Incident Audio Log — Operation Silent Key
USAF Intelligence AgencyBlack Box Backup Data - Recovered by the Technical Division, but due to severe damage, most content has been permanently lost.
Operation Date: ⏹︎⏹︎⏹︎⏹︎-⏹︎⏹︎-⏹︎⏹︎ 02:30:32
Team: Temporary Air Squadron ⏹︎⏹︎ - Coyote
Personnel Records:
- Orion "Porcupine" Langston, Captain
- Evander "Solstice" Calloway, First Lieutenant
- Theron "Ace" Whitaker, First Lieutenant
- Dorian "Lynx" Marlowe, Second Lieutenant
- Leander "Tiger" Westlake, Second Lieutenant
02:31:20
Capt. Langston: Alright, boys, relax. Think of this as a quick and slightly thrilling long-haul trip.
1st Lt. Calloway: Yeah, yeah, and when you mess up, Porcupine’s spiky butt can jab some sense into your heads.
Capt. Langston: Screw you, Solstice. The Bering Strait’s right next door—don’t tempt me to toss you in as a drowning American.
1st Lt. Whitaker: Bro, everyone here’s American.
2d Lt. Westlake: If jumping into the ocean earned bonus pay, the sea would be full of floating corpses named Leander.
2d Lt. Marlowe: Tiger, what are you even rambling about? Stick to your football games—sharks can’t even bite through your high-protein body.
(Laughter from all members)
02:32:16
(Sudden static interference)
02:35:59
2d Lt. Westlake: Hey, Porcupine, Capt., something… strange seems to be happening?
Capt. Langston: If you mean those lights, I see them too, but nothing’s showing up on radar…
2d Lt. Westlake: I can’t see clearly—Is this normal?
1st Lt. Whitaker: Lynx, stay calm!
Capt. Langston: Tower, Tower, this is Coyote-1-Porcupine reporting unidentified lights ⏹︎⏹︎ kilometers out rapidly closing in on our position—
2d Lt. Marlowe: Lynx, gain altitude! Stop descending further!
2d Lt. Westlake: The controls are maxed out—why isn’t it—
Capt. Langston: Coyote-4 experiencing visual anomalies, possibly encountering unidentified interference. Immediate directives needed! Repeat, unidentified lights ⏹︎⏹︎ kilometers out rapidly closing in on our position, Coyote-4 experiencing visual anomalies, possibly encountering unidentified interference. Immediate directives needed!
Capt. Langston: Damn it, we’ve lost the signal!
Capt. Langston: Coyote Squadron, stay calm. From now on, we’re on our own until we reestablish contact with the tower. Priority one is assisting Lynx with an emergency landing on the water. Adapt as needed and stay safe.
All other members: Roger that.
(Prolonged static interference)
02:39:34
1st Lt. Calloway: Theron.
1st Lt. Whitaker: Evander?
(Background filled with Mayday and alarm signals)
1st Lt. Calloway:The sky has begun its whispers again.
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— Signal Lost —
Last Recorded Location: ⏹︎⏹︎ kilometers in the North Pacific Ocean.