|An ARG created around the game Moons of Madness.|
|Creator||Alice & Smith|
On the 5th of October, A researcher discovered a Twitter post with the caption;
Start your journey in the abyss of horror....
with a link to the Cyrano Story site.
When researchers entered the first node, three, three-point symbols could be seen fading in an out.
When clicking the top-left symbol, an image of a female statue was shown.
Researchers discovered that it was the statue of Lely Venus which is a depiction of the Greek goddess Aphrodite.
Inputting the name
Aphrodite caused an audio to play of a female saying:
You are getting closer, and we are getting stronger
When clicking the bottom-right symbol, an image of some text appeared. The text read:
Then looking at him darkly Zeus, Who gathers the clouds spoke to him: "Do not sit beside me and whine, you double-faced liar. To me you are the most hateful of all gods who hold Olympus. Forever quarrelling is dear to your heart, wars and battles."
Researchers discovered that the text was an excerpt from Homer's Iliad, Specifically the section where Zeus speaks to Ares after the Battle of Troy.
Inputting The name
Ares cause the same audio to play.
When clicking the top-right symbol, and image of an astral body was shown.
researchers has discovered that the body was an image of the Mars 1 Moon, which
coincidentally bears the same name as Ares and Aphrodite's Son: Phobos.
Inputting the name
Phobos caused a new, six-point symbol to appear, and a deep male voice to say:
</pre>What is your fear?</pre>
Clicking the six-point symbol shows an image of a person's diary which reads:
I was there again. There is a pressure, a vilification. More like a growling hunger. An Echo in a vacuum that resonates only in my mind. As I was watching it, I could feel a stare. It was spying on me, surveying me, scrutinizing me. Taking not of my every move & every thought. In my sleeping & waking states... Always... A voice imprinted in my memory, but the words are faded, the meaning blanked. Was it my voice? All that I recall is the fear, the instinctive alarm constantly repeated: "Get out! Get out!" I was there again, as though the sleeping pills were just candy, absent of any medicinal purpose. They told me that I would be fine, that I would not dream any more ... And yet, I was there again, surrounded by the abyssal mist that gazed into my soul like I was its next prey ... EXHAUSTION IS CREEPING IN BUT I AM TOO ANXIOUS & SCARED TO ACCEPT THAT I HAVE TO GO TO SLEEP...
Typing the word
sleep caused the voice to speak again:
Are you alone?
yes (or anything confirmatory) caused the voice to reply again:
No. You are not.
After this, researchers gained the first transmission, which was Dr. Olivia Myson's Personal Log No.47
and an image of the first page of a redacted Non-Disclosure Agreement.
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