Event period: from 7 to 9 July 2016

  No one has any information. Neither do they associate it with a natural process nor with anything that has been found so far in archaeology. Some users have even accused me of wasting their time with a conspiratorial fake, while others have come out to defend me by claiming that what I have found is the hull of a UFO. As always, the internet communities being peaceful and talkative.

  Anyway, I didn’t come to any conclusion. So, as bad as it may be, I had to keep clearing the ground to outline it and see if it wanted to define itself a little better. The result is curiously enough, because it turns out that what I had was not a series of plates arranged in a circle, but the upper part of a sphere that sinks downwards and apparently continues without stopping. I don’t know how many metres it can go down, but what is clear to me is that I can’t continue working under these circumstances. The depth I have reached forces me to hold my breath for a long time, and as the hours go by, and the tide changes, it has already happened to me more than once that I thought I was close to the surface, only to end up almost out of breath and on the verge of drowning.

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  So, my next step will be to remove some plates from the top and see what is inside the sphere. That means decontextualizing them, I know, and it may alter the interior if it has been kept isolated from the outside, but I hope to find a clue about the origin or function of what I have found. Perhaps it is a time capsule once buried here by neighbours, or it may (this possibility gives me the creeps) be an old proximity mine and explode in my face the moment I hit it intending to open it. The latter occurred to me while watching a World War II movie a few days ago. As far as I know, Carinho was not a very strategic or busy place during the conflict, but who knows.

  Anyway, speculation aside, I’m going to try not to let this archaeological crime go to waste and take samples of the sediment from the interior and surface of the sphere and pass them on to Rut[1], to see if he can do a palynological analysis without asking too many questions. With that I hope to at least get some clue about the age of the peat bog or what I am supposed to be looking at without being able to understand or explain it.

  At this point, my only regret is that you can’t be here to lend me a hand, but, if you’ve already volunteered for another excavation and you still have to study for your recovery exams, what can you do. But do me a favour and leave a gap in September to come by.

  [1] This is another pseudonym designed to protect her privacy.