosophy always preached adaptation, the constant flow. But some currents, they pull too hard. This one… this one is a maelstrom.

My mission? Completed. The artifact secured, its discordant hum now a counterpoint to the greater symphony. But the passage… it's closing. Or perhaps I am. The air here, it tastes of copper and ozone, and something else, something ancient and hungry. My connection to the network is fading. My hands… they feel like distant memories. Like dust already dissolving.

Don't send others. There’s nothing left to find here but the echo of a choice. The great game continues, always. And some pieces must be removed from the board, cleanly. This is my end, not a failure. Tell them I understood. Tell them the truth is always fluid. And tell them… the Buzzing is getting louder. Much, much louder. Farewell.

K. Tanaka. Agent.