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Opening Monologue – “Dark Crimes: The Tiberius Leak” by Dean Marlowe (voiceover)
[CRACKLING AUDIO – STATIC, A BRIEF HIGH-PITCHED WHINE]
“This segment was never meant to air. Not like this.
The footage you’re about to see is the uncut version of an investigation we recently conducted for the Department of Defense. Officially, it was scheduled to broadcast last week as part of our Dark Crimes: America series.
Our special investigations team was granted rare access to a site many believed was nothing more than an urban myth—a place so secret, the Pentagon publicly disavowed its existence for over a decade.
But this... dear viewer... isn’t what they wanted you to see.
The original program was heavily redacted. Entire segments were cut. But someone from our team—we still don’t know who—quietly mirrored the complete and unedited footage to an off-site server.
They believed the truth shouldn’t be hidden from the public.
And I agree.
But before we begin, I have to issue a warning.
What follows contains scenes of physical, mental, and psychological trauma. It depicts high-stress environments tied to active military operations.
It is not suitable for children. Viewer discretion is strongly advised.”
***
Segment 1 – “The Leak Begins”
“It started as a conspiracy thread on 4chan.
A user posted about a blacked-out area on Google Maps—somewhere in the Gulf of Mexico, off the southwest coast of Florida.
Debunkers followed. Then came the thrill-seekers—people who tried reaching the location by boat, only to be turned back or detained by the Coast Guard.
After that: Congressional inquiries. FOIA requests.
Rumors persisted for years: a hidden island. A floating barge. Something was out there—and the U.S. military was actively protecting it.
Then it happened. Someone uploaded grainy footage from a personal aerial drone.
The video went viral—over twenty million views in less than twenty-four hours.
Faced with public pressure, the Pentagon finally acknowledged what many already suspected.
They had built something out there. Something massive. Something expensive.
But just how massive? How expensive?
Well, dear viewer...
I can finally lift the veil.”
***
Segment 2 – Arrival at Joint Base Tiberius
[FADE IN – AERIAL DRONE FOOTAGE]
Gray ocean stretches to the horizon. Fog rolls low across the waves. Then—emerging from the mist—a structure appears: multi-tiered metal towers, landing pads, and long causeways, latticed across the water like a web of steel.
[DEAN MARLOWE – VOICEOVER]
“It rises out of the Gulf like something half-submerged in a dream.
The official name is Joint Base Tiberius—designated a deep-sea military training facility operated jointly by the Navy, Air Force, and Space Force, with limited foreign presence.
Unofficially? It’s been a ghost on satellite feeds since 2007. Labeled a ‘climate research zone,’ locked behind a twelve-mile exclusion radius.”
“We were granted access after six months of negotiation. One camera team. Four hours. And a list of questions we were told not to ask.”
[CUT TO – HELIPAD LANDING]
The camera shudders as an Osprey sets down. Dean and his crew disembark, greeted by two uniformed Navy personnel.
[DEAN – ON CAMERA]
“We were met by two representatives from the United States Navy. Our escorts for the day.
No rank visible. No name tags.”
[Dean shakes hands. One smiles. The other doesn’t speak.]
“They told us the air here is ‘filtered twice and scrubbed once.’
I asked if that was for the humidity.
Neither of them laughed.”
[B-ROLL – TOUR BEGINS]
Footage of logistics platforms. Crates loaded by crane. SEALs in light gear running drills. Forklifts moving strange, silver containers stamped with: RADIANT MATERIAL – HANDLE WITH CARE.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“What they let us film was routine. Meals in the mess hall. Cargo transfer. Physical training.
Every door had a clearance code. Every hallway had cameras.”
“The place felt like an oil rig and a skyscraper had a baby—then threw it out to sea.”
[CLIP – INSIDE THE MEDICAL BAY]
A low-ranking corpsman jokes to the camera.
[CORPSMAN:]
“We get Space Force guys here too. They’re weird, man. Floaters. We call ’em floaters.”
[DEAN:]
“What’s a floater?”
[CORPSMAN:]
“Fringe program. Long-term zero-G exposure… You know, space stuff.”
[DEAN:]
“Zero-G? How—?”
[ABRUPT CUT]
[VOICEOVER:]
“This exchange wasn’t approved for broadcast.
The corpsman was reprimanded as we left the wing.”
[COMMAND DECK – CENTRAL COLUMN - LEVEL 23]
Camera pans over blinking consoles, sonar readouts, wall-mounted monitors. One flickers—then briefly displays a red message before going dark. The lens lingers.
A door opens in the wall where no seam had been visible.
From inside, a civilian steps out—startled to see the camera.
She tucks a security badge into her chest pocket.
One of the escorts moves smoothly into frame, blocking the lens with a practiced smile.
[ESCORT:]
“Let’s move on.”
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“That elevator wasn’t on any map or schematic.
That badge… we enhanced the footage later.
It didn’t say NAVY. Or ARMY. Or anything else you’d expect.
It said: PHOENIX.”
[CAMERA CUTS TO OUTSIDE PLATFORM – WIND RISES]
Dean stands, jacket zipped to the neck, wind buffeting his voice.
[DEAN – TO CAMERA:]
“We’ve seen the surface. Clean. Clinical. Impressive.
But beneath these towers... is where the real story begins.”
[CUT TO BLACK]
"At sea level, everything at least pretends to make sense.
But below the surface, sense appears to be optional."
— Dean Marlowe, field notes (unpublished)
***
Segment 3 – Descent into the Deep: The Moon Pool and Beyond
[FADE IN – HATCH OPENING]
A circular airlock unlatches with a hiss. The camera peers into a narrow corridor lit only by dim red emergency lights. Not due to an alert—this is just how it's always lit.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“They told us we’d be allowed to see the moon pool. Just the outer ring.
They called it the heart of the station. I think they meant that literally.”
[DESCENDING STAIRCASE – INTERIOR FOOTAGE]
The crew descends steep metal stairs. Condensation beads along the walls. Every footfall echoes far too long—like the sound isn’t returning from where it should.
One of the escorts pauses mid-step, touching his earpiece. His expression tightens.
[ESCORT:]
“…Acknowledged.”
He says nothing more, keeps walking.
[MOON POOL CHAMBER – WIDE SHOT]
A vast circular room. Steam coils from a central aperture in the floor—an open portal to the sea below. The camera zooms in.
The water isn’t still.
It pulses. Breathes.
Ripples emerge in rhythmic bursts, like something deep below is moving in time with a sound just below human hearing.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“We weren’t supposed to film for long.
We did anyway.”
[ON-CAMERA INTERVIEW – NAVY OFFICER]
Late 40s. Impassive. Practiced.
[OFFICER:]
“This chamber facilitates submersible deployment, resource transfer, thermal exchange, and emergency ingress and egress. All standard operating procedure.”
[DEAN:]
“What’s down there?”
[OFFICER (pause):]
“The bottom. We’re four hundred feet beneath the surface.
There’s another hundred feet of water under us—then the continental shelf.”
[He points.]
“A hundred feet that way is what we call the Ledge. Think of it like the rim of the Grand Canyon—except this canyon drops two miles, straight down.”
[DEAN:]
“No, I mean... what’s down there?”
[OFFICER:]
“Cold. Pressure. And things we don’t talk about without clearance.”
[GLITCHED CAMERA FEED – UNSTABLE VIDEO]
Static crawls across the frame. For a few seconds—something: a shape, wrong and angular, drifts through view below the waterline.
Fractal-like. Almost architectural. Then it vanishes.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“We didn’t see it in real-time. Only in playback.”
“Our field editor enhanced the frames.
What we saw looked like a rotating cylinder—made of fractal geometry.”
“It wasn’t natural. And it wasn’t ours.”
[AUDIO INTERJECTION – OFF-SCHEDULE CLIP]
Two voices, captured incidentally by a hot mic.
[VOICE 1 – HUSHED:]
“It pinged back. Same frequency.”
[VOICE 2:]
“Shut it down. No—ours, you fuck. I want full isolation. Don’t make it angry.”
[END CLIP]
“They trained us to fight in darkness.
But there are levels of dark. Out there is a deep dark…
and you don’t want any part of that.”
— Unidentified airman, redacted interview
***
Segment 4 – Infiltration Drill & SERE School: Shadows in the Water
[NIGHT VISION FOOTAGE – SEAL TEAM INFILTRATION DRILL]
Helmet cam. Dark water. Black shapes move with silent precision—frogmen slipping into the moon pool, breaching narrow corridors, surfacing into echoing maintenance shafts.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“They called it a standard infiltration exercise.
Tier One teams practicing submerged ingress through the lower decks.”
“What struck me wasn’t the precision—there was plenty of that.
It was the tone. The way their eyes scanned the dark.
Like they expected something that wasn’t on the mission brief.”
[INTERVIEW – NAVY DIVER, FACE IN SHADOW]
[DIVER:]
“I’ve been doing black water ops for twelve years.
This place... doesn’t feel right. There’s something in the water that doesn’t move right.”
[SECOND DIVER:]
“It’s not fish. Not gear. The shallows are fine. But once you pass the Ledge... it’s like the pressure’s not just physical. Like it’s watching you.”
[FIRST DIVER:]
“I’m not saying it’s supernatural. I’m not that guy.”
[SECOND DIVER:]
“Yeah you are.”
[FIRST DIVER:]
“Shut the fuck up.
All I know is—whatever’s down there doesn’t want to be seen. But it sees you.”
[CUTAWAY – MOON POOL, POST-DRILL]
Divers emerging. One pauses on the ladder. Head turns sharply. He stares into the pool for a beat too long. No one else reacts.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“One SEAL, off-camera, told us he saw a mirror in the water.
When we asked what he meant, he just said:
‘You ever see yourself move before you do?’”
[DAYLIGHT SEGMENT – AIR FORCE SERE SCHOOL TRAINING]
Footage shifts to bright sun, open sea. Recruits splash ashore, building crude shelters, signaling with cracked beacons. Instructors shout over wind and surf.
[DEAN – ON CAMERA:]
“Tiberius also houses a sea-based SERE program—survival, evasion, resistance, escape.
It’s harsh. Realistic. Designed to simulate maritime disaster conditions.”
[INTERVIEW – SERE TRAINEE, FACE REDACTED]
[TRAINEE:]
“They told us we might hallucinate. Hunger, cold shock, isolation… I expected that.
But I saw lights underwater. Moving, weaving, in patterns. Not like a sub. Not like anything I’ve seen.”
[He hesitates.]
“And there was a voice. A woman’s. Talking to me. But there was no one there.”
[Long pause.]
“Forget I said that.
They told me I imagined it.
But I didn’t imagine the nosebleeds.”
[CLIP – SERE INSTRUCTOR LOOKING UNCOMFORTABLE]
[INSTRUCTOR:]
“That’s not part of the program.
No comment.”
[RETURN TO MOON POOL – CAMERA LINGERS ON GLOW]
The water shimmers. For a moment, a faint multicolored glow appears below the surface. It flickers and vanishes.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“No one called it supernatural. But no one called it normal either.”
“They just said:
‘Don’t stare too long.
And don’t ever go alone.
People have a habit of going missing around here.’”
[VIDEO STATIC – 3 SECONDS OF DEAD AIR]
***
Segment 5 – Forbidden Research & The Incident
[CAMERA – LOWER DECK WALKTHROUGH]
Footage pans through shadowed corridors. Signs on doors read: AUTHORIZED PERSONNEL ONLY and RESTRICTED – CLASSIFIED TESTING. Power conduits snake along the ceilings.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“They told us no classified programs would be active during our visit.
They lied.”
“Entire wings were supposedly shut down—but we saw lights. Movement. And a door colder than anything else on the level.”
“It had frost on the outside.”
[PASSING DIALOGUE – OFF CAMERA]
A technician whispers: “Cryoarchive.”
[INTERVIEW – NAVAL ENGINEER, SWEATING, EYES DARTING]
[ENGINEER 1:]
“You didn’t hear this from me, okay?
Yes, that wing’s still active.
No… I can’t talk about anything south of Sector D. Don’t even try it.”
[ENGINEER 2:]
“I’ll say this: geothermal isn’t the only thing we’re pulling from the trench.”
[ENGINEER 1:]
“There’s something else down there. It’s reactive.
Like a hum you can’t hear—you feel it in your bones.
And once you notice it... it doesn’t stop.”
[B-ROLL – CORE CHAMBER]
A circular room, wide as a football field. Centered around a massive reactor core pulsing with a dim blue glow. The lights flicker.
Low-frequency thrum distorts the mic audio.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“One technician called it a liquid metal Tokamak.
Another laughed like it was a joke.
But no one denied it.”
[CLIP – ISOLATION SUITS, SPECIAL CARGO MOVEMENT]
Personnel in suits move sealed crates through a hatch marked with a blue circle logo and a triskelion emblem.
The footage is lower quality—watermarked. Possibly internal surveillance footage, not meant to be shared.
[UNKNOWN VOICE – OFF CAMERA]
“This isn’t for the reactor.
This is interface material.”
“Don’t stare at it. It can damage your eyes.”
***
[ZERO-G TEST MODULE – INTERIOR SHOT]
Sterile. Quiet. Floating subject suspended by magnetic repulsion, wires leading from their spine and temples. Vital monitors stable.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“They said this was for cognitive stress testing in simulated off-world conditions.”
“They didn’t mention this subject hadn’t spoken to anyone in over eight weeks.”
[CAMERA – MEDICAL STAFF ENTERS]
An evaluator enters with a clipboard, begins a basic neuro check. The subject appears alert, silent. Then—
He turns his head. Slowly.
His mouth begins moving… but the voice doesn’t match the lips.
The words are wrong. Not English. Not identifiable.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“His vitals didn’t spike. There was no warning.”
[UNSTABLE VIDEO FOOTAGE]
The subject moves too fast. Grabs the evaluator by the throat. Screams.
Red spatters the glass. The camera jolts.
The feed scrambles—the timestamp freezes—and jumps forward.
[AFTERMATH – STATIC FOOTAGE]
The subject floats, limp.
Eyes wide. Mouth frozen in a silent scream.
The wires are gone. Nobody enters the room.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“They called it a psychotic break.
Claimed it was stress-induced.”
“But I was there.
What he said... wasn’t a language we know.”
***
Segment 6 – Fallout and the Ones Who Watched
[EXT. BASE PLATFORM – DUSK]
The crew finishes packing. The wind has picked up. The sea slaps hard against the towers.
One team member pauses—leans over the rail.
[UNDERWATER SHOT – ZOOMED IN]
Far below, in the gloom: a red light pulses. Once. Twice.
Then disappears into black.
[DEAN – FINAL LINE OF ON-SITE FOOTAGE:]
“They told us the story ends here.
But we all knew it didn’t.”
[CAMERA – OSPREY IN TRANSIT]
Interior footage. Dean sits strapped into his seat, expression blank.
Behind him, one of the Navy escorts stares directly into the lens.
No smile. No expression. Just watching.
For three full minutes, no one speaks.
Only the sound of rotors and wind.
[DEAN – VOICEOVER]
“I replayed that flight in my mind.
Over and over.
Trying to figure out when they decided.”
“They didn’t stop us. Didn’t wipe our drives. Didn’t give us warnings.”
“They let us go.”
“That’s how I knew:
They didn’t need to stop us.
They already had everything they needed.”
***
Dean’s Final Diary Entry — Motel Room Footage
The camera is handheld. The footage is dark and grainy.
Dean sits on the bed. His eyes are hollow, and there is a faint cut along his cheek. Blood on his collar.
Laptop open.
Six encrypted upload windows, one labeled: TIBERIUS_UNCUT.v2.
[DEAN:]
“If you’re seeing this… then it means it got through.”
“They’ll say I cracked. That I drank too much. Or worse.”
“But listen to me—there was another elevator.
It wasn’t on any floor plan.
The badge said PHOENIX. Undeniable.”
“There’s something under that base.
Another base… I don’t know.
It just keeps going.”
***
One Week Later — Channel 6 Evening News
[ANCHORWOMAN:]
“We have breaking news tonight: Dark Crimes investigative reporter Dean Marlowe, known for his recent exposé on Joint Base Tiberius, has been found deceased in a roadside motel near Jeanerette, Louisiana.”
“FBI officials describe the death as ‘suspicious,’ but have released no further details. Viewers with relevant information are urged to contact the tip line below.”
[FOOTAGE GLITCHES – INTERFERENCE. Signal momentarily drops.]
***
Dark Web Archive — Forum Thread, Mirrored
> user_unknown_0014:
I saw the real version. The uncut version. That badge wasn’t military.
It said PHOENIX.
If you don’t know what that means, start digging. Come back when your hands are dirty.
> thread_ripper:
Blue circle + triskelion = Oceanus Division.
PHOENIX’s deepwater people.
> Spectral7:
Watch the float module footage. Zoom in on the subject’s eyes.
There’s something in there. It’s not an artifact, not compression.
> deleted_user77:
[Post removed by administrator.]
> ColdSignal:
You think it ends at Tiberius?
Look into the April launches out of Vandenberg.
Track who didn’t come back.
There’s a pattern.
> FinalPost – user_unknown:
They’re not hiding the truth.
They’re erasing the people who learn it.
If this thread disappears, repost it.
And never say where you saw it first.
[FINAL TITLE CARD – BLACK SCREEN]
PHOENIX INTERNAL ACCESS – LEVEL BLACK
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“You ever see yourself move before you do?” is such a scary line. The cross-media of news channels, exposé’s and reports is so cool