Hi everybody! Back again for the first story post of 2021 and a bit like the first story posts on this site, this one is a transcript story. It is Sci-Fi, sort of, but in no way involves space or war. Instead, it’s more a psychological thing. A lot of details are never explicitly given but instead inferred. It’s on the shorter side (for me) at about 7,000 words. So without further delay, here is Laurentian.
Data Recovery/ Audio Log Entry Three (3)/DSIL/Deep Sea Installation: Laurentian/Laurentian Abyss/Team Leader Log/April 15th/Parties Involved: One  – Omar Carmine, Two  – Doctor Danielle Hussein
 Log entry…Oh I don’t’ know, three maybe. This procedural shit is already getting on my nerves. First I had to make a log just to say we’d arrived. Then I had to provide an update on the status of the Dsil, and for what? I don’t know. I’m team lead and I don’t know. Doesn’t that tell you something?
There is a long pause. Then a loud defeated sigh followed by a shorter silence.
 Scrub that from the record. I’ll start again. Though God knows I don’t want to.
An inward breath can be heard on the audio recording but the previous opening seconds still stand.
 Omar Carmine, Research Team Lead for Deep Sea Installation: Laurentian. Entry three, as per my previous mandated check-in Dsil is fully operational and everyone is up to speed on their roles and requirements while down here. I will give a brief overview of crew, as it was not attached in either of my previous entries, and then hand-off to Doctor Hussein for the detailed overview of the science that will be undertaken while down here.
There is another pause, this one shorter than the first.
 Other than myself and Doctor Hussein, who is chief scientist down here, we have scientists Victor Flynn, Ronald King and Alex Tuck. My support members are: Brendan Smith, Calvin Fenn, Sergei Ivenko and Camilla Webb.
 That’s my report concluded. Everything else was given in my previous entries as per protocol.
Suddenly there is a beep, long and audible in the recording. It lasts for maybe twenty seconds before an answer comes.
 What is it Omar?
 Doctor Hussein, log entry three has been completed. According to procedure I am to hand you the reigns so that you can detail what is required by our paymasters.
 You could sound a little less cavalier seeing as this is a mandated procedure.
 I could Doc, but I won’t. And you wouldn’t too if you’d already had to give two of these things before this one.
 I did Omar. You aren’t the only one being dictated to. But it is for our benefit.
 You can believe that all you want Doc. I’m just here to facilitate you and your team the best I can.
 You don’t believe in what we’re doing?
 Doc, I don’t have the slightest clue what you and you’re colleagues will be doing down here and I don’t want to know. That’s beyond my remit.
 And not an ounce of curiosity?
 I learned long ago I stop being curious when I’m not paid to be.
 What a dry way to be.
 Not all of us are scientists, Doc. Some of us are just here to do a job and check a paycheck at the end of it.
 Me, nah. Just experienced in the art of keeping my nose out of where it doesn’t belong.
 I guess I should thank you for that.
 Whether you do or not has no affect on me. But to be honest, it’s been a long day and I want to hit the hay. So if you don’t mind, can you accept the incoming entry ownership command I’m sending?
 Oh, yes, of course, apologies. But your presence for the entry would not be interference. And you never know you might learn something.
 No Doc, I wouldn’t. Good night.
 Good night, Omar.
With the transfer of log ownership from Omar Carmine to Doctor Danielle Hussein complete, the secure link between them ends.