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Exploration Log XXXX-I
D-373270 is a 26 year old Caucasian American male. Psychological background concluded positive for both psychopathic tendencies and kleptomania, he has a past record of [redacted]. He was given a 10 km rope, a backpack with supplies that can last upwards of one week, a chest mounted camera, a radio mounted to his front right shoulder, and a flashlight mounted to his front left shoulder.
D-373270 and the researchers set up a base of operations at the entrance of the apartment. They set up a rope reel of that had 10 km of rope and could be retracted by an engine motor. The d-class was given instructions by the team of researchers lead by Dr. Bishop.
The apartment room was a large open white void that contained open hallways, closed off corridors with square rooms attached to them, and stairways that connected both the hallways and the corridors. Furniture could be seen in some hallways showing either ceramic kitchen counter tops or a small table with a mirror, a family photo, and a vase with wilting roses.
Once inside, the d-class followed orders silently. As D-373270 was coming across a branching pathway between a staircase going up and one going down, a voice known as XXXX-2 had spoke in the voice of a young child.
SCP-XXXX: Uh, hello, my name is Sal. Can you please leave.
D-373270: Where are you, is there a place we can meet up?
SCP-XXXX: No. I don't want to talk to strangers. Please, just leave my home.
Dr. Bishop and her team were discussing how to deal with SCP-XXXX and told the d-class to stop speaking without their permission. The d-class went against orders and spoke anyways.
D-373270: Look, I want to help you out. I have a group of friends who also want to help you. But you first have to talk to me. What is this place. I know you call it your home, but why is it so different from other places I've been in?
SCP-XXXX: Because this is my home. My domain. Now, can you please leave? I don't want company.
Dr.Bishop: Hello Salvador. My name is Dr. Bishop, but please call me Clara. I'm trying to help you with a team of experts and we need to know why you created this space.
SCP-XXXX: This space is for entertainment. My father likes video games and paintings and my mom likes movies. So I created a realm where all three of those possibilities are made real.
Dr. Bishop: Is that the case? Look, we want to know, where are your parents? They haven't showed up to work and we're worried sick about them. Please, can we just talk?
SCP-XXXX was silent for over one hour of communication. Afterwards D-373270 proceeded forward as per Dr. Bishops instructions.
After another hour of exploring a tv could be heard playing a children tv show. The d-class approached the noise of the television to a living room and on the tv was the children's show XX XXX. The closer he got to it, the more broken the researchers video feed was. D-373270 sat down on a couch and started to snack on food while watching the video, he was heard miming the opening theme song on the television.
Dr. Bishop: Please turn of the television, it is interfering with our contact with you.
D-373270: But I like this show. One of my guests played it for her kid when she resting at my place. It brings be back to the good ol' days.
Dr. Bishop: Fine, after this episode is done continue on your path and try not to stand to close to anything that gives off electrical output.
D-373270: Copy that.
After the current episode ends, D-373270 leaves the living room, following additional orders while talking to Dr. Bishop. The d-class continues up a staircase and visualization flips upside down. When told to turn the camera over, the d-class is confused because, where his view did not change, the researchers view did. He rotated the camera and continued down the path. After an additional three hours he sat down at a fork in the road and ate more snacks. As he was eating a blue RC rover rolled by him and pointed its camera at him.
D-373270: Oh hey their bud.
The D-Class talked while eating and waved at the RC rover.
Dr. Bishop: Please follow that RC car, someone has to be controlling it.
D-373270: After my dinner, I can only do so much on an empty stomach.
He said eating his food and speaking in between bites. The RC rover looked at him for about five minutes. On the body of the RC rover a yellow light flashed at him, then it turned red and the RC drove off to the right fork in the road.
Dr. Bishop: Please follow that RC rover.
D-373270: Nah.
The D-Class proceeded down the left fork in the road. Behind him the RC rover zoomed across the floor and blinked a green, then yellow, then red light at him. It started to pulsate red, it stopped flashing the color at him, then it zoomed off.
Dr. Bishop: If you do not follow that RC rover we will consider your premature extermination.
D-373270: Like I give a toss. You admit were gonna do it anyways. Might as well see what's down this forbidden corridor before I die a meaningless death.
As he walked down the corridor a loud thumping could be heard from around the corner, D-373270 stops, mutes the radio, and waits to see what comes around the corner. Coming from around the bend, a large green robot with a humanoid head, a spotlight on its back, and with a pair of large legs and a pair of long arms looks at D-373270. Although no noise from either party was made for approximately 5 seconds the d-class is subtly moving backwards, the entity henceforth known as XXXX-3 charges at D-373270 running on all fours miming the movement of a race horse to which the d-class turns around and runs away screaming.
On the researchers end, they started to retract the rope at speed around 10 kph. At the rate it was going, the rope would have pulled D-373270 to the researchers in approximately 20 minutes. However, D-373270 found the RC rover and ran towards it, he turned the radio back online and yelled into it, the loud machinery of XXXX-3 could be heard in the background.
D-373270: Okay fine, you wanna hear hear it? You're right. You're fucking right. Now. I don't wanna leave this place, I want to learn more about it. I don't want to die just yet. So, help me help you, I'mma follow this RC if you stop tugging against this rope. We'll talk more once everything's calmed down.
The researchers reluctantly agreed to stop the generator from pulling the rope and allowed D-373270 to continue exploring.
The d-class runs down a hallway behind the RC rover, who stops at a stairway, he picks up the rover, runs up the stairs with it in hand, suddenly the perspective is turned left, and he places the RC back on the ground to which it zooms down. XXXX-3 is heard charging after them, D-373270 off camera turns his head around to look behind him, and screams once more, he ducks, and a massive robotic hand is seen 50 meters ahead of them connected to a chain that pulls back at an increasingly fast pace. The d-class picks up the rover, rolls out of the way of the hand, and runs with the rover covering the camera footage.
The robot that was chasing them is heard in the background firing a second hand at them, but it misses and smashes into a wall. He ducks underneath the chain and runs down the corridor to which the camera on the RC points towards a door, the d-class looks at the camera, then runs through the door, and falls down a flight of stairs. The perspective of the camera is upside down looking right. He lets go of the RC rover and lays on the floor, despite the robot behind behind them, it does not follow them down.
After three minutes, D-373270 gets up and looks at the RC rover who spins around in circles. He gets up, adjusts the camera of his chest, and follows it. It's at this point the d-class had suffered bruises all along his body, a few fractured ribs, and a sprained ankle. He follows the RC for approximately 2 hours. After sitting down for a rest, the RC spins in circles for several seconds before driving off into the unknown.
D-373270: You know, maybe staying here was a terrible fucking idea. Maybe I should have just stayed in my cell. Maybe you guys should send a MTF in here and not a lonely fucking d-class.
Dr. Bishop: Can you speak up, we cannot hear you clearly through our end.
D-373270: I said you guys are doing an upstanding job and I love hearing your beautiful enigmatic voice, Mrs Bishop.
Dr. Bishop: It's Dr. Bishop, and was that sarcasm?
D-373270: No, I'm behind honest. Your man is a lucky man. I'm kinda jealous actually. When I was a kid I always wanted to be with someone happier than me, I guess that never happened.
Dr. Bishop: Whoever said I was happy?
D-373270: When you were talking to me on the other side of the radio to keep me company, you seemed more than happy enough to mention your task force counterpart. You know, that begs the question. Why the fuck isn't he in here with his crew of misfits?
Dr. Bishop: This conversation is not professional, I'm ending it now before it becomes worse so.
D-373270: You libs never know when to lighten up.
After this the d-class started to consume canned beans raw, without cooking them and without a spoon. When told he had the means to cook it and eat it proper, he sneered and continued to drink the contents in the container. After several minutes the d-class looked up then jumped on his feet, and looked at a blue android designated as XXXX-1.
D-373270: Who in the hell are you?
XXXX-1: My name is Protocol 7. I was the one controlling Warthog and I am currently the only one you can trust to navigate this maze.
XXXX-1 spoke in a voice very similar to that of D-373270, however, it was given a more robotic undertone as it was stitching together words and letters.
D-373270: Why are you talking like that, you look like a lady bot, shouldn't you talk like one at least?
XXXX-1:** I am speaking like a woman. Or at least I thought?
D-373270: No, I am a man, a woman sounds much more… uh domineering.
Dr. Bishop: That is not true. Return to use with the android and we'll reconsider your execution trial.
D-373270: Hear that? That was a woman.
XXXX-1: I see now, thank you.
The android spoke in the voice of Dr. Bishop, albeit a crude recreation of her voice.//
D-373270: So, where are we going, I don't want to return without a souvenir. I can't keep you on my knick-knack shelf.
XXXX-1: If that's the case, then follow me to my masters control room.
Dr. Bishop: You are to return-
The d-class turned off the radio but the researchers could still hear him through his chest-mounted-camera. The research team reluctantly agreed to allow the d-class to follow XXXX-1, in the meantime they were preparing a MTF recovery team for the android.
As D-373270 followed the entity, they both talked about SCP-XXXX and his missing parents who the entity has very little information on. As with the official records from the apartment manager, the android confirmed that the three people missing were in fact the Hernandez family and that SCP-XXXX was their child. As they continued, D-373270 stopped for a rest and told the SCP that he was tired and wanted to sleep. The android told the d-class to follow him and they found themselves a bedroom. The d-class asked the android to take off the rope attaching him to the researchers, and he fell asleep in the bedroom while the SCP stood guard outside with the detached rope.
MTF Xi-9 "Tasmanian Devils" was created and was lead by Xi-9 Bishop for a recovery mission with a main priority to require XXXX-1. The crew was made of a small band of former soldiers, marines, and navy seal operatives that were all specialized in recovery operations. After their mission brief, they were each equipped with video cameras and armed themselves to deal with XXXX-3.
They entered the apartment and did a general sweep of the main area, finding the previously destroyed android, recovering it, and going deeper into the apartment. After following the rope for about two and a half hours, the leading member peered around a corner and caught a glimpse of XXXX-3. Research team told them that it was known hostile and was to be dealt with by force.
Leading Xi-9 operative was ordered to fire upon the robot and a fire fight ensued. After grenades were thrown at it and its left leg was heavily damaged, the band of soldiers advanced upon it. XXXX-3 shot its rights hands at one of the exposed soldiers who fired blindly at it. the Xi-9 operative was then grabbed from behind and pulled back by one of the fellow MTF members. He fell on his back and gave a thumbs up. After recuperating, the soldiers splintered off into two groups. Where as half of the MTF would continue with the fire fight, the other half would try to flank the robot.
Off camera XXXX-1 heard the gunshots and followed the noise. D-373270 kept sleeping despite the heavy commotion.
After several minutes of back and forth between the ground unit of the MTF and the hostile XXXX-3, the other half of Xi-9 found themselves directly above the hostile robot. One of the younger members took initiative and threw a grenade upwards, and due to the properties of the place they were in, the grenade fell down onto the back of the hostile in between the head and the spotlight of XXXX-3. The explosion from by the grenade caused the spotlight on its back to catch on fire and it blew the head clean off of the body. XXXX-3 then retreated up a nearby staircase and into a closed room. The MTF recuperated and entered the doorway only to find a massive pitfall that lead to another hallway estimated to be 100 meters below them.
MTF Xi-9 declared the hostile missing and went about the rest of their mission with caution. They followed the rope where they met, secured, and contained XXXX-1. Although the android wanted to bring D-373270 back, it was deemed an unnecessary risk due to his internal injuries and the possibilities of the hostile XXXX-3 following them and they returned several hours later with the android without further incident.
