An incident was brought to the Authority's attention by law enforcement on 9/20/1986. Hoshino Kozue, age 84, was thought by her neighbors to have died in her apartment due to the sudden abundance of house flies around the dwelling, accompanied by a foul smell. The police were alerted and nearby apartment dwellers were advised to stay in their rooms during the corpse's removal. However, when Hoshino's door was busted open, she was found crouching on her bed with her blanket wrapped around her body. The leftmost wall was coated with feces, which attracted the flies. When an officer called out to her, she turned to reveal a dirtied mask obscuring her face. Residents were promptly evacuated so that further investigation could take place.
The Authority picked up on the incident the next day, and as such was compared with historical reports seen in Addendum 483.1. Dr. Canaan, the head researcher of the RPC-483 phenomenon, was quick to classify the mask as RPC-483/85, citing the use of human feces to attract insects and general lack of hygiene commonly observed in RPC-483 hosts.
Dr. Canaan would personally arrive at Hoshino Kozue's residence in order to conduct an interview. 3 were recorded within a span of 7 days, and are as follows:
Interview Log 483/85.1
Interviewed: Hoshino Kozue (RPC-483/85 host)
Interviewer: Dr. Harrison Canaan
Foreword: See above.
<Begin Log>
Canaan: I have begun recording. Hello, Ms. Kozue.
[Kozue is unresponsive. She looks around the room tentatively.]
Canaan: Ms. Kozue?
Kozue: Hello, mister. How may I be of service to you?
Canaan: I am here to ask you some questions about your mask. Where did you find it?
Kozue: What mask? There is no mask on my face. What do you mean?
Canaan: Alright. I've observed this kind of behavior before. You have a mask on your face, and the aliens tell you to pretend like it isn't there, am I correct?
[Kozue sighs, laughs.]
Kozue: You have ruined my act, mister. The people upstairs, they will not be happy with me.
Canaan: Has it ever occurred to you that these "people upstairs" are a figment of your imagination?
Kozue: I assure you, they are real. They are as real as the mask I was told to ignore.
Canaan: The mask, yes. Where did you find it?
Kozue: Somewhere.
Canaan: And where might that be?
Kozue: Daddy's ghost. He came to me in my sleep and gave me the mask. He gave it to me in the box.
Canaan: So you found it in a box?
Kozue: Daddy's box. [Diverts gaze.] Daddy is burning deep down in Hell now.
Canaan: Excuse me?
Kozue: Daddy is burning in Hell now.
Canaan: I… see. But, the box— did your father pass it down before he died?
Kozue: He is still alive! He is burning in Hell now.
Canaan: So, your dad's alive, but his ghost came to you?
Kozue: Yes.
Canaan: Please explain. I'm confused.
Kozue: He enjoyed shaking hands. He told me, "To shake hands with a good friend is to enter a new Hell." Daddy was a businessman, so he burned in many Hells.
Canaan: Still confusing. I apologize.
Kozue: It can't be helped. Daddy is burning in a special Hell, one made for sinners like him. And he gave me the mask to see his sins, so that I could learn to hate him.
Canaan: I assume the mask gives you the ability see the people upstairs?
Kozue: Yes. No.
Canaan: Miss, I need you to be more specific.
Kozue: Yes and no.
Canaan: That does not help.
Kozue: Stop it.
Canaan: Excuse me? I'm sorry. Did I say something?
Kozue: Upstairs. Daddy is upstairs, deep down in Hell. Daddy did his business in black opera before me. He knew who he fucked with very well.
Canaan: Black opera?
Kozue: That is what they call it. Black opera helps our minds be clean.
Canaan: I understand. And who did your father "fuck" with?
Kozue: The people upstairs.
Canaan: Your mask lets you see them, correct? So tell me who they are. What do they look like?
Kozue: I cannot. I apologize, mister. Black opera cannot let me.
[Pause for 2 minutes.]
Canaan: Tell me more about "black opera". Is it a program that the people upstairs use to gaslight you?
Kozue: What do you mean?
Canaan: Say the people upstairs didn't want regular people knowing something. Is that what black opera is for?
Kozue: Black opera? Oh, mister, why don't you stay for tea.
Canaan: Hoshino, please, cooperate.
Kozue: Hm? Did I offend? I didn't mean to offend. Did I say something?
Canaan: Tell me more about your mask.
Kozue: There is no mask.
<End Log>
Hoshino Kozue refused to cooperate with Dr. Canaan for the remainder of the interview, which was left out for brevity. The next day, she was transported to Site-089 and contained in a standard holding cell. Her blanket had been stuck to her body through unknown means. Another interview was scheduled for 9/22/1986.
Interview Log 483/85.2
Interviewed: Hoshino Kozue (RPC-483/85 host)
Interviewer: Dr. Harrison Canaan
<Begin Log>
Canaan: Are you feeling better, Ms. Kozue?
[Kozue tilts her head.]
Kozue: What do you mean? The cold?
Canaan: Alright. I get it.
Kozue: Get what? What is going on, where am I, mister?
Canaan: Don't you remember being driven to this place? We didn't want you to rot in that filthy apartment anymore, so we took you to this nicer, clean place.
Kozue: [Quickened breathing.] No! No no no no no no, this is not right! Where is my home?
Canaan: Miss, calm down.
Kozue: They are angry at me. Look at them. Is this the place? You have taken me to Hell!
Canaan: Hoshi—
Kozue: This is Hell! Daddy? Where is daddy?
Canaan: [Shouting.] Hoshino! Calm yourself, this isn't Hell. This is a safe place. We're here to help you escape from the people upstairs.
Kozue: You cannot take me away from them. [Laughs.] You are funny. Like daddy. Daddy liked to make jokes like that.
Canaan: What kinds of jokes?
Kozue: Although he was not as dull as you. You cannot leave from the people upstairs.
Canaan: Tell me about your dad. What did he do to… go to Hell?
Kozue: He was like you.
Canaan: Like me?
Kozue: Yes. I'm sorry. He did not believe in the people upstairs. He ignored his touch and his smell. So they sent him down to Hell where he could think. But daddy protected me from them, and scared them when he gave me the mask. Now I can see when the people upstairs come down from the vents, so I blocked it.
Canaan: Is that why you, uh… utilized your feces to block the ventilation?
Kozue: Yes. The people upstairs care too much about clothes and such to touch me. I make myself filthy so they cannot touch me. And daddy gave me the mask so they could not sneak up on me.
Canaan: What do they look like?
Kozue: Dark. Shadow.
Canaan: So they appear as shadows.
Kozue: No. The people upstairs do not have shadows because the sunlight passes right through them. They are ghosts and they send ghosts to hurt me. They have invisible guns that they fire into my brain, and it hurts. It burns like fire. But with the mask I can see them behind the wall, and I look at them so they disappear.
Canaan: Could this be what your dad is experiencing in Hell?
Kozue: No.
Canaan: Tell me more about Hell, then.
Kozue: It is… [Scans the room.] It is a place like this one. It is cold. It is not filthy so they can come into the room and… and touch him. The demons like to touch people.
Canaan: What do you mean by "touch"?
Kozue: [Shouting suddenly.] NO! HE WILL COME BACK!
[Kozue takes a deep breath, stares at Canaan. Unresponsive.]
Canaan: Are… Are you alright?
[Kozue laughs for a moment.]
Kozue: Daddy will come back for me, silly. They always say that, silly. Daddy loves me. He will come back for me. See? He came back before. See? See?
Canaan: Hoshino, collect yourself. Okay? Take a deep breath. Is everything alright?
Kozue: So boring. You are asking me the same things. Please say something else.
Canaan: What do you mean?
[Kozue looks away, mumbles something to herself.]
Canaan: Ms. Kozue?
Kozue: You came from behind the wall when I found you. You took me to this dead and cold Hell to ask me things you already know.
Canaan: We are not those people.
Kozue: Then prove it.
[Pause for 80 seconds.]
Kozue: May I ask something of you?
Canaan: Always.
Kozue: I would like some paper and pencils for drawing.
Canaan: I'll ask. I'm sure we can give them to you.
Kozue: Ask who?
Canaan: My supervisors.
[Kozue suddenly cackles, rolls onto her back.]
<End Log>
Hoshino Kozue's request for paper and pencils was granted shortly after this interview took place.
Records of Hoshino's father, Kazato Kozue, are scarce, and it was gathered by Authority intelligence that he died of an unknown illness in Manchuria, 12/22/1946.
fig. 3 Drawing recovered from Hoshino Kozue's apartment after relocation.
Based on testimonials gathered from Yamanaka Kozue, whom was said relative, it is assumed by on-duty personnel that Hoshino may have been a love child conceived by Kazato and an unknown woman. Fecal samples taken from her apartment have revealed mixed Japanese-Korean ancestry. Findings suggest that Kazato Kozue had served during WWII, and may have copulated with or sexually assaulted a Korean female, who would give birth to Hoshino.
Hoshino's neighbors described her as a recessive individual who rarely left her apartment. As indicated by their general attitude towards Hoshino during questioning, it is assumed that she was ridiculed for her Korean ancestry. Reports of an elderly man, presumably Kazato Kozue, visiting her apartment were given to Authority intelligence during 6 out of 10 interviews. Witnesses describe a man who looked to be the same age as Hoshino wearing a military uniform.
As RPC-483/85 had been attached to Hoshino for a period estimated longer than 2 weeks, she was considered lost, as extensive brain damage caused by RPC-483/85 would prove detrimental to her well-being should the object be decoupled from her head.
Interview Log 483/85.3
Interviewed: Hoshino Kozue (RPC-483/85 host)
Interviewer: Dr. Harrison Canaan
<Begin Log>
Canaan: Good morning, Hoshino.
Kozue: Good morning. Thank you.
Canaan: Have you drawn anything since you got the pencils?
Kozue: Yes, mister. Here.
[Kozue produces a simple drawing of Dr. Canaan. He grins.]
Canaan: That's very nice, thank you.
Kozue: Do you want it?
Canaan: No thank you. It's yours, you can keep it.
Kozue: Oh.
[Kozue looks down and puts the drawing away.]
Kozue: You were supposed to accept it.
Canaan: I was?
Kozue: Yes. To prove to the people upstairs that I am not filthy. I am not filthy anymore, am I?
Canaan: I thought you wanted to be filthy?
Kozue: I want to see daddy again.
Canaan: I see. So—
Kozue: Can you take me to him? Please let me see daddy again.
Canaan: We don't have him, miss.
Kozue: That is a lie. You come from upstairs.
Canaan: How can you be certain?
Kozue: I see you in the walls. The mask lets me see.
Canaan: I'll admit we have surveillance cameras in your room, but only to make sure you don't hurt yourself.
Kozue: That is what they say. The cameras are not the problem. The people upstairs have no need for cameras.
Canaan: Because they're in the walls?
Kozue: Yes.
Canaan: You seem to hate these people.
Kozue: I do. I hate them very much.
Canaan: So why do you act? When we first met, you said you wanted to appease them.
Kozue: So do you. We are both actors, mister.
Canaan: No. I work for a group of people who want to help the world.
Kozue: I know. I have seen your kind. Time and time again. You have a beautiful song. But this is still the upstairs. Only the demons can go upstairs. The others go to Hell.
Canaan: Very well. You're implying the people upstairs aren't human. Why do you think this?
Kozue: They are human. Humans in another flesh. A flesh that is pretty. Daddy wore that flesh. It was very pretty.
Canaan: So the people upstairs are rich?
Kozue: Hm?
Canaan: Well, you seem to be describing rich people. They enjoy fancy things and don't like germs, right?
Kozue: Anyone can touch dirt. Euphoria is the finest dance. Euphoria is what drives you. It is what drives me. It is the palette of gods and devils.
Canaan: Please help me to understand, Ms. Kozue.
Kozue: Find your mask, then.
[A pause.]
Canaan: You never answered my question about why you act for them.
Kozue: I am a living creature. That is all.
<End Log>
Subject refused to cooperate for the remainder of the interview, which has been cut for brevity.
Hoshino Kozue expired the next day. The exact cause of death is still under investigation. RPC-483/85 decoupled from her head naturally after death. The initials "H.R." were found burnt onto her right cheek. There were approximately 73 stab wounds across her thighs, crotch, chest, and arms which leaked a viscous substance originating from the subject's veins, causing her blanket to be stuck to her body. The substance was similar to amber in composition, save for its deep shade of red.
Hoshino Kozue was last seen outside of her apartment on 3/10/1985. Oda Yoshiko, one of Hoshino's neighbors, reports observing her being attacked by four masked men and forcefully ushered into a nearby convenience store. Witness was taken in for further questioning, particularly as to why they withheld this information from Authority intelligence despite being interviewed multiple times before. After one week of interrogation Oda revealed the location of a series of documents connecting her case to group of interest Omega Iota. Documents were recovered in northern Hokkaido, stored in a safe hidden within an abandoned farm house. See Addendum 483.3.