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[Start Log]
Dr.████
Personnel Clearance:█
Entry Number: ███-██-█
6:17pm July ██, 2███
Dr.████: Please state your name and job for the record.
Nathan: I’m Nathaniel Douglass James Jr and I’ve been a soldier in the SCP foundation for about 13 years now.
Dr.████: Ok, tell us about your encounter with SCP-████
Nathan: It happened on July 31, █████, on my 24th birthday. My squad and I were stationed out at Site-██ in █████, ██, Canada. We thought it was a normal day, my bud Quinn didn’t even bring extra ammo due to the lack of incidents in the last few days. We were out at the shooting range when the alarm sounded. We were startled, it hadn’t happened in so long we forgot the feeling of the alarm going off. The sound that triggers that feeling of ‘I could die any second’. It was scary. So we packed up and headed back to the facility. We were met with nothing, everything was gone, our radios were silent.
Dr.████: All of Site-██ was gone?
Nathan: Yeah, nothing was there, except for a man or, thing, in a black hoodie holding a pen dripping with ink. He was sitting where the site was, er, should be. We asked him who he was, he didn’t respond. It was strange, we tried to ask him more questions but he wouldn’t respond. It wasn’t until an hour in when he finally responded. His expression changed from a lifeless stare to a sad, almost psychopathic, smile. He started talking about the foundation, and why he has to be kept there and experimented on every day.
One of the guards puts a tape labeled SCP-████-Voice_Log-1 to a TV.
Personal Video Log: Captain Nathan James Jr.
Voice Log Started: 08:16am July, 31 20██
Nathan James Jr: Hello? What’s your name?
???: [Redacted]
Nathan James Jr.: Why are you here?
???: [Unintelligible]
Quinn ████: What did he say?
Nathan James Jr:I have no clue. Sir, why are you here?
???: Why [Unintelligible].
Nathan James Jr: Yes, why are you here?
???:[Unintelligible] suffer.
Nathan James Jr: What?
???: they force me to [Unintelligible]
Nathan James Jr: They? Who’s they?
???: [Unintelligible] everyone who made me suffer.
Nathan James Jr (To walkie-talkie): Requesting backup at site-██
Hunter ██████: What is he?
Nathan James Jr: No clue. Don't think he, or it’s human
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Nathan: Yeah…
Dr.████: What happened after this?
Nathan: Well, it’s rambling turned into yelling, and his sad expression turned to an angry expression. Y’know When your mad and crying at the same time? Then, after about ██ minutes, it stopped. He went quiet and his facial expression went back to that lifeless stare.
Dr.████: Did he move at all during this?
Nathan: No. Well, barely. We turned to go back to the truck, but Hunter noticed that the man vanished. Not a trace. We all thought we were high and it was a hallucination. We were wrong because not even a minute later a giant ink creature was standing on our car.
The guard puts another tape in labeled SCP-████-V-2
Personal Video Log: Captain Nathan James Jr.
Voice Log Started: 08:57am July, 31 ████
Nathan James Jr: I think we should go get the capturing equipment from the truck.
Jake █████: I call the chloroform.
Quinn ████: Why do we have that? It rarely works.
Hunter ██████: [Chuckle], So we can see Jake get tossed around like salad.
All: [Chuckles]
[Hunter Proceeds to turn around]
Hunter ██████: Oh no.
Nathan James Jr: What?
Hunter ██████: Captain, he’s gone.
Quinn ████: Holy shit, what’s that?!
[Unintelligible screaming]
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Dr.████: What did it look like?
Nathan: It was about 12 feet tall, super skinny, and had a ink like substance dripping from it. Me, Quinn and Jake started shooting, just unloading magazines on it, didn’t do anything. And Hunter was acting strange, He said it was telling him something, that he felt the thing’s pain. It was horrifying what happened to him.
Dr.████: What happened to him?
Nathan: Hunter, well, he ████ █████ then the thug ████ ██ ███ ███ ███. I can’t unsee it, it was just horrible. We couldn’t stop to mourn because we were too scared that it would make us do the same think Hunter did. It slashed at us, missed most of the time, but the ink dripping from it was acidic. We found that out when some dropped on Jake’s leg. So he was injured and Quinn ran out of ammo. We were forced to retreat. We got near what was the break room in the facility, hid in a small divot in the ground. Quinn got to healing Jake’s wound, and I tried to slow it down, luckily it disappeared.
Dr.████: It just disappeared?
Nathan: Yeah, pretty much.
Dr.████: Anything else happen in between?
Nathan James Jr: No, nothing. We just… appeared in the break room again. It breached containment but for some reason it didn’t leave its cell? It’s something I’m trying to forget so it’s a little foggy, I’ll see if the others could tell their side of the story.
Dr.████: Yes that would be nice.
Nathan: I doubt they would. They haven’t been as talkative as they used to. The incident had quieted them.
Dr.████: A shame, thank you for your time.
[End log]
