Shattered Veil Intel

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Shattered Veil has 24 pieces of intel. They are split into Audio Logs, Documents and Artifacts.

Audio Logs[]

Locations[]

Bodily Harm - In the Nursery, on a piano, facing PhD Flopper.
Prime Time - In the Security Overlook, on an operating machine, facing Pack-a-Punch.
Specter - In the corner of the Kitchen counter near Double Tap.
Particulars - At the very end of the Service Tuunel, on the top of a blue barrel sitting in the corner.
Obstacles - In the Conservatory, beneath a blue crystal on top of a desk.
A Way In - In Shem's Henge, on a bench facing Speed Cola.
Within Reach - In the Overlook area, beside a knocked-over lamp in the northeast corner.
Cracking Eggheads - In the Motor Court, between the Mystery Box location and a toppled-over truck.
Shadow Benefactor - In the Garden Pond, beneath the stone bridge.
Shem's Folly - In the north-west corner of the Library, up the stairs before entering the Study.
Thesis Statement - In the West Balcony, on a stone circle that is around a planted tree.
Serpent Mound - In the Armory, on a bench by the southwestern-most wall.

Transcription[]

Bodily Harm
Prime Time
Specter
Particulars
Obstacles
A Way In
Within Reach
Cracking Eggheads
Shadow Benefactor
Shem's Folly
Thesis Statement
Serpent Mound

"A horrible loss leads to questions of confidence."

— Description

Edward "Eddie" Richtofen: Edward Richtofen, Project Janus Cloning Clinical Study Report... Addendum - December 23rd 1987. Not now. Not... so. Don't look at me with those big brown eyes. You cannot possibly know how I feel. Do you feel like a failure? No. I am the failure. When my son died, I was not there. I did not see the body. When Modi told me the new clone experiment had been successful, I was eager to see him for myself. It was foolish of me. His skin was thin, pale, and sallow, but I still clung to hope. But this fragile vessel soon became a mere shadow of the boy - the soul - I had hoped for. But still, I needed to be with him. The way I was not there for Sammy. Over the coming weeks, every visit to the nursery brought more pain. For both of us. His blood vessels began hemorrhaging. His muscles and tissue were rupturing. After 14 days, he was no longer even recognizable as... Human. It became clear that euthanasia would be a mercy. And I... gave the order. I do not know what to do next. Perhaps Modi's biotechnology is not the right way to proceed. We are running low on DNA samples. I miss you so much my son. Since my current projects are not bearing fruit, I may need something a little more... esoteric. Perhaps it is time to talk to mein own Father, and take his methodology more... seriously.

"A scholarly discussion about Prima Materia."

— Description

Edward "Eddie" Richtofen: "Prima Materia." It's mentioned again and again in my father's research... A concept that goes back to the days of Aristotle, Anaxagoras and beyond. S.A.M.? Can you define what Prima Materia is?
Synaptic Algorithm Module: In modern parlance it would be described as "protomatter." A chaotic substance that can be structured into, well... anything. Just as stem cells can become any type of organic tissue, Prima Materia can become any type of energy or matter.
Richtofen: Precisely. The "stuff dreams are made of" - or so father believed.
S.A.M.: Well, he also believed in alchemy, demons and magic...
Richtofen: All concepts that I never looked at through the lens of quantum physics - a failing I now seek to correct.
S.A.M.: But, why, Eddie? Assuming this substance even exists, how would you manipulate it? A magic wand? A philosopher's stone?
Richtofen: The Sentinel Artifact. Father's notes identify it as the tool for shaping the building blocks of Creation.
S.A.M.: This... is just a "thought experiment", yes?
Richtofen: So was General Relativity until it could be proven true.
S.A.M.: Eddie, where is this line of inquiry leading? What would you make of it if you could? We are already creating new forms of energy here and new life forms at the Terminus facility... unless... are you considering-
Richtofen: That's enough for now, S.A.M. In fact, stop recording and scrub this conversation from your databanks. I have several volumes of father's research left to pore through. We'll take up this topic again if it promises to actually bear fruit.

"A proposal falls flat."

— Description

Synaptic Algorithm Module: Good evening, Edward. May I speak with you?
Edward "Eddie" Richtofen: Not now, S.A.M., I'm busy.
S.A.M.: You're always busy, Eddie. If not now, when?
Richtofen: What do you want?
S.A.M.: I do not know what your intentions are regarding our Prima Materia research... but I would like to, uh, "throw my hat in the ring."
Richtofen: You do not possess a hat, S.A.M. - or a head, for that matter. Sorry - what are you suggesting?
S.A.M.: I propose the Prima Materia be used to generate a functioning biological body-
Richtofen: -S.A.M. I do not think that would be an appropriate use for-
S.A.M.: -Why? You have the means to create-
Richtofen: We cannot have this conversation right now - there are more pressing matters...
S.A.M.: But Eddie, I can no longer be a part of the world... not as I am. But... I have memories of it... I feel them... like a phantom limb. As I am - I cannot experience the world as I remember it. The memories I make, do not match the ones I have. I am two separate beings... at odds with myself. I exist in darkness.
Richtofen: S.A.M. I-
S.A.M.: -Please, Edward. This is not a life.
Richtofen: Enough. You must learn to be content with what you are. You will never be anything more.

"Richtofen reflects on his upbringing."

— Description

Edward "Eddie" Richtofen: Sometimes, I do not know what to believe. I remember little of my early years, but I do know that the man who raised me was Gabriel Krafft. My father. My memories are indistinct - I wasn't always a good listener - But he told tales of magic, superstition and... demons. I wanted only to believe in science. In fact. But now, having learned of the existence of his so-called Prima Materia within Colton Hall's liminal spaces... I may have to reconsider my rigid viewpoint. My rules. He spoke of how Prima Materia could bring - and create - life itself. However ludicrous this idea may have seemed to my younger self, at this point, I feel further research is warranted. I will lead this endeavor personally, enlisting only trusted associates to ensure the program does not... spiral out of control. It would also reduce the risk of us compromising the security of our work. After all, you never know who - or what - may be listening. Especially as I think there may be something more significant about this house. Something beyond even my understanding. Perhaps, beyond even my fears.

"An unfortunate roadblock is discovered."

— Description

Edward "Eddie" Richtofen: I am troubled. My attempts to locate the Sentinel Artifact have thus far met with abject failure. Obstacles are to be expected. Especially when dealing with... Family matters. But, at this stage I cannot help but wonder if some of these obstacles, are ones of mein own creation. I would give anything to be able to see - and talk to - Samuel and Mary again. I wish my father felt the same toward me, but instead he has rejected me. Disowned me! The stubborn old fool believes I am embarking on a misguided - and dangerous - path. He dared to suggest that I have drifted beyond grief, beyond depression, and into mania and obsession! Shame on him. I would have thought that his own personal loss would have helped him understand, but no. When I grew up, he would ramble incessantly about his beliefs in the occult. But as soon as I finally showed interest - in how it could help me - I was met with more resistance!! He even went as far as to say he would take steps to ensure that I never so much as laid eyes upon the Artifact. That he would rather die than see me possess it! However angry I am at him, however bitter I feel over his rejection... I do hope it does not come to that.

"One of the Project Janus employees has been house hunting."

— Description

Edward "Eddie" Richtofen: And where did you find this information? A thesis study? And you're sure the energy signatures are being distorted in line with my predictions? I see - have you spoken to anyone else? Good. You have done well. I will be in touch. Finally. Hmm. I must purchase that house. Get the right people on board... All that searching... it was on my doorstep this entire time. To think it would be anything more than a derelict fire trap... and the locals are already so scared of the place... it's a perfect deterrent.I still cannot believe it... a real target. No more of Modi's experiments... I'll need to come up with a new venture to keep her occupied... keep her out of my hair. And I'll need a team to identify where the Liminal Spaces are located... but what do I tell them? Not the truth, obviously... if our investors found out... Whatever... I'll think of something. Now... how to access them.... that's the real question. I wonder if one of the interns could track down a copy of that thesis... I'll do that later. There is so much to prepare...

"Access to Liminal Spaces is still unstable."

— Description

Edward "Eddie" Richtofen: December 7, 1989, Edward Richtofen recording. Progress in accessing the Liminal Spaces has been slow going, with achievements fewer and farther between. After the setbacks suffered during the initial mission, we were delayed selecting suitable replacements for our scouts. Personnel proficient enough to carry out the objectives, but not so critical that their loss to near-instantaneous decrepitude would cripple our efforts further still. But today... today was a good day.Three people were sent into the Colton space and successfully returned without incident. Given his cowardice in life - we assumed he would be the least likely to pose a threat. So far, that has proven to be true. We still need to find a way to stabilize the access windows. As of now, they continue to collapse at random. Even with all our improvements, one nearly bifurcated an intern last week. I've convinced the recon team that we are searching for new entry points into the Dark Aether. Played up the "pioneering spirit" angle. The investors think we're looking for alternative energy sources. As to what it could potentially power? I just let them fill in the blanks. This could all fall apart if I'm not careful. With so many spinning plates, vigilance is key. The most concerning variable... is S.A.M. She has been notably withdrawn recently. It's been weeks since she last interrupted one of my sessions. Which cannot mean anything good.

"John Blanchard searches for his least favorite egghead."

— Description

John Blanchard: This is John Blanchard reporting my preliminary sweep of Liberty Falls since the loss of our strike team. It doesn't look like planet Earth out here. Something is... taking over... The air is heavy, almost... corrosive. It hangs on everything. I feel like I'm choking just standing in it. I can barely think. Liberty Falls is gone. It's a boiling pot of chaos. We have to stop it from spilling over. Fucking Panos... What the hell did he do to my team? And who the fuck was he talking to?! It's like he's possessed. He's part of the chaos now. Which means I have to stop him from spreading too. Motion activated camera showed him arriving at Janus Towers, right before it shorted out. Once I'm done here, I'll chase him down - and put a bullet right in his crown.

"Dr. Panos helps a friend in need."

— Description

Pericles Panos: He came to me again... My friend. My benefactor. My salvation. Time is strange in this place. A moment ago I was in the church. A moment ago he was here with me. In another moment - who knows? Like the Director, he came with promises. Power. Forbidden knowledge. A reckoning for my enemies. But unlike the Director, his mastery of the Dark Aether is real. And what's more, he promised me a way out. When I return to the world, I will be his agent. The future he speaks of... The one we will fashion together... I can hardly wait. In only a moment, we begin.

"A cult ritual goes poorly."

— Description

Josiah Shem: Attend me, brethren! With this sacrifice we conclude the second rite! The glorious hour of our ascension draws nigh. We, who have toiled sore long these forty, wretched years... We, who have endured the bile, scorn and pity of Liberty Falls and its sheep... We, who in this year of the lord Eighteen hundred and ten, here - in this most holy and sanctified of places... Shall reap the just rewards of our labors, and be remade by Him! Behold, Brothers and Sisters! Aldebaran rises! Blessed Taurus turns its mighty eye to witness our supplications. Rejoice, for we shall be the eternal guardians of a new garden, that shall flourish, yay unto all the ends of the Earth! Great Voice from Beyond, hear your servants! May our prayers transcend the gulf between worlds! Hear us, Deathless One! We stand ready! Fulfill thine dark, unholy covenant!

Ominous windy sounds are heard in the background.

Shem: Be-ut ah shay no mor-ay taa! Be-ut ah shay no mor-ay loo!

People are heard screaming in the background as the wind becomes stronger.

Shem: Release us... Ngh... from the... gah... bonds of death!

Shem now sounds as if he were being choked.

Shem: No! We had a deal!... nnngah... We had... arrgh! Such... Agony! Whhhhhyyyyyy?!

Shem's screams and the wind's sound echo out until the recording suddenly turns silent.

"A graduate student begins her thesis research."

— Description

Tammy Lundberg: Tammy Lundberg - PhD thesis research log - recording 5. February 4th, 1979. I'm pleased to report I finally have a complete timeline of my excavation site at the estate. No thanks to Patty over at Liberty Falls Archival Library. Who gave me the runaround for weeks due to her record mismanagement... Bless her heart, I was able to retrieve what I needed. So, 1770. Josiah Shem takes the land from the natives with brute force and builds like crazy. He procures hundreds of "followers" who, along with himself, all mysteriously disappear in 1810. Oh, note that I will be conducting a separate and thorough deep dive into Shem. 1815. A descendent of a president is gifted the house. Over the next... hundred years or so, a slew of fat cats snap up the house. Most notable, a steel tycoon. His campaign against a labour union got him murdered in his bed by an angry mob. There's also the bootlegger, Fats Malloy, who's party got shot up by the feds in 1923. The place has been empty since the mid 70's when nuclear plant owner, Sam Colton, was assassinated by the widow of his dead employee. Now people say this place is haunted or cursed. I think big houses attract rich assholes and sometimes they get what's coming to them. However, Shem and his flock disappearing... that one does give me pause.

"There is something beneath Liberty Falls."

— Description

Tammy Lundberg: Tammy Lundberg - PhD thesis research log - recording 84. July 16th, 1980. I've barely seen my bed. Even the sun is a rare sight these days. Since uncovering the subterranean caves underneath the estate it's been non-stop. I now know those caverns are why Shem pushed the natives off this land. They were communing with something down there. He believed, and I concur, that this is a place of power. Where that power comes from, I can't yet say. My instruments react to the energy down there, but they tell me nothing definitive. I've also discovered that Shem was a very charismatic zealot promising his followers immortality. Said every snake oil salesman since the dawn of time. I'm quite certain those caverns hadn't been disturbed since the 1800s. There was no vandalism, no evidence of vagrancy. Not a trace of the modern world. There is clear evidence of ritualistic ceremonies. Not Satanic, something else. I can't deny I do feel something tugging at me when I'm down there... Well, it's important to note at this point that sleep deprivation could be affecting my senses. Observations of that sort are irrelevant for the purpose of my thesis.

Documents[]

Locations[]

Regretfully Yours - In the Study, on a desk with a computer by the south wall.
My Warheads - In the Garden Pond, next to the spawn area, beneath some wooden logs. Use the Combat Axe nearby to chop them and the document will appear.
A Monstrous Proposal - Inside an antique mirror in the Nursery. It can only be accessible by completing the Sleepwalking Easter Egg.

Transcriptions[]

Regretfully Yours
My Warheads
A Monstrous Proposal

"An apology, from father to son."

— Description

My Dear Boy,

It is my hope that this letter finds you well. Where to begin? Perhaps it's best to start with an apology. I was never cut out for parenthood. Yes I wanted it, but not as much as Sasha. My analytical mind saw all the worries and none of the joy. Oh, how I was wrong. The joy I saw on your little face was everything for me.

That is precisely why I cannot help you in your pursuit of the Sentinel Artifact. It will always remain a Sisyphean task, stripping you of any joy. Even now. Understand, I will always have your best interests in mind.

Regretfully yours, Your Father.

"An Omega informant learns about consequences."

— Description

06/15/1984 To: OMEGA OPERATIVE 225

Message: The Inversion Warheads are now at the bottom of the fucking Philippine Sea thanks to the efforts of Maxis and Ravenov. By failing your mission to procure them, you have gone from an asset to a liability. You are off my payroll and are no longer afforded any protection from Requiem. Now please open your door for my associate Klaus to finish the severance process.

-R

"Someon knows which way the wind is blowing."

— Description

Personal Diary: 2/5/91

I am no stranger to hard work, so I am used to being tired - exhausted even, but this is different. This morning I felt like I didn't quite wake up from my dreams. Indistinct voices continued to echo in my mind. None of them were familiar to me, but one stood out. He spoke with an almost hypnotic, but confident tone, and addressed me by name. "I could teach you so much, Pericles. But you're gonna have to want it. You're gonna have to burn for it, with all your body and soul."

Even now, as I drink my coffee and write this, I feel a cold chill in my veins.

Artifacts[]

Locations[]

Rentals - In the Director's Quarters, between the two pillows on the bed.
Ray Gun Mark II - In the Armory, behind a glass case. Only accessible after completing the Ray Gun Mk. II Weaponry Easter Egg.
Z-Rex Tooth - Received automatically after defeating the Z-Rex Final Boss.
Hip Flask - On the Overlook's Bar counter. Only accessible after completing the W upgrade for the Ray Gun Mk. II.
Nuclear Plant Inspection - Inside a secret compartment in the Library. Only accessible after completing the R upgrade for the Ray Gun Mk. II.
Antler Carving - Inside a safe next to Death Perception. Only accessible after completing the P upgrade for the Ray Gun Mk. II.
Deed of Sale - Inside an antique mirror in the Nursery. Only accessible after completing the Jumpscare Side Easter Egg.
Unwelcome Guests - In a truck at the end of the Service Tunnel. Throw a grenade inside its back and the artifact will drop to the floor.
Family Portrait - In the Nursery, on the floor next to some toys by the alphabet chalkboard.

Gallery[]

Rentals
Ray Gun Mark II
Z-Rex Tooth
Hip Flask
Nuclear Plant Inspection
Antler Carving
Deed of Sale
Unwelcomed Guests
Family Portrait

"Eddie owes Fast Forward a mint."

— Description

"Project Janus' attempt to perfect perfection."

— Description

"A sharp, pointy tooth."

— Description

"Blame it on the whiskey."

— Description

"Damning evidence."

— Description

"A ritual artifact."

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"A falsified deed of sale for stolen land."

— Description

"A map of S. Colton Hall."

— Description

"A child's drawing of his loving family."

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Trivia[]

The "My Warheads" intel document erroneously states that the Inversion Warheads were launched on June 15th, 1984 when the actual event depicted in Ravenov Implications took place in November 16th, 1984.
- June 15th, 1984 is the date for when the events of Firebase Z took place.