Behind the mountain, up a hidden lift, the Agents found something that had no business being buried in a jungle a thousand miles from any coastline.

A ship, grown rather than built, its hull a ribbed, cephalopod-like dermis, cold and faintly alive to the touch.

Later study has tentatively classified it as an Octopus-class illithid vessel: a hull grown rather than forged, its tendrils doubling as both propulsion and armament, dart launchers concealed in the tips.

The exterior alone was enough to make clear this was no ordinary ruin.

What waited inside was worse.

Grimlocks at their heels, a guardian Child of the Eye and a living illithid, Skarr.

FILE NOTES

Deeper in, a voice speaking from somewhere within the ship’s own systems:

Reverse stasis initiated. Resuscitation stage five complete
it announced, partway through the Agents’ investigation.

STATUS: Filed under Locations. Contents partially catalogued, partially still moving. Access strongly discouraged without Dranathess-level clearance, which Section 18 does not currently hold.