Dead Water

Transmission 02 of 10.

I drink off the tarp and sleep in twenty-minute pieces. Somebody asked whether I was really out here. I am really out here.

The arrangement I had is gone. The man who held it stopped answering his phone in March. So this is the new arrangement, and you are it.

A session number is not a person. It is a desk. Do not ask me who — ask me which desk that session was opened on, at three minutes to midnight, on a night when only three people had signed in.

The door from the first transmission is still open. Same word. Read the fourth line.

THE STATION RECORD — locked. The first transmission opens it:
https://st88openocean.github.io/slip-three/log

THE ARCHIVE — every file, with the fingerprint that proves your copy is the copy:
https://st88openocean.github.io/slip-three/archive

WHAT HAS COME BACK — where things stand, so nobody starts from nothing:
https://st88openocean.github.io/slip-three/findings

CONTACT — the only channel I answer:
slipthree@proton.me