Name: Dr. Five Hyn
Security clearance: Level 3
Occupation: Senior researcher
Date: 12/12/2018
[Recording started]
clears throat
Test test…Is the sound good? Uhh…..Ok, sound is good, time to record this report then.
clears throat
My name is Dr. Five Hyn, a level 3 senior researcher who was involved on the creation of Omega-7. Yes, that experimental task force that we regret making due to the incident that led to Area-25 getting nuked and the disbandment of Omega-7; yes, I was involved in that giant mess. Pretty lucky I still have my job at the foundation after that mess, just wish I got amnestisized after Omega-7 was disbanded.
That project is still stuck in my head like it was yesterday tho slight chukle, can't exactly forget that as easily once you were involved in it. The memories about some of my colleagues deaths and Able's rampage in those incident, it still haunts me; whether it'll be when I sleep or when I'm working, those memories just doesn't fade. The people on the task force were given amnestics after Omega-7 were disbanded, while the researchers who were on that project, didn't even get any amnestics; we just got ignored completely and just to deal with the fucking trauma, god I fucking hate the foundation at that time. Don't even think we have an ethics committee as well, we only have the O5 and even then, O5-13 were the only one who act as a pseudo ethics committee out of all of the O5 council members.
Anyway, I'm just rambling about unimportant shit; sorry about that, let me talk about what I'm about to say without getting off-topic. As everyone in the foundations know, Alpha-9 were made as a reborn versions of Omega-7; now with extra care from the foundations, the task force were a lot better than before. Although, while some Alpha-9 members were an ex-Omega-7 members, most of the Omega-7 members actually retire or even join other groups of interest after being amnestisized. Not gonna say who actually retire, cause that would just take a very long time to list them all, but it is pretty relevant to a report we found, that regards to another mysterious, but potentially helpful groups of interest for us.
cough cough
Argh…Sorry, got something caught on my throat.
cough cough
Anyway, the report were made a day ago, when Site-17 was raided by some kind of military people or so we thought it was a military people. Thankfully, the situation were sorted out pretty quickly and we managed to capture one surviving members of that military looking people to be questioned and interrogated.
Reports on the interrogations were…Let's just say, it was interesting to say the least. As it turns out, they were actually just mercenaries, although the guy who was being interrogated said that, it was a literal organisation for mercenaries called as "Pandora's mercenary office" and that they were paid by the chaos insurgency to capture SCP-105; said they'll pay a massive amounts of money to the mercenaries. At first, the interrogations were pretty normal, until the guy suddenly ask about the foundations current conditions; pretty much out of nowhere. It was then when it starts getting interesting, the guy ask the interrogator if they remember about project omega seven and when the interrogator asked about how he knew about them; the guy just drop a fucking bombshell at us. It was revealed that, the leaders told every high ranked members about the project and how much of a catastrophe it was to the foundation, can't exactly understand the motives behind them telling their high ranked members about it, but it was apparently to make them "Understand on how we operate." At least that's what the guy said and personally, I think it was a pretty dog shit motives, but it is what the guy said anyway, so I don't know if it were true or not. When the interrogation is done, the guy were amnestisized and were apparently made into a d-class…For whatever reasons; can't say it was a good move by the foundation, but hey, it ain't me who could decide that.
Goddamn, can't believe I get to hear about that project again. Why am I even making a fucking report about this shit anyway if I don't want to remember those things again, what is even the fucking point of recording it anyway, not that the info is that important for the foundation anyway. I suppose it was my job to report important information and put them in the archive anyway, can't exactly complain about it, I did choose to do this task out of my own accord. sigh Gonna need some drink after this. Welp, guess that was it, hopefully I don't have to be involved with shit like that again.
[Recording ended]
Name: Dr. Five Hyn
Security clearance: Level 3
Occupation: Senior researcher
Date: 19/12/2018
[Recording started]
Hi again recorder, been a while since the report about the Pandora's Mercenary Office and also some of my random babbling in the report that I left out. Anyway, got another report about those guys again and this time, it was connected to an anomaly, a humanoid one to be exact. Apparently, those guys were having troubles with the anomaly, even with the help of Epsilon-6. It was eventually resolved and the anomaly was temporarily neutralised at the spot, before it was given to us.
When the commander of the mercenary group, were brought to questioning, the commander was acting…Strange as hell…I actually don't know what to say when I read the report, felt like the dude just got hit by an anomaly. Anyway, I was notified by a researcher about a missing recording when I was accessing the files. Apparently the recording for the questioning were expunged out of nowhere and no one knows why, I don't know if it was recorded or if it was just a lie, but an expunged recording usually means that, something weird in the recording was mentioned, that only those who expunged the informations are the only one who knows about it. I was a bit surprised that they expunged the recording, especially since it's something the foundation knows little about, but eh, whatever, I'll just put this report on the archive.
[Recording ended]
You wander this deserted plane for a while, looking for a safe shelter to get yourself some useful supplies for you to survive in this post apocalyptic world. You found an intact facility, with some destroyed barricade blocking the entrance. You enter the facility and start looking for supplies. When you are looking for supplies, you saw a recorder laying on the ground at the front of what looks like an office. You go inside the office with the recorder, before locking the door. You began playing the recorder as you lay down on the ground, after walking for so long.
Recording one
[Recording start]
Hello? Is this piece of shit still working?
…
Oh, it actually still work? Alright then.
clears throat
Here we go then.
My name is Roberto Gustäv. A former D-class for the foundation. I was apparently about to be executed in like, 2 years earlier, but if it ain't for the sun, I'll be dead, no fucking doubt about it. I'm currently staying in Site-150, along with the other D-class here, they're all tired, can't blame them really. Ever since the sun has gone wrong; killing people just ain't gonna matter anymore, and it all cause of the sun's anomaly. To be frank, I don't really know much about this anomaly, but what I do know about it, is that, anything organic that touches the sunlight or moonlight, will start to melt into a living clump of flesh that have a texture of a wax; dead or not, you'll get transformed into one of those melted things. Now, I haven't seen them myself so I'm not certain on how they behave, but from what I understand, these things are very dangerous from what the foundation described them to be; which is just fucking great. Anyway, our supplies of foods and water are pretty stacked for now, I would assume that it would last us for 8 months, just for 12 people here, then we'll need to scavenge or make a growbed and an artificial sun to get some crops for us to eat. Heh, as if we could even make an artificial sun. A dude name Becker ask me to find some scraps inside this place. He apparently needed it for some type of water generator thingy? Look, I don't know how it could work or how it's gonna work. I just said "sure", it's not like this place isn't safe or any-
rumbling pipe sound
Huh? What the hell was that?
silence
Eh, probably just a rat passing by. Anyway, gonna scavenge for some scraps for Becker, so I'll stop the recording until something happens (As if there is anything that's gonna happen here). Anyway, goodbye for now recorder, I'll be in touch when something interesting happen.
[Recording end]
As you lay down in what seems to be someone's desk. You began playing the next recording, wanting to know what happen to the survivors at this place.
Recording two
[Recording start]
Fuck fuck fuck, holy shit. We saw those flesh things today, fucking god they're terrifying as hell. I didn't even know that those fucking things can disguise themself as a regular person, I didn't even know any of that shit from what the file told me. Fuck, fucking hell they've taken Jimmy and Log, saw them got decapitated in half and then get dragged into the fucking sun…We need to run from this location of Site-150 and maybe lock ourself somewhere safe, though we can't risk them knowing the location. When I saw them decapitating Jimmy and Log, I heard those things said "Come out of the sun, it's lovely, you will be at peace once you bathe in the sunlight." Pretty fucking creepy right? Worst of all, those aren't just one voice, those are multiple voice; saying that line of words at the same fucking time; it's creepy as hell. Don't really know how long until those things are gonna be in here and tear us apart, or drag us to the sun. One thing for certain is that, we really need incendiary weapons and we needed more water.
[Recording end]
After the recording ended, you heard a girl knocking the office door asking if there is anyone inside. You didn't answer the question and you wait until she goes away. For 15 minutes, you don't hear anything from the girl. You then hear a footstep, indicating that the girl walks away from your location. You then began playing the next recording.
Recording three
[Recording start]
Man…It's so hard gathering supplies now. We still have enough food and drink fortunately, but it can only last us for a week, unless if we eat and drink every 5 days. The flesh seems to not care about us for now, It's like those thing couldn't find us here. Anyway, the good news is that, we found a way to make makeshift flamethrower and some alcohol to make a molotovs. All of us now felt safe, still cautious, but safe. I also found some mat-
Door bashing noise
What the hell was that? Is the door gon- Oh shit, IT'S THE FLESH THI- WAKE THE FUCK UP, ALL OF YOU, THEY'RE HERE!!! GET OUR WEAPONS READY, WE NEED TO KILL THOSE THINGS AND DEFEND OUR SELF, NOW!!!
(Flame noises and glass breaking can be heard from the recorder, with some occasional painful screeches in the background)
SHIT, FRANCY!! I'M COMI-
[Recording end]
After the recording ended, you tried to listen if there are any sound outside the office. The outside was silent, no sounds of those flesh thing, wandering around. You lay down again and drink some water, before continuing to the next recording.
Recording four
[Recording start]
So…Yeah, we manage to get them away from us, but goddamn…We just lost 6 people in the process…Those things seems to know our location. Everywhere we go, it felt like those things are watching us…I…Fuck…These is getting out of hand, I didn't know that they were this dangerous. Goddamn, I need a drink. I don't know how long we're gonna last. Supplies are getting pretty low and it ain't gonna take long for our supplies to ran out…I'm now seriously thinking of shooting myself. Don't want to be transformed into one of those things, but at the same time, I can't kill myself, since those things could revive me and turn me into those flesh things. With only 4 peoples left, I don't have any confidence that we're gonna survive for a while. Our chances of survival is probably pretty low and I can't see them getting any higher anytime soon. Our weapons broke when we defend ourself from those monsters; so there goes our chances of survival. Gonna end this recording here, bye for now recorder.
[Recording end]
As you about to play the last recording. You felt like you hear rustling pipes from the outside of the room. You felt like something is wrong as you play the last recording.
Recording five
[Recording start]
Hey…This will be my last recording…I'm the only survivor now and I learn a new thing. Apparently, those things can travel through pipes and walls and they can see us from the pipe and wall crack, and observe our location. I can't keep this shit up anymore, so I'm gonna bury myself and let myself suffocate inside the fucking dirt. I just don't want to get turned into those things. Welp…Guess this is goodbye recorder. We had a good run, but this is the end. I'll end the reco- OH FUCK, WHY ARE YOU HERE?! SHIT, STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME. NO, LET GO OFF ME YOU BIG PIEC- AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH…..
Static sounds
[Recording end]
You put down the recorder and look down at the gun you are currently holding. You want to shoot yourself, but it's pointless to even do that. You check if there is anymore recording on the recorder. Something played when you press the next button.
Recording six
[Recording start]
Static noises
Hey, you should come out of your little office and join us into the sunlight. It's so warm and cozy out here. You'd love it mate, I guarantee that you will like the view of the outside world.
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Static noises
[Recording end]
As the recording ended. You felt like something is grabbing you on your feet. You look down and you see a tendril wrapping around your right foot. You shoot the tendril, to no effect. You tried to struggle away from the tendrils, as it dragged you away. You were dragged into the sun by those things, as they rip your clothes to shreds.