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Ian Bohen, Ben Hindson, Mark Radcliffe, Sylvester Stallone, Michael Fassbender, Jodie Turner-Smith, Brandon Sklenar, Julia Schlaepfer, Jeffrey Wright and Michael Macaulay attend amfAR Las Vegas Presented By Paramount at Wynn Las Vegas on November 22, 2024 in Las Vegas, Nevada.

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safe in your taxi, your car, your train (1/?)

chapter 1: five in the morning, daft bastard rating: teen relationships: nathan watts & michael macaulay characters: nathan watts, michael macaulay, minor original characters additional tags: minor character death, road trips, ust, urt, creepy, dreams and nightmares, alcohol, pre-relationship, episode: e001 anglerfish summary:

Nathan hears about the Magnus Institute, and figures it's as good a chance as any to talk about Old Fishmarket Close. His friend Michael takes the journey with him.

CH1: Nathan and Michael start their journey. They argue a little.

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Mag 1: Anglerfish

Nathan Watts, 22.04.2012, Old Fishmarket Close, Edinburgh

The statement details Nathan’s encounter in March 2010 with an unsettling stranger who asks him for a cigarette near old fishmarket close after a friend’s celebration drinks. When he takes his phone out to investigate a swaying figure who repeats the phrase “can I have a cigarette” without intonation or moving its mouth, the figure folds at the waist and disappears. 

Notes: Sasha did the majority of the digging on this one. 

Entities: The stranger

Names mentioned: 

Michael MacAulay (friend who was accepted to Master’s of Earth Sciences March 2010)

John Fellowes (student who had been at the party and went missing that night)

Jessica McEwen (went missing Nov 2005)

Sarah Baldwin (went missing Aug 2006)

Daniel Rawlings (went missing Dec 2006)

Ashley Dobson (went missing May 2008)

Siobahn Dobson (sister of Ashley - who she sent a picture to before she disappeared)

Meghan Shaw (went missing June 2008)

[michael-otd]

Today’s Michael is Michael MacAulay! (The Magnus Archives)

Happy Multiple Michael Friday, everyone!

Mod Review: michael mentioned! 🎉🎉 there is so little information about this guy, but that’s what we expect for a MMF entry.

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Nathan Watt's Encounter with Stranger in Alley (MAG – 001 – Anglerfish) (Approx. Date)

MAG – 001 – Anglerfish:

Statement of Nathan Watts, regarding an encounter on Old Fishmarket Close, Edinburgh. Original statement given April 22nd 2012. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London.

Regarding: Figure in the shadows asking for a cigarette (Marlboro Red). Multiple missing persons.

People:

Nathan Watts

Michael MacAulay (friend being celebrated -- Earth Sciences masters degree)

"The stranger"

Places:

Old Fishmarket Close, Edinburgh

Albanach, Royal Mile (bar)

Cowgate

Misc.:

Marlboro Red

"Can I have a cigarette?"

Gentle swaying (the stranger)

Key Language:

I was startled out of my thoughts by the words as I thought I had been alone. Quickly trying to compose myself and looking around, I noticed a small alleyway on the opposite side of the street. It was very narrow and completely unlit with a short staircase leading up. I could see a light fixture a little way up the wall at its entrance, but it either wasn’t working or wasn’t turned on, meaning that beyond a few steps the alley was shrouded in total darkness.

Stood there, a couple of stairs from the street, was a figure. It was hard to tell much about them as they were mostly in the shadows, though if I’d had to guess I would have said the voice sounded male. They seemed to sway, ever so slightly, as I watched, and I assumed that they, like me, were probably a little bit drunk. I lit my own cigarette and held out my tobacco towards them, though I didn’t approach, and asked if they were ok with a roll-up. The figure didn’t move except to continue that gentle swaying. Writing it down now, it seems so obvious that something was wrong. If I hadn’t been so drunk maybe I’d have noticed quicker, but even when the stranger asked the question again, “Can I have a cigarette?” utterly without intonation, still I didn’t understand why I was so uneasy. I stared at the stranger and as my eyes began to adjust I could make out more details. I could see that their face appeared blank, expressionless, and their skin seemed damp and slightly sunken, like they had a bad fever. The swaying was more pronounced now, seeming to move from the waist, side to side, back and forth.

By this point I had finished rolling a second cigarette and gingerly held it out towards them, but I didn’t get any closer. I had decided that if this weirdo wanted a cigarette, they were going to need to come out of the creepy alleyway. They didn’t come closer, didn’t make any movement at all except for that damn swaying. For some reason the thought of an anglerfish popped into my head, the single point of light dangled into the darkness, hiding the thing that lures you in. “Can I have a cigarette?” It spoke again in the same flat voice and I realised exactly what was wrong. Its mouth was closed, had been the whole time. Whatever was repeating that question, it wasn’t the figure in the alleyway. I looked at their feet and saw that they weren’t quite touching the ground. The stranger’s form was being lifted, ever so slightly, and moved gently from side to side.

I dropped the cigarette and grabbed for my phone, trying to turn on the torch. I don’t know why I didn’t run or what I hoped to see in that alley, but I wanted to get a better look. As soon as I took out my phone, the figure disappeared. It sort of folded at the waist and vanished back into the darkness, as if a string had gone taut and pulled it back. I turned on the torch and stared into the alley, but I saw nothing. Just silence and darkness. I staggered back up to the Royal Mile, which still had lights and people, and found a taxi to take me home.

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Statement of Nathan Watts (MAG – 001 – Anglerfish)

MAG – 001 – Anglerfish:

Statement of Nathan Watts, regarding an encounter on Old Fishmarket Close, Edinburgh. Original statement given April 22nd 2012. Audio recording by Jonathan Sims, Head Archivist of the Magnus Institute, London.

Regarding: Figure in the shadows asking for a cigarette (Marlboro Red). Multiple missing persons.

People:

Nathan Watts

Michael MacAulay (friend being celebrated -- Earth Sciences masters degree)

"The stranger"

Jessica McEwen (missing Nov. 2005)

Sarah Baldwin (missing Aug. 2006)

Daniel Rawlings (missing Dec. 2006)

Ashley Dobson (missing May 2008)

Megan Shaw (missing June 2008)

John Fellows (missing Mar. 2010)

Places:

Old Fishmarket Close, Edinburgh

Albanach, Royal Mile (bar)

Cowgate

Misc.:

Marlboro Red

"Can I have a cigarette?"

Gentle swaying (the stranger)

Key Language:

I was startled out of my thoughts by the words as I thought I had been alone. Quickly trying to compose myself and looking around, I noticed a small alleyway on the opposite side of the street. It was very narrow and completely unlit with a short staircase leading up. I could see a light fixture a little way up the wall at its entrance, but it either wasn’t working or wasn’t turned on, meaning that beyond a few steps the alley was shrouded in total darkness.

Stood there, a couple of stairs from the street, was a figure. It was hard to tell much about them as they were mostly in the shadows, though if I’d had to guess I would have said the voice sounded male. They seemed to sway, ever so slightly, as I watched, and I assumed that they, like me, were probably a little bit drunk. I lit my own cigarette and held out my tobacco towards them, though I didn’t approach, and asked if they were ok with a roll-up. The figure didn’t move except to continue that gentle swaying. Writing it down now, it seems so obvious that something was wrong. If I hadn’t been so drunk maybe I’d have noticed quicker, but even when the stranger asked the question again, “Can I have a cigarette?” utterly without intonation, still I didn’t understand why I was so uneasy. I stared at the stranger and as my eyes began to adjust I could make out more details. I could see that their face appeared blank, expressionless, and their skin seemed damp and slightly sunken, like they had a bad fever. The swaying was more pronounced now, seeming to move from the waist, side to side, back and forth.

By this point I had finished rolling a second cigarette and gingerly held it out towards them, but I didn’t get any closer. I had decided that if this weirdo wanted a cigarette, they were going to need to come out of the creepy alleyway. They didn’t come closer, didn’t make any movement at all except for that damn swaying. For some reason the thought of an anglerfish popped into my head, the single point of light dangled into the darkness, hiding the thing that lures you in. “Can I have a cigarette?” It spoke again in the same flat voice and I realised exactly what was wrong. Its mouth was closed, had been the whole time. Whatever was repeating that question, it wasn’t the figure in the alleyway. I looked at their feet and saw that they weren’t quite touching the ground. The stranger’s form was being lifted, ever so slightly, and moved gently from side to side.

I dropped the cigarette and grabbed for my phone, trying to turn on the torch. I don’t know why I didn’t run or what I hoped to see in that alley, but I wanted to get a better look. As soon as I took out my phone, the figure disappeared. It sort of folded at the waist and vanished back into the darkness, as if a string had gone taut and pulled it back. I turned on the torch and stared into the alley, but I saw nothing. Just silence and darkness. I staggered back up to the Royal Mile, which still had lights and people, and found a taxi to take me home.