Message from Mike

Father. We arrived yesterday at The Artic Sea, and right after creating a perimeter, I was scratched by what looked like a siren. I remember reading something about this back at the Miskatonic University. I heard them outside my tent all night... Clak Clak... Clak Clak.

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