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Project number: QM-1689
Project Level: Safe
Special containment measures: QM-1689 is located in the compartment ██ of the medium-sized item storage room of Area ██ and is currently restricted in use. QM-1689 is stored with the bag mouth closed and always facing up. Use is limited to Level 3 personnel, with the exception of Site Cooks.
Exploration to QM-1689-A requires approval from Level 4 personnel. All explorations must have a complete list of equipment and personnel. Enzymatic Compound 13 has been deployed to support the exploration of QM-1689-A.
A proposal to establish a mobile site within QM-1689-A is currently under review.
Description: QM-1689 is a burlap bag filled with potatoes. In its steady state, QM-1689 weighs 40-50 kg and contains about 200 common agricultural potatoes (Solanum tuberosum). QM-1689 is made with brown, coarse jute.
The interior of the QM-1689 is much larger than the exterior and is called the QM-1689-A. QM-1689-A is a huge other-dimensional space, its internal size has not yet been revealed (measured at least 10,000 square meters, I believe even larger), and completely filled with potatoes. The exploration of QM-1869-A is largely incomplete due to its highly heterodimensional nature; See Appendix-1, Discovery Record 1689-1 for more details.
When a portion of QM-1689-A is vacated, nearby potatoes undergo an abnormal form of growth characterized by growing a tumor and eventually splitting completely into a whole, independent potato. The rate of growth doubles in about two hours. The effect also applies to regular potatoes fed into QM-1689, as well as other edible tubers and tubers such as yam and sweet potatoes (although none of this happens automatically within QM-1689).
Addendum 1689-1: QM-1689 was recycled from Ksrin, a small village with a population of about 200 people in northern Siberia. An official Russian report dated June 2, 201, said that Kstrin had no contact with the outside world for 40 years and had no farmland around him. The report was intercepted and investigated by the Secret Service and found that the village had been using QM-1689 as its sole food source for over a century. As a result, the villagers suffered from severe calcium and iron deficiencies. No one in the villagers remembers how they got QM-1689, only that "it was from their fathers' generation" and that it was "a gift from hard work." QM-1689 was then sent to Area ██, its current location.
Addendum 1689-2: Currently, a fully equipped exploration of QM-1689-A has been conducted only once. Authorized personnel can refer to the mission log of Captain Cameron Wells:
Exploration Record 1689-I.
Opening Statement: Exploration Mission 1689-1 is scheduled for August 8, 201 by a team of 4 led by Team Captain Cameron Wells. The team was told for the second time about their new upcoming assignment. See Mission 1689-I Equipment Manifest for details.
Mission log, Captain Wells: 6 days before the mission
They told me today I'm going to lead Fredrick, Carlen, and Xander into a sack of potatoes.
All right.
Obviously they're bigger or it's a miniature dimension or it's a portal or something, leading to somewhere that's all potatoes. At this time, nothing surprised me.
Oh, and that's supposed to be an official record, so I should call them Agent Meryle, Ozols, and Petersons. But no one is going to watch this, so I don't have to.
Mission log, Captain Wells: 1 day before the mission
They gave us other equipment as well and let us get ready tomorrow. The plan is to enter at noon.
The lab made this cool liquid for us. This is some kind of acid or enzyme that dissolves potatoes into starchy paste. This becomes some kind of sewers, but then they harden somewhat, making it a nice tunnel wall. In fact, this thing works very quickly, and we have to put on skin protection so that it doesn't work on us. After attaching the spray nozzle, we can dig a way directly in the potatoes.
Mission Log, Captain Wells: On the day of the mission
Glad they cleared a small space on the other side of QM-1689, made of plywood. It was of course strange, climbing into a bag and coming out of a completely different room, but again, nothing surprised me. We didn't actually see any potatoes right away. When we open the digging door then yes, the wall of potatoes. Top, front, bottom are potatoes. We decided to dig a 2m x 2m tunnel straight ahead. The compass is useless here, but it's hard to get lost because we can find our way back through radio signals.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 1
Excavation is slow; We can clear about 30 meters in an hour. It sounds slow, but it's 120 cubic meters of potatoes, and if we work hard enough, we can clear a kilometer. And that's not that hard; We spray two and two dig up the starch paste. Every hundred meters we erect some support beams. Whoever invented this enzyme is an absolute genius.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 2
God I hate the smell of this thing. I actually love the smell of potatoes, but because of the enzymes, the place smells like vomit. I've had enough. Wipe.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 5
Today we accidentally dropped the enzyme to the ground, and then we found the concrete floor 1 meter down. The command was shocked; They probably discovered something other than potatoes for the first time. Handsome.
We decided to start working on the floor. It's not easy, but it's nice to have solid ground.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 8
Did you know that the word "spud" came about because you needed to dig a hole with "spade" to plant it? Carlen knows. Then she let us all know. Then she repeated the word "spud" all day we dug. Sigh (sigh).
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 9
It's enough to let the agents do this. Why didn't they send a D-class to do this?
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 11
Tomorrow we will be on our own. It was too inefficient to replenish us every few days, so the command provided us with two months of MRE (U.S. military rations) and enough enzymes to fit in a tank for that long. If we don't find anything after that, they say they'll give up. Apparently we still have radio contact.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 12
It was nice to just stay with the group. At night, it's almost like camping. Yes, camping in a weird, potato cave.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 16
Unexpectedly, something interesting happened. We found a wall today. It is made of the same material as the floor. Foundation, not starch. Concrete. It is 20 degrees perpendicular to our tunnel. The command let us go along, there will be no other interesting things anyway.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 19
After the concrete floor and walls, today Fredrick thinks and determines, concrete ceilings. It was always 3 meters above our head.
This means that we are in one building all the time. A huge building. If we could map it, we might find the exit and discover which world this potato hell is in.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 28
Xanders are talking horse-bell-potato! I'm a rub. I don't think I've heard him say it until now? For four weeks, surrounded by potatoes, he hadn't said the word until now. He was the first person I'd ever seen say that word by word.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 36
We have been walking along the wall for a long time. Xander doesn't think it will work, but Fredick wants to continue. The command listened to me, well... I don't want the month before to be meaningless. We have at least three kilometers to go.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 38
Today we decided to blow up a damn hole in the wall.
Carlen had explosives in his backpack (God knows why), so why not. This wall doesn't lead anywhere.
We all stand away and avoid the shock wave. It took a long time to clean up the mashed potatoes, but we managed to blow up a three-meter hole.
Guess what's on the other side.
Potato.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 39
We started digging through the blasted hole and finally found a difference outside. It was clearly outside: the ground was dirty and there was long-dead grass. This means not anywhere on Earth. I think this building is some kind of giant warehouse.
We kept hearing some kind of vague rumble after the explosives were detonated. Xander was suspicious of this, but so far, nothing had happened.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 43
How high are these potatoes piled up? If we're outside, there's no vertical headroom here. So this piled all the way to the atmosphere? Is the whole universe a potato?
It's strange to think that we were outside. It's no different than inside the building. It feels like we're underground, well, we do underground. Land made of potatoes.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 44
We found a real tree! A dead one, surrounded by potatoes, is nevertheless a tree growing on the ground. We had to be careful with it, because enzymes would devour it, and we dug it up. Its branches are strange, divided into perfect thirty degrees, but overall it looks ordinary. The lab had me collect a bark sample. It makes the reality of the "outside" come true completely. What the hell is this?
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 48
Xander was worried about the rumble we were hearing, so he went back and checked. It was found that our tunnel had collapsed for more than 100 meters.
The command does not know either. They said they started digging us out from the other side and I could decide whether to keep digging or not. Fredrick and Carlen wanted to continue, so we went ahead and listened to Xander complain. "I'm not signing up for this kind of breakdown." yes, leave him alone. The Secret Bureau recruits you without knowing that you will enter The Realm of Taters. It's not the kind of thing that will be written in your fine print, just in case.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 51
We continue to find more strange rags. Fredrick spotted the twisted bike and he was thrilled. I knew there must be humans here because of the building, but I didn't remember it until I saw the bike. Oh, God.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 55
Wipe. I'm such a bad luck captain.
Today there was another collapse. A huge collapse. We were almost crushed, but we finally found safe shelter under the branches.
This time we lost contact with the command. We can still receive blurry radio signals, but the static electricity is too severe to communicate. Obviously, I ordered the return, but we don't yet know how serious. It can take weeks to dig up.
Wipe. I should have returned a long time ago.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 62
Fredrick told us today that an Irish should be recruited. I told him he was scum. He laughed softly for a day about it today. What a scumbag.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 65
Our supplies are running out. Xander was terrified and said we were going to starve until I told him he was an idiot.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 67
We should have brought a damn spice pack. Carlen actually had cooking equipment in his backpack (God knows why), so we could cook potatoes in a variety of ways. But this is still potatoes. My taste buds started to strike.
It's just endless.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 68
It's hard to clear the tunnels we dug earlier. We dig directly into the bag and may hurry. Tomorrow I will tell the group to start digging new tunnels.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 69
Wipe.
We ran out of enzymes today. I didn't even think this could happen. We had a bunch of containers, and I didn't even notice a decrease in supplies. Wipe. Wipe rub.
Well, the good news is that we are back in the previous building. This means that we can dig our way out on our own, because there is a ceiling. With five meters from bottom to top, it's hard to imagine that we could dig a tunnel that is narrower than one meter and a half. It's going to be slow, but we'll get there.
The real digging problem is space. Where do we go to discard potatoes? The best way to do that is five meters behind us, so we're like a little bubble as we move around the building.
It's going to take a long time, but I don't actually know what we're running out of first. Food is everywhere. And in fact, there is plenty of moisture inside. Although oxygen is starting to become stale . I don't know how much (air) fills the gap between potatoes.
I don't even know how to boost morale. I told everyone that the command might have dug at the other end and would find us, but they were all upset. This was supposed to be a 65-day task at most.
Fredrick joked about the word "tuber." I don't remember exactly. It's stupid anyway.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 70
Maybe it's because we're dissolving them and something is happening that we didn't notice. Potatoes look disgusting. Those bumps above them begin to slowly twist and grow. It was just annoying, but that was the only food we had.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 71
I hate the smell of potatoes. I swallowed the vomit back, and all that remained was the smell. Wipe.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 72
Damn smaller. Our bubble space is smaller because of damn potatoes.
Our area doesn't have precise dimensions, or anything else. But Carlen was the first to mention it when we woke up, and then suddenly noticed by each of us. The entire area shrank by 10 cubic meters. I wiped it.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 73
I was highly focused today. Those disgusting bulges? They get bigger quickly. And when they are the size of a potato, they split apart. This is where all potatoes come from.
Our area is smaller today.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 74
Our space and time are running out. There is not enough space to work anymore; We bumped our elbows and arms as we dug.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 75
Xanders whined all day and shut up. I also hate the dark. We all hate the dark, and we all hate potatoes with brown and tasteless food, okay? Okay?
I can't yell at the team. I keep it all in my heart. I'm the captain. Captain Wells, Potato Commander. I hid my emotions together and vented them all in this damn log.
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 76
I can't breathe. I can't breathe and there is no place to dig anymore!
Mission Log: Captain Wells: Day 78
I felt like I was breathing in the lungs of someone who had exhaled, leaving only carbon dioxide. None of us can speak at work.
We're dead this week. Died from potatoes.
Conclusion: On November 3, 201, Mission Leader Wells and Agents Ozols, Meryle, and Petersons contact the Second Exploration Team. Although they suffered from oxygen deficiency and deteriorating mental state, all team members made a full recovery within three weeks. Captain Wells refused to write a post-mission summary.