Alf's Black Book

Alf kept his nuclear intel in a handwritten black book near the top of his library.
Alf was always obsessed with nuclear weaponry. Treating the subject with a religious sense of awe, he carefully logged each bit of information he ever came across concerning the state of the nuclear weapons across the globe. He calculated which had gone defunct, which remained potent, which were likeliest to launch. He detailed each base, each warhead type, he even studied and copied down the subatomic particles in all the detail Valfar shared with him.
The Black Book was thus a sort of sacred text within a hobby. It held no place of honor nor did Alf spend an inordinate amount of time working on it, but it held some of his finest artwork in depicting maps, a curiously intricate cypher of handwriting so bad it could be considered a work unto itself, and even drawings, dozens of them, depicting the mushroom clouds and cores and aftermaths of famous tests, and of those two dropped in the war.
== Spoilers ==
Alf knew when the bomb burst in Prešov that the world wouldn't last a great deal longer. But he watched the endless angles and satellite images and read the reports with a sense of contentment. He lived to see the beginning of the end, and it would end in nuclear flames. Though he couldn't foresee that he would die within hours of the book's theft at the hands of Valknut team, he died with a sense of deep closure and gratitude.