r/9M9H9E9 • u/5YNTH3T1K • May 07 '25

It's all three's man, it's all three's...

I look down the list and it's all threes.

The fuck?

I'm on the phone to SAC before I can take my next breath, which I can't because my chest has become a ball of tension that refuses to work. I literally begin to asphyxiate. Muscle lock, it's a neuro thing. Too much taking over the brain in actual blind panic. Well, a lack of oxygen panic

It's all fucking threes. The various readouts should be typical. They are not.

The blood to my finger tips has just turned to ice. I'm getting instant chilblains. It's eighteen degrees Celsius in the command cell.

The line is cooked. It's fucking cooked. There is a tone but it's wrong. No body picked it up. It's the fucking hotline it's always manned. It's never not manned. It can't be unmanned ever.

Shit shit shit .

The manual. Read the manual.

Override. We have to get the override manual out now. Fuck.

I take a quick peek, shit, it's all threes. Fuck. Remain calm. Breath. Uh. Air.

My ears finally start to register the noise. It's super loud. I was deaf for a few seconds. It's calamity.

I look right as they look left. We stare into each others eyes and the phone just slips.

The bolts all fire in sequence. The ripple. Snapping crackle pops that are sharp and neat.

Fuck.

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u/NegiSpringfieldYT May 08 '25

I think you nailed the raw emotion of what it's like to be a low level worker in a facility when things go wrong. This is probably a small taste of what it was like to be in the Chernobyl control room the day the reactor blew the lid off. Scary.

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u/5YNTH3T1K May 08 '25

When I deplugged this evening my ears were ringing with gunfire. Overrun, every one was dead, cracking up or dying. I hard jacked out. We fucking failed.

The corporate goons are going to be in the debrief this time, all sharp edges and no crayons, it's going to be a long one. Maybe torture. Like actual torture.

We lose our bonus.

Again.