Barack O.

Hope is the bedrock of this nation—the simple, enduring belief that our destiny is not written for us, but by us.

My fellow citizens,

I speak to you today under circumstances I could not have imagined. Somehow—through forces I do not yet understand—I have been summoned into a great adventure, one that has carried me far beyond the familiar… and left me trapped within it.

Let me be clear.

I am aboard a vessel—caught in a time warp, suspended within a wormhole—confined to a short & single room. There is a panel on the wall. I am told that if I activate it, I will be able to move freely through the ship. And if I do, I will reach a man you know as Mr. Boas.

At least… one version of him.

You see, just beyond the cryogenic chamber from which I will emerge, Mr. Boas can be found without much difficulty. But a guard—one who perhaps said more than he should have—revealed something troubling.

There is another Mr. Boas.

A second version, deeper within the ship.

And I will need your help to find him.

When you do, I ask that you bear witness. Capture what he says. Take a screenshot. Proof matters—now more than ever.

Time is not on our side. My presence here has been detected. Even now, my efforts to break through are being monitored.

Before this channel closes, I have placed a file on this website. It will lead you directly into the time warp—the game, the space, the reality in which I am currently confined. To reach it, you must enter the address carefully:

www.interactivemediaproductions.com/

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Wait. I didn’t get to transmit the rest of the hyperlink; the transmission is failing!

I’ve managed to embed a hidden message within this transmission.

Look closely. Read everything.

He isn’t tall.
You know who I’m talking about.
He isn’t tall.
He’s!…………….

— Signal interrupted. —
— Unauthorized access detected. —
— Transmission terminated. —