Mission Statement: MTF Gamma 99 (Health and Safety) has been deployed during an Inception event after the testimony of D-18927 stated that D-09092 had become an instance of SCP-XXXX-1. Retrieval of this individual for debriefing is MTF Gamma 99’s main goal, with subsidiary goals of mapping SCP-XXXX and acquiring intel also present. To counteract SCP-XXXX’s antimemetic properties, Class Y Mnestics were issued to each team member before hand.
Task Force Members: G99-T (Squad Leader), G99-S, G99-C, G99-AM. Remote Command by Foundation Personnel stationed at visual range observation site. Operation takes place at 2am ██/01/18. Nearby streets were closed and a a falsified gas leak emptied nearby residences.
G99-T: Comms Check.
Mission Command: Check
G99-C: Check
G99-S: Check
G99-AM: Mate!
G99-T: Right, cut it out AM. We’re going into a bloody magic fast food shop, I don’t want to hear shit jokes.
G99-AM: Who shit in your cornflakes T?
G99-T: Stop fucking about. Okay team, standard breach, sweep and move out. Target should
appear on your HUD. Lethal Force is not authorised. Not. Do you understand that C? Not
means don’t fucking start letting off rounds at offensive decor or live targets.
G99-C: So, insults and feather dusters captain?
G99-T: Tickle them with that sleepy stick on your belt, good for a few thousand volts. You should
all have a sidearm loaded with pepper capsules as well.
G99-C: Paintball gun? Feels heavy, maybe i’ll just bash ‘em with it.
G99-S: Captain, movement.
[Visuals from G99-S’s camera reveal two figures inside the shop who disappear into a back room.]
G99-T: Command, we’re going for breach. AM, get that door open.
G99-AM: Roger that.
[At this point, G99-AM attempts to use a auto pick on the doors yale lock. However, it fails, a statistical anomaly]
G99-AM: Forceful breach needed.
Command: This is a good opportunity for us to test the resistance of this door to physical harm. Would you mind applying… normal physical opening methods?
G99-AM: Does she mean…
G99-C: Yup.
G99-T: Egg Head says kick the door in, you kick it in AM. Go on clever bollocks.
G99-AM: Ruin my fucking pedicure this.
[G99-AM kicks the door five times and attempts to shoulder barge it after this fails. The door remains unharmed.]
G99-S: Permission to use the breaching gun?
G99-T: Command?
Command: Permission Granted.
[G99-S uses a Derby-Redsmith Sonic Breaching Cannon placed against the doors hinges to fire. It opens it only after five attempts and on max setting, usually reserved for opening blast doors.]
G99-S: Clear and open.
G99-T: Corners and doors, move in.
[Gamma-99 move and sweep the small interior. Visuals reveal nothing out of the ordinary]
G99-T: Clear. AM, Breach and Clear that back room. Everyone stack.
[The team move to a small doorway, painted red, with a small sign reading “staff only”. G99-AM tests the door. It is able to open. A flash bang grenade is deployed in the room and after detonation, the team move in, demanding compliance. The room is small and empty, consisting of a couch, a coffee table, miscellaneous cooking supplies and a small fridge. Another doorway, leading deeper within the interior is spotted]
G99-S: Seats are warm. Someone was here recently. Knew i’d seen someone.
G99-T: Command, orders?
Command: Proceed. We are registering a marked drop in signal strength. Command wishes to
reiterate your objective. Find D-09092 and gather any intelligence to the nature of
SCP-XXXX. In the event of communication silence, proceed with caution and withdraw if
necessary.
G99-AM: I think it’s sweet that they care about us so much.
G99-T: You heard the lady, move through the door, breach and clear.
[Cameras capture the breach and clear moment. As the team proceed through the door into the corridor beyond it, communication signal strength reduces to zero.]
(All footage following this event, voice and visual, is based off of reclaimed data)
G99-C: This corridor is longer than initial scans of the building estimate. I predict we’re into an anon-zone.
G99-S: Fancy term for how fucked we are. T, raise command?
G99-T: I can’t, GPS down, wireless link down. Anyone else getting signal?
G99-S: They won’t, if this is anon, all manner of things’ll be blocking it.
G99-AM: Boffins can’t even make a walkie talkie work outside normal params? Not like they ain’t got a toolbox of weird shit to use.
G99-T:Get it together, move forward, doors and corners. Remember, shoot and strike to stun only.
G99-C: Shame.
G99-T: It’s Secure, Contain, Protect, not Shoot, Carnage…
G99-AM: You wouldn’t think T had a degree in English.
G99-T: AM, for that, take point.
[The group move down the corridor which stretches for at least 100 meters. They pass empty shelves, cleaning equipment and otherwise non anomalous equipment. A doorway to the left appears at the 100 meter mark and while the corridor continues, Gamma 99 investigate. After stack and clear, they appear in a room resembling the first, except the lights are on and 3 individuals are inside.]
G99-T: Down! Down!
[Two humans obey, but one does not and moves towards G99-AM. He is a man of no particular heritage. His likeness was later matched to that of an iteration of SCP-XXXX-1]
G99-S: Sir, get down or you will be fired upon.
SCP-XXXX-1: This area is staff only. You should not be here.
G99-C: Last warning mate.
SCP-XXXX-1: This area is employees only.
(G99-C fires two pepper balls from her sidearm. Both impact the targets torso. SCP-XXXX-1 staggers back for a brief second before throwing a carving knife from a nearby storage shelf at G99-C. The knife imbeds itself in her armoured vest. At this point, all remaining members of the team fire upon SCP-XXXX-1. After 10 rounds hit the target, it fell to the floor, unable to act.)
G99-AM: Dickhead.
[G99-AM uses her stun baton to render SCP-XXXX-1 unconscious. It takes 3 consecutive attempts to do this]
G99-T: AM, restrain the civs and the skip. S, check on C.
[As designated medic, S removes the knife and applies a coagulant compound. The wound was superficial]
G99-C: Scars get free drinks at the pub yeah?
G99-T: Cheap shit only. You hate John Smiths yeah?
G99-C: Fuck off boss.
G99-AM: Civs detained. We running them out?
G99-T: No, we find the D class.
G99-AM: (to civilians) Stay here, no muss, no fuss.
G99-T: Stack and Move. C, you’re up the rear. I swear if you make a joke…
G99-C: Not at all boss, i’ll keep you well covered.
[Gamma 99 breach and clear into the next room, a small kitchen and service area.]
G99-AM: Did we get turned around?
G99-S: No, nor was it daylight when we went in. Mission chronometers show we are T 22.
Sunrise is 3 hours away.
G99-T: Not only that… we came in through a fried chicken shop and that over there is a bowl of
chicken noodle soup.
[Camera footage shows the interior of a small Chinese take away restaurant, customers at the counter are human, save for a large growth of flesh at both temples. On seeing MTF Gamma 99, the staff and customers flee.]
G99-AM: Skips, the lot of em.
G99-S: I think we may be the skips.
[Suit camera data shows the exterior of the shop has drastically changed from outside our current iteration of SCP-XXXX. The road outside is made from a metallic substance, as ground vehicles propelled by what researchers conclude is electro-magnetic levitation flow past. Other humanoids with the marked aberrations gather on the streets outside. Some hold what appear to be smartphones to film the event.]
G99-T: Reality First Contact breach! For fuck sake… the paperwork for this alone is enough to
bury us for months. Get back!
[MTF Gamma-99 pull back into the room.]
G99-T: We can’t risk stumbling into any more parallel realities. What happens if the next one we
go to has a methane atmosphere? Or a thin magnetosphere and is bombarded with
radiation so heavy we get cancer from looking out a bloody window?
G99-AM: So full retreat? Mission failed boss?
G99-T: No… we still have a Manager. We’ll dive in again when the eggheads know more. AM, C,
get them up. I want us out of here in no less than 5 minutes.
G99-C: Roger.
[C and AM lift SCP-XXXX-1 and the unit retreats into the corridor. Halfway back to our side of SCP-XXXX camera distortion cuts in and audio feed corrupts momentarily. When the capture software reboots itself, 20 seconds has passed. In this time, the team is back in the break room of our side of SCP-XXXX. SCP-XXXX-1 has woken up and is fighting against members of the MTF, with blows from the shock batons doing far less damage than last time. The rest of the team is engaged in a firefight with a figure indistinguishable from the darkness now beginning to envelop in the outer hallway. Panels shift and the contents of shelves seem to flicker in and out of existence.]
G99-T: Pull back now! It’s a changeover!
SCP-XXXX-1: Get out of here, employees only! Unhand me!
G99-C: Go to sleep. (C strikes SCP-XXXX-1 with her baton, but this time her attack bounces
back as if striking steel)
G99-T: Go, retreat now!
G99-AM: I’m losing the skip!
SCP-XXXX-1: The Authority has been called.
G99-T: Fucking leave him!
[Members of MTF Gamma-99 abandon SCP-XXXX-1 who immediately jumps into the darkness of the corridor. Members of Gamma-99 exit SCP-XXXX, narrowly avoiding a changeover event. Recording devices at this point shut off due to an excess of electromagnetic radiation and other unknown radiation effects which left the MTF unharmed. Subjects reported no strange sensations after this experience and reported a willingness to return.]
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