The Magnus Archives - The Magnus Protocol 48 - Temporary Positions

Episode Date: August 21, 2025

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Episode 48 Temporary Positions We're going to be able to be. I don't know... ...withal... ...their... ...their... What?

It's cold. I... Where did I... Oh... Oh... I get back here. Okay, calm down. Calm down.

Ah! Okay. I'm guessing that's the perimeter fence and so... Oh, thank Christ. Hey! Hey, over here! I need help! Oh, wow, I am glad to see you.

Back up. Stand in the headlight, show me your hands. Hang on. You're the captain's pet, right? Sam, something? Yeah, that's me, I guess. She's got half the warden's out looking for you. What the hell are you doing here in your PJs?

I have absolutely. No idea. Sure. Well, get in. I'll take you back to base. Thank you. But you're the one who explains this to the captain. Seriously?

No idea. I told you. I went to bed normally, fell asleep, and when I woke up... Yeah. Fine. Maybe I was sleep-walking? Through two locked doors and a monitored patrol circuit, with nobody seeing. with nobody seeing you?

No, I don't think you walked anywhere. So you think I just, what, magically teleported there? We don't say magic on base. It softens it, makes people complacent. Okay, so you think I just appeared there? Why? Why would you suddenly be teleported back to the hole in the world you crawled out of? Gee, I wonder.

So you think it's trying to pull me back? Makes sense. I guess. So what? Now I could just ping into the middle of the zone at any time. I mean, better you going in than other stuff coming out. Thanks. Just being honest.

Well, fine then. If my world wants me back so much, and I'm such a burden, why don't I just go? The doctor said I'm basically recovered. Well, I'll be more than happy to send you on your merry way, as soon as we've dealt with the potentially world-ending monster you brought here with you. Fair. So do we think the archivist is getting pulled back as well? Maybe. If it does get pulled back through, fantastic.

We'll pack you up and send you on your way. I'll even give you a lift. How generous. But I'm not counting on it. My luck isn't that good. For now, the best we can do is call up some reserves and add more patrols, just in case it turns up as suddenly as you did. Good idea. Honestly, though, I'd feel better dealing with it here on our terms. I'd rather have a corpse I can burn than just making it your problem and hoping it all works out.

I understand. Although, it does remind me. Hello? Yeah, is Anya here yet? Yeah, she's here. Good. Could you send her up? Right away. Thanks. What's going on?

I was going to tell you before you pulled your little disappearing act, but no time like the present, I guess. Uh, okay. I've got some friends over at the Oxford Exclusion Zone, and I had a hunch. So I asked them if they'd ever heard of anyone turning up from another world like you. And they had? More than once. Turns out it's, well, not a regular thing, but it's happened a few times over the years.

People turn up in the zone, starved almost to death, and they generally helped them recover and send them back. And no one thought to mention this to me? Well, they told me when I asked. Remember, wardens are community formed, not centralized, and comms are still patchy. Also, most people just want to move on and forget about the zones entirely, so... There's a serious shortage of researchers. So why did I end up here, not in Oxford? That is a fantastic question that I am not qualified to answer.

Right. But it was almost certainly because the archivist, right? Oh, yeah. Anyway, it's happened enough times up there that the wardens have been looking into it a bit deeper. Turns out they managed to find someone who made the crossing pre-incursion. Oh, cool? Her name's Anya Vallette, and I thought the two of you might have a few things to discuss. Maybe try and work out...

Miss Vallette, thanks for coming. Glad to help. Are you the other traveller? Yeah, son. Hey. Anya? Good to meet you. You too.

Well, I've got to write up this whole situation, so I'll leave you to talk. Let me know if you have any reality-shattering insights. We'll do. So Anya, what's your story? Short version or the long version. It's not like I've got anywhere I need to be. I was nobody. Still am, really.

Used to work as a cleaner, now I help with construction. Never cleaned anything special or built anything important, and I'm happy with that. with that. I've met important people and I've seen their work and let me tell you, being nobody is better. The only thing that makes me different is that I'm not from here, but it's just a different type of immigration, really. I still don't know why it happened to me. I was just cleaning a house. It was big and a bit creepy, but people had lived there for decades probably. I don't know. Maybe it had a reputation or something, but I never looked it up because, hey, it was just a cleaning job.

But I went down into a basement that wasn't supposed to be there. Things weren't weird, and when I woke up, I'd lost time, I'd lost weight, and I'd lost home. I went back to that house a bunch of times over the years, trying to see if I could go back, but it never worked. So, eventually, I settled down and made do. My parents never met in this world, so no need to worry about doubling up. It wasn't easy. I didn't exist on any government database. and I was constantly worried about being deported somewhere, but it never came to that.

Gradually, I worked my way onto some official systems, email address, and a bank account, then a stable address. Any real investigation and it would have all fallen apart, but I stayed out of trouble, avoided stuff like credit checks, and it seemed fine. I got myself a job in a little cafe, managed to get a small friend group together. I even started dating.

I had quite a nice little life built up by the time the world ended. Looks like you've been here a while So I assume I don't need to explain the incursion Great, they've explained how it worked Everyone trapped in their own custom fear pocket Well, I didn't have a domain of my own I guess it's because of what happened to me But who knows

The point is, stuff worked differently for me I started trapped in a muddy ditch With maybe two others And if you tried to escape You couldn't help but slide back down and there were long shards of broken glass hidden in the mud at the bottom so that they cut into you when you weren't trying to get out. I remember when I first arrived, I was mostly just confused.

Not just because the world had suddenly changed, but more because everybody else seemed to know exactly what they were meant to do. They all immediately turned on one another with horrible violence or terrified flights. But even now, I still have no idea what they were thinking. It still hurt, though, when the glass cut my legs or when someone tried to smother me in the muck. It all felt exactly as awful as you would think. Although, I never screamed as loudly as the others.

My wounds were never so serious, and I always climbed the highest. I guess it was just a bit easier for me. I actually started to feel guilty, like an imposter. Soon the others noticed I was different. They stopped attacking me, and then they gnawed me altogether, and I was just standing in the dirt watching them, alone in the crowd. Then it all changed. Suddenly I wasn't in the pit.

I was looking out of the window of an old, badly-finished apartment as fire swept up the crooked tenement. Now, I know you aren't meant to compare domains. They were specific. Everyone felt as bad as they could. That was the point. But feeling the fire, burn through your flesh. That definitely hurts the most. No question. There are no words to describe it,

and even if there were, I wouldn't. And yet, I handled it the best. I was the only one who seemed able to leave my own apartment. I was able to push through and keep moving, and I would fight my way inside other people's apartments to help them. Maybe that was my mistake. They would welcome my help at first, but soon they became suspicious, then outright hostile. It wasn't long before they were deliberately locking their doors, and I was shut out. Then it all changed again. I lost count of how many times I moved, drowning in an endless ocean, pulled apart by a butcher's machine, trapped as a lab rat incubating diseases, every time suffering, but every time as an extra, as a tourist.

When the incursion finally ended, at first I just assumed I'd been shifted into another domain, albeit one much more boring than the others. It was only once I found other people that I started to realise that it was over. Since then, I've joined a commune out near Abingdon. It's much easier for me now, since basically no one has any official records,

and even if they did, no one would care. Everyone's just glad of the help. We're doing all right. Crops are doing well. I didn't hear any of the rumors about the Oxford Zone at first. We were all too busy. But eventually I learned there was some hole in the world near Cowley Road. It wasn't far, so I went to have a look, got chatting to one of the wardens, and, well, here we are.

How many times have you told that story? I've lost count. Does it sound anything like what happened to you? I mean, I haven't lived through the sort of hells you have, but in terms of changing dimensions, Maybe a bit? So how many other travellers have you talked to? Four, including you? Did they all come from my world?

I'm pretty sure they didn't all come from the same place. What's something special about your world? You ever heard of the Magnus Institute? Everyone here knows the Institute since Towerfall. Right, of course. Well, in my world, it burned down in 1999. Right. Well, I never heard of it back in mine. Of the others I met, two of them came from somewhere where it was still active, although they didn't know much about it, and the third said it was

based in Edinburgh. But they all came through the same portal in Oxford? In the exclusion zone, yes. But I suspect thinking of it as a portal is what's confusing you. Because a portal's like door and only has two sides. Yeah, these are more like holes leading to the space between places. Meaning you go in one and come out another randomly? Yes. No, no, that doesn't work. When I came through, I wasn't alone. We both left together and arrived at similar places at similar times. And I've got a friend back home. I think she's from here. Do you think I just got lucky with the swap, or... I don't know. Maybe every time someone crosses, it makes it easier for people to follow. Or maybe...

Maybe knowing her beforehand was enough of a link to this world that it pulled you along? Maybe. I'm not an expert, Sam. You're the closest we've got. Then I doubt we'll ever really know how any of this works. I'm hearing that a lot recently. Sorry. Not your fault.

Listen, Anya, do you ever find yourself getting pulled back towards the port, the holes? The others asked me the same thing. They all disappeared eventually, so I'm guessing that's where they went. But you? No, it's never happened to me. Any idea why? My best guess? Bad timing.

I might have been the first person ever to fall through. That means I slipped through a tiny crack before the incursion had even started. But now, that hole and a bunch of others are blown wide open. But you're still here? For now. Maybe the effect wears off and they were too weak when I first came here. Maybe the incursion changed me. Maybe my world's gone and there's nothing left to pull me back.

I have no idea and honestly, I don't think there's even a way to find out. I get it. Thanks, Anya. Sorry I couldn't be more help. No, you were and I really appreciate it. Does Georgie know all this? I talked her through most of it on a call yesterday, but she's asked her report to her before I heard.

head home. Right. Good luck, Sam. I hope we get a chance to talk again before. Before you go. Yeah, me too. Goodbye, Sam. Bye.

Bye. Have they found the cure yet? The... Yeah, for being this goddamn gorgeous. Sorry, didn't mean to wake you. It's fine. My Sam had elephant feet too. Should have heard him trying to sneak in a bed if he stayed up late. So am I gonna make it, Doc?

I honestly don't know what I expected. It's not like I can read these charts. Two days to live. Got it. Well, you definitely sound better. That's why I'm in hospital, babe. My jokes are sick. Alice. Yeah, yeah, I know. I've not forgotten who you are.

No, it's not that. I... I think I'm probably going home soon. Home. Home. You mean back to your world? Your own Alice. I mean, assuming she hasn't trashed the place while I was away. Classic Alice. Is it safe? Going back, I mean. Oh, yeah. It'll be fine.

You've always been a shit liar, Sam. Sam, there you are. Hold on, Joji. I'm just... No time. We've had a confirmed sighting of the archivist. Just crossed the edge of the zone, heading inwards. We're pursuing. Oh, okay. Yeah, let's go. Sam, wait. Alice? Don't. Don't chase it. Leave it to the wardens. It's their job.

We're leaving. Now, Sam. You have to leave me. Okay, I get it. So go home, Sam. Go home and don't get yourself killed chasing this thing. I can't just... You can. I won't let you die again. I won't. Sorry. Don't. Goodbye, Alice.

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