An Interview with Vera Thuul, Ritual Lead of the Hy-Brasil Retrieval
By Garnet Estrada
The Garnet Line — Restricted Access
The Cult of the Void does not meet in temples.
They meet in dead bandwidth, at least while in Sector 94.1A.
Vera Thuul chose a server sublevel beneath Sector 94.1A’s western data spine—three stories below fiber-optic arteries still twitching with corrupted signal. Above us, the city pulsed neon and denial. Below us, the air tasted like ozone and old prayers rendered in machine code.
Vera Thuul was barefoot.
She had not slept.
Estrada: You were contacted, directly, by Verigular Sprint
Vera Thuul: Yes. He asked us to retrieve an object.
He did not ask us to fix what followed.
Estrada: The Nokia 2110.
Vera Thuul: You say it like a joke. That artifact was a conduit, not a tool. It did not belong inside a living organism. Once it was ingested, it stopped obeying containment logic and began seeking attention. That is when he called us.
Estrada: Why the Cult of the Void?
Vera Thuul: Because we don’t block gods. We know how to stand adjacent to them.
Estrada: The Cult does not drink?
Vera Thuul: Never. Alcohol interferes with telepathic reception, predictive visions, and long-range conceptual echo. Intoxication introduces noise.
Our gods whisper.
If you are drunk, you hear yourself instead.
Estrada: You are sensitive to chronal disturbances and frequencies?
Vera Thuul: Yes.
Sector 94.1A is deaf to magic, but it is screaming in time.
Billions of micro-decisions. Continuous signal broadcasts. Bio-synthetic citizens oscillating between organic impulse and machine routine. Feedback loops stacked on feedback loops.
To someone like me, it feels like standing inside a room full of televisions all tuned to different futures.
Estrada: Walk me through the retrieval.
Vera Thuul: The goal was retrieval, not summoning.
The first verse of the incantation creates a corridor—thin, indirect, polite. Lost things drift back through it if they are not claimed.
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The second verse does something else.
It acknowledges the thing watching the corridor.
We never speak it unless the god has already noticed us.
Estrada: And yet you did.
(Vera Thuul closes her eyes.)
Vera Thuul: I whispered it.
Not aloud. Not intentionally.
The disturbance pushed the thought into my mouth.
Estrada: You’re saying the sector itself caused it?
Vera Thuul: No.
The conditions did.
Sector 94.1A is not spiritual. It is systemic. When the Nokia vanished, it left behind a hole in signal logic—magic, tech, probability, all of it misaligned.
I felt the pressure crest. The ritual wanted completion.
I supplied it.
Estrada: And Cthulhu responded.
Vera Thuul: “Responded” implies conversation.
This was recontextualization.
Estrada: The Black Plague?
Vera Thuul: Yes.
But not the medieval disease people imagine.
This Plague was adaptive.
Estrada: Sector 94.1A is one of the most technologically advanced regions on Eidos. Why didn’t it stop the spread?
Vera Thuul: Because the Plague did not respect the boundary between biological and synthetic life.
It corrupted:
- Bio-synthetic citizens
- Medical automation
- Diagnostic AIs
- Electrical infrastructure dependent on organic feedback
Machines began misreading bodies.
Bodies began misinterpreting signals.
People were sick before systems detected illness.
Estrada: Some believe the Plague’s behavior was influenced by whatever number Verigular dialed into the Nokia before it was eaten.
(A faint smile.)
Vera Thuul: Lightning remembers its paths.
If he encoded escalation into the artifact, the god didn’t invent the disease.
It amplified it.
Estrada: You’ve publicly taken responsibility.
Vera Thuul: I whispered the second verse.
That made me visible.
Visibility invites consequence.
If I hadn’t done it, the sector would still have been marked—just later, and less cleanly.
Estrada: You’re saying the curse was… mercy?
Vera Thuul: No.
I’m saying it was contained curiosity.
Gods don’t punish civilizations anymore.
They test compatibility.
Estrada: Do you regret it?
Vera Thuul: Regret is a luxury for sober worlds.
Sector 94.1A runs on stimulants, alcohol, data, and denial. It wasn’t prepared to be noticed.
Now it is.
Estrada: Final question. If the Cult does not drink, what do you do when the noise becomes unbearable?
Vera Thuul: We listen harder.
And sometimes…
we whisper things we shouldn’t.
Editor’s Note:
This interview was delayed due to infrastructure collapse, medical system corruption, and legal injunctions issued by Sol-Net Collective subsidiaries.
Vera Thuul has since been under complete lockdown on Ignis Caelum, as she has clearly become too powerful for the rest of the world.
Sector 94.1A has not fully recovered.