Ny’golath

ENCOUNTER REPORT – CPL. ███████, 4/IX SIGNALS

“We were setting cable lines. Dense fog, thicker than breath. Heard whistling, but the kind that comes from under the skin. Something was wearing the uniform of a Captain, Sir, but— the face wasn’t there. Just medals pinned to fog.”

FIELD LOG (RETRIEVED FROM ███████ JOURNAL, FOUND BURNT AT EDGES)

0730: Black birds spiraling downwards in silence.

0815: No artillery heard but ground trembled all the same.

0840: Sgt. ████ claimed time had “stepped off the rails.”

0852: Opened ration tin. Found written inside: "IT SEES"

SUBJECT: PHENOMENON OBSERVED NEAR █████████████ “WHISPER TRENCH” – CODENAME: █████████ (“THE UNSEEN OFFICER”)
TO: ███████ HQ, █████ STAGING POST FROM: LT. COL. ██ ██████████, INTELLIGENCE OFFICER, UNIT ████
EXCERPT – FIELD CHAPLAIN’S DIARY (PAGES SCORCHED █████ ██ █████)

“Third soldier this week confessed to dreaming of an officer whose insignia formed a spiral. When asked what rank, each responded: ‘He outranks memory.’ I offered absolution. The air cracked. I don’t believe in God anymore, but I pray just to occupy my hands.”

INTERCEPTED COMMUNIQUE (ORIGIN UNKNOWN, BEARING NO KNOWN █████████)

TO: ███████ ████ ███ ████████
“The war is not yours. You are skirmishes upon a greater front. The trenches you dig mirror his limbs.
STOP BUILDING THOUGHTS.
It hears. ”

[NOTE: Intercepted via telegraph at 0317 HOURS. Operators reported “itching behind the eyes” and are currently under observation.]


CASUALTY REPORT – REDACTED VERSION
Pvt. ██████
████████████
MIA (UNSEEN)
Last seen saluting empty air

Sgt. ████
████████
“HOLLOWED”
Body intact, mind vacant

Lt. ███████
████████
Deceased
Blood wrote ██████ on █████


FIELD NOTE (SCRIBBLED IN MARGIN OF TRENCH MAP ███)

“The barbed wire moved. It spelled my name.
I stepped on no mine. I stepped on a memory and it exploded.”

INSTRUCTION TO TROOPS – POSTED ORDER, ████ DIV. HQ

WARNING TO ALL MEN Any unknown officer not listed in your unit manifest is to be ignored.
Do not salute.
Do not speak.
Do not listen longer than three seconds.
If approached, speak this phrase:

“Your command is not recognised in this theatre.”
Then retreat without turning your back.

[FINAL ADDITION – HANDWRITTEN IN BLOOD, IDENTITY UNKNOWN]

“There was never a war. The trenches are █████. The shells are █████████ ████. And he marches without feet, dreaming of uniforms.”

Divine Classification

████████

Current Status

Quiescent

Realm

Realm 11: World War Lovecraft

Church/Cult

Cult of Ny’golath

Age

ECHO.

Date of Birth

Death

Date of Death

Birth

Eyes

JUBILEE.

Height

NOMAD.