C-TNT05 (Nov 7, 1988)
Puzzle
"USSR."
Knowledge | See: TNT04 | 1 Word
Clue
Hover over the clues if you require!
Clue 1: USSR... Mother Russia?
Clue 2: Which group is from Russia?
Answer and Explanation
Answer: Ozhogs
Explanation: The Ozhogs, or Freezerburn, is the Indigo Organisation based in Russia.
Summary of Receipt
Summary
Transcript
CAFE RECEIPT
RECEIPT NUMBER: TNT05
RECEIPT DATE: 11 7 1988
MANAGER TITLE: MON AMOUR
RECEIPT NOTES:
If there’s one thing the Indigos excel at, it’s underestimating what they don’t understand. And right now? They’re making moves that even I find nerve-wracking—and you know that’s no small feat. They’ve decided the Nameless Thing has lingered in the Flipside for too long, that it poses such a significant risk it needs “subduing.” As if it’s just another rogue agent and not a force older than the stars themselves. They’ve called in the “Ozhogs” from the USSR—no surprise there—and Division November, the experts in handling so-called “Eldritch” entities.
The operation started at dawn. Subtle, at first. Rows of field agents, neat and orderly, armed with gadgets, glyphs, and an unending supply of hubris. All of them ready to take on the Nameless Thing like it’s just another cryptid to be cataloged and caged. But there’s a reason I know so little about the Nameless Thing—it’s older than me. It existed before I did. And if I’ve learned anything in my long life, it’s this: don’t mess with your elders.
Of course the Nameless Thing knew what they were planning. How could it not? Its hum grew into a shrieking, wailing pitch, spreading mass amnesia and memory loss within a few hundred feet of the cellar where it’s made its lair. The Indigos are still down there, trying—desperately—to kill it if they can, or contain it if they can’t.
If they fail, we all pay the price. And if they succeed? They’ve either destroyed something older than the Universe itself… or they’ve placed it under their control. How, exactly, does that keep the balance in the slightest?
I—I don’t know what we should do. We could step in. I could step in. All it would take is a single touch to send the Nameless Thing back to the Morningstar. But that would cost me—a good deal of my most recent memories, at least. Or we let the Indigos try to bend the Universe to their whims. Again. They’ll probably succeed.
But at what cost?