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\name{\cPRSoulless{}}

\bigquote{``I saw him on a sleepless night when I was walking
desperately to save my soul and my vision.''}{-- H.P. Lovecraft,
``He''}

\bigquote{``Never mix up with secret and ultimate horror, young man,
if you value your immortal soul.''}{-- H.P. Lovecraft, ``Medusa's
Coil''}


As a child, you were bright, inquisitive, and precocious.  You'd even
heard people use the word "genius" a few times when talking about
you. You tried not to let it get to your head, and you worked hard all
your life, encouraged by your supportive parents.  You were top of
your class all though secondary school, and your peers were convinced
that you would be the most successful out of all of them. You went on
to university and graduated with honours from Oxford. Not too long
afterwards, you were inducted into the \bLaundry{}, where you quickly
proved yourself competent. At first you worked in the Paranormal
Research division, but eventually you became a field agent. You
excelled in the field, even coping well with the beauracratic red tape
that plagues all government agencies.  You lived a charmed life, on a
straight path to a department head position.

Things have been\ldots different in the past few years, though. 
Everything went pear-shaped this one time you were in the U.S on a 
particularly dangerous mission.  You were in a coma for several months 
before you woke up in a hospital in America with only fuzzy memories 
of the mission and no idea of how you had gotten to the hospital. 
After that incident, it became harder and harder to find the 
motivation to do anything. You moved through life as if in a daze and 
couldn't find the energy to put into anything. Your apathy got you 
moved off of active duty and back to the Paranormal Research division 
of the \bLaundry{}. Since the move, you've done some of your own 
research on the side and figured out that the cause of your 
"condition" is that you've somehow lost your soul.

You've been getting more and more freaked out lately, especially now
that you know what's wrong, and it's becoming harder to care about
anything. You might get fired soon if things don't improve.  Even
worse, your memories from before the Incident are becoming hazy.  You
can remember facts, like the fact that you dated that girl Jane at
Oxford, but you can't remember any emotions or definite events, like
the first time you kissed her.  There's a chance the lack of soul
might also be affecting your sanity.

In the past few weeks, the haze that you've been living in since that
disastrous mission has lifted a bit and you've been feeling a bit
steadier. You think that this might mean that your soul is nearby, and
you've resolved to find it. Getting your soul back won't be easy
though - you don't know how it was stolen in the first place, and you
have no idea what state it will be in once you find it. All the recent
chaos on base - computers breaking and demons appearing in the shadows
- will only make things harder.

Now you've got two things to do: do your job and regain your soul -
all while maintaining the illusion that everything is fine.  If anyone
starts to suspect that something's wrong\ldots{} the best you could
hope for is ending up in a dead-end job at some backwater \bLaundry{}
posting.  The worst\ldots{} well, there've been stories about bodies
dumped in remote English moors when their usefulness has ended.


\begin{itemz}[Goals]
  \item Get your soul back.
  \item Assist \cDemon{} with the base's research projects.
  \item Convince \cLaundryCaptain{} not to fire you.
\end{itemz}

\begin{contacts}
  \contact{\cLaundryCaptain{}} The \cLaundryCaptain{\human} in charge of 
Dunwich.
  \contact{\cNegotiator{}} Second-in-command at Dunwich.
  \contact{\cDemon{}} The head of the Paranormal Research division of
the \bLaundry{}. Also, a demon with a human soul.
  \contact{\cFrosh{}} Member of the Paranormal Research division 
of the \bLaundry{}.
\end{contacts}

\starttag{mems}
  \memfold{Open if you see the item \iSoulMachine{\MYnumber}}{
   There's something\ldots shiny in there. It's pretty, and swirly, 
and\ldots wait a second! That's your soul! The bastard has your soul! 
Once you've got the box back, how can you regain your soul? Maybe the 
Head Paranormal Researcher knows.}

  \memfold{Open if you see badge \#\cBlackChamberLoyal{\MYnumber} or 
\cLiason{\MYnumber}}
    {Hey! The Black Chamber operates out of the United States\ldots 
that's where you were when you lost your soul on that mission you don't 
remember very well\ldots and stealing souls is the sketchy sort of thing 
that the Black Chamber would do. You'd better keep an eye on them.}

  \memfold{Open at T+1.5h}
    {You remember \cBlackChamberLoyal{\intro} now! 
\cBlackChamberLoyal{\They}'s the one that stole your soul! You can 
vaguely remember waking up really groggy in a hospital and sort of 
seeing \cBlackChamberLoyal{\their} face through blurred vision before 
passing out again. You would really like to get revenge for your stolen 
soul somehow\ldots but you have to be subtle.}

  \memfold{Open if approached by the character with badge number 
\cNegotiator{\MYnumber} about sanity.}
   {Permanently fixing someone's sanity is a hard job. You remember 
there being something about this in the Lovecraft Lab, under Project 
4162.}
\endtag

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