I’m still processing this. It’s a blog post built atop an article based upon pure horror and I keep coming back to it to try and see around the edges of the thing that keeps blowing my mind. Haven’t got there yet.
This abstract “thing that is deep inside the reactor” is thus held outside of human contact, separated from experience by a provisional monument: the sarcophagus shell. Sheltered there, precisely because of its temporal excess, in a state of near-immortality—capable of interacting mutationally with living matter for up to a million years—the “thing” enters into a timeframe more appropriate for mythology.