Transcript of video footage of MTF Epsilon-1 "Fireflies" entry on territory of object
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Note:MTF Epsilon-1 “Fireflies” consists of 5 people and was created to fight against corporeal, alternating, and incorporeal entities associated with occult thaumaturgic practices. The detachment is armed with various technical and occult devices necessary to counter and capture the above objects. Frequent work in dark conditions and the specifics of objects forces the group to use headlamps even when there is a risk of detection - target entities are usually poorly observed through night vision devices. During combat exits, the NVD and the thermal imager are used only by two fighters, leading and closing, monitoring the situation at long distances, while the rest of the staff make direct observation at short distances (in the area of the lights).
A day before the operation (in the daytime), a D-class employee studied the camp area superficially and did not find anything suspicious. The research program involved a number of additional entries, including night ones. On ██ / ██ / ████ at around 23:40, Incident 1373-1 occurred, resulting in the disappearance of an observer on duty near gates of the facility. After examining the fragmentary messages, a responsible officer decided to call the MTF Ipsilon-1 “Fireflies” to provide search of missing agent and entity which attacked him.
Start of footage
Moonless night, visibility is extremely low. The frame shows four fighters with their headlights on, standing in a row. The commander briefly instructs group and they begins to move in a “rhombus" with the closing fifth operator along a broken asphalt road. Inscription "Welcome!" above the rusty metal gate appears out of darkness.
Y-1 Commander(whispering): First, fourth, off the lights.
Leading and closing operators turned off the headlamps and switched to night vision.
The group moves along the asphalt path in the camp.
Y-1 First(whispering): Target! For eleven hours, two hundred meters, near a pair of spruces. Motionless.
Y-1 Commander(whispering): Copy that, observing.
The group slows down and moves crouched.
Y-1 First(whispering): All-clear. This is a bugler statue.
Y-1 Commander(whispering): Cancel. First, shot the head. Regular ammo.
Leading fighter makes a shot from a silenced sniper rifle. The head of the statue explodes with a little blast. Nothing unusual happens.
Y-1 Commander(whispering):Move on, we already made too much noise. To dining building, forward.
The group takes positions near the walls and looks in windows. A second fighter throws a █████████ gas through the window and the group enters. The camera captures an abandoned kitchen area covered with layers of dust. Metal cutlery, plates, large pots and other utensils are everywhere. Suddenly, something rumbling in the next to kitchen room.
Y-1 Commander(in small voice):Third, position!
An operator carefully peeks into the doorway with camera on a tripod and examines the image using different types of recording.
Y-1 Third:Nobody! Small premise with gas stoves.
Y-1 Commander: Black grenade.
The third throws a grenade into the room. After detonation, the group enters the room, almost completely covered with black soot. Operator number two examines the premise with a Coll counter.
Y-2 Second: Clear. Eleven Colls, without disturbings. Probably just a rat.
The detachment enters the dining room, illuminated through windows by moon which came out from clouds. Holding up at the entrance and visually checking the hall, the group begins to move along the rows of tables.
Having examined the building, MTF quickly moves to the administrative block. After a cursory inspection of the first floor, group goes up and enters the office with a glass "Director" sign. The attention of the operators is attracted by a large number of documents scattered on the floor, sheets torn from books and notebooks, empty cardboard folders "CASE" with the inscriptions "ССД" and various dates. On the sheets are signs of searing, probably somebody tried to burn papers. The MTF commander orders the operators to pick up documents which they consider to be important.
Y-1 Third: Commander, here.
Number three shows the open box in the wall. On video footage appears the on / off toggle switch and the round knob with scale of “0 - 1/4 -1/2 - 3/4 - 1”.
Y-1 Commander: I doubt that here it is on our part. Okay, stay vigilant, we are moving to a residential block.
The detachment goes into a three-story residential building. The soldiers inspect the first floor and find traces of dragging on a dusty wooden floor, but there are no traces of steps.
Y-1 Commander(in small voice): In series. Basement first.
The group goes down as quietly as possible. In a whisper, the commander reminds that the class D employee has not examined this premise. Below, a slightly flooded technical room with rusty pipes and a fuse box is found. In the end of a coridor located an unclosed door. The first operator throws two grenades at once inside - a marker "black" and a gas one. Upon entering, the group discovers a strange, rusty round structure containing several antennas and a broken pear-shaped glass object in the center. The walls of the room are covered with wires and sound insulation.
Y-1 Commander(whispering):What the hell was going on here? Are we needed here?
The group returns to the first floor and moves to the stairs.
Y-1 Second(whispering): Ahead. That is legs.
The group observes human legs hanging from the second floor, visible approximately to the knees. The leading operator quickly runs into the staircase and takes up a fighting position. After the commander’s climbing, the camera captures a body hanging on the railing of the second-floor platform. The subject's face is completely hidden under an indefinite white substance. The group goes up.
Fourth(whispering): This is our agent. What is on his face?
The third fighter removes part of the substance with a stone took from the floor and studies it. The corpse's mouth opens slightly, expelling a large stream of viscous white matter.
Y-1 Third(whispering): Commander, I think it’s in our wheelhouse. That is a toothpaste.
Fourth(whispering): A wonderful nap time.
Y-1 Commander(whispering): Gather. Move on.
The squad examines bedrooms on the second floor. All unusual or interesting finds are noted by fighters non-verbally. A beam of light catches metal beds, abandoned children's things, toys, notebooks. Commander orders to take one of them, with the inscription in pen "Diary of ████ ███████". Operators inspect the rest room on the second floor. A large mirror hangs on the wall next to a dusty old piano.
Y-1 Second(whispering in extremely low voice): Mirror.
Y-1 Commander(whispering): Copy that. Prepare counter.
Y-1 Second(whispering in extremely low voice): Сommander, you don’t understand. There wasn’t one in D-guy`s video. I mean, it was broken.
Y-1 Commander(whispering): Fuck that. Engaging!
The group takes up positions, the commander shoots the mirror with pistol. The glass shatters, revealing a corridor that goes into darkness.
Y-1 Second(whispering in extremely low voice): Extradimensinoal one, there must be outdoors behind this wall.
The third fighter breaks and throws green CLSs into the tunnel with force. The glow sticks fly about 1.5 meters and bounce off an invisible obstacle. The "corridor" turns out to be a small room.
Y-1 Second(whispering in extremely low voice): A sideshow. Darkness isnt real.
Y-1 Commander: That doesn't negate the extradimensionality. We shall take measurements and leave.
Measurement with a Call counter gives no results again. The group goes into the next room and, suddenly, a faint sound of piano playing appears on the recording. The melody being played is simple and does not contain fragments that are unpleasant for listeners, but it's causes unrelated to informational danger rejection. The squad urgently returns to the room with the mirror. The piano is closed.
The melody recovered from records. Listening is safe
Y-1 Commander: It's not from here. Back to stairs
The group was returning when they found out that the sound is coming from the third floor. Having gone upstairs, the fighters take positions on the landing. At the end of a long corridor, a slightly hovering dark figure in loose robes appears from around a corner.
Y-1 Commander(shouting): Enemy! Fire needlers!
Second and third fighters shooting target with needle-throwers. Special EM-needles and covered with [REDACTED] needles aren't causing any damage to it. Figure, staring straightly forward, starts to smoothly floating along the coridor to detachment, without changing speed. Recorded melody drops to low notes, changing sounding to the "rough".
Y-1 Commander: Prepare the webs! Throw them, do it! Second, set a blocking!
Fighter number two runs towards the figure, throws two devices connected by wire a couple of meters away from it, and returns. The entity passes through the thread without causing any effects. The operator spills salt and pins, but the figure goes through them too. Several magnetic nets from grenade launchers and a pair of gas grenades fly into the target. To no avail.
Being desperate, the commander uses a high-explosive rifle grenade and blows up the corridor, dropping down a fragment of the ceiling. A blockage which formed in front of the entity is not a serious obstacle for an ordinary person. The figure stops and silently looks ahead. It becomes possible to see the ash-gray face of an elderly woman with a complete lack of emotions and facial expressions. The figure stands motionless for a while, then silently turns back in the air and follows different way through the next bedroom.
Y-1 Commander(shouting): Faster, until she come back! Place the table across the stairs, and we're leaving!
The operators blocked the area with debris and furniture, setting up SCP-████ candles and another magnetic trap for safety. The group runs down to the second floor stair landing and remains there. After an unusually loud "click" sound, the "rough" melody disappears. On the recording, only the heavy breathing of the squad is audible.
The commander orders to go downstairs with gestures, while he himself looks into the corridor of the second floor. The camera captures an empty room. The group descends lower. Suddenly, number four screaming for help. Turning around, the operator captures a black entity standing below the platform of the second floor, pulling the operator’s wrist. Losing his balance, number four falls to the floor, a figure dragging him up the stairs.
Operators two and three open fire with normal and needle weapons, and then try to drag numbers four by the legs. After a few seconds of resistance, the figure gives up attempts to drag the victim up and suddenly begins to strangle it. The actions of the squad do not cause any effect. The figure continues to strangle number four, although he no longer shows signs of life.
Y-1 Commander(shouting): Everyone out! Retreat!
The further video sequence contains chaotically changing frames of the group running along the central alley. Visibility was satisfactorily good after moon came out from clouds and the team turned off their headlamps.
A barely audible piano melody appears on the video.
Y-1 First: She's here! On left, among the trees!
The dark figure moves very quickly across the way and closes path to the entrance gate.
Y-1 Commander(shouting): Scatter! Go to the rally point through the forest!
The group breaks up into parts and moves in different directions. The commander continues to move among the thickets alone. The melody sound disappeared. Somewhere nearby, a short burst of rifle fire and a single shout are heard, a little later - the clap of a grenade. The operator slowly moves forward, only the crunch of branches and the rustle of leaves are heard on the recording. The moon briefly sets behind a cloud and visibility is reduced to a minimum. The commander turns on the headlamp. The image is briefly blinded, then tree branches illuminated by the lantern become visible. A dark figure stands directly opposite the commander. Three low "rough" notes sound out of nowhere. The figure grabs operator, interrupting the video recording.
End of recording
Results of the operation: commander of MTF Upsilon-1 "Fireflies" missed and was declared dead, his radio tag was active for ten minutes after the attack and ceased functioning on territory of the residential block. The bodies of operators number four and number three (blew himself up with a grenade in the forest) were evacuated during the daytime by D-class personnel. The rest of the group successfully left the camp and carried important documents with them. Until the development of methods for actively countering the anomaly, entry into the camp is prohibited.