“Thank GOD we’re here.” Sydney thanked no one in particular while setting Jacqui down of the floor next to the computer modem. It was a dark room, there were a few shelves with some binders and books on them, a desk with a computer on it, and a window that looked into an empty dark room which Sydney assumed was 049’s cell. She began to access the computer but paused for a second. “Hey SCP-049 would you mind keeping watch?” Sydney asked the third member of their party.
“Certainly, miss Sydney.” He replied and walked to the door to stand watch.
Sydney got in the computer rather easily surprised that there wasn’t a password to get into the files. Then again, when you’re at a facility with this security, you don’t really need to worry about hackers, right? She clicked on the files folder and saw there were way too many SCPs to go through at one time. Sighing somewhat nervously she moved the mouse to the search bar and clicked on it. Before she continued she glanced behind her at the SCP currently with her. He leaned against the door frame staring off into the darkness of the hallway silently. Quickly Sydney moved her fingers, typing in SCP-049, and hitting enter. A file came up and she clicked on it.
SCP-049’s file was uneventful at first, simply explaining the procedures to be taken when moving him from location to location and what containment procedures were to be kept at all times. Then, however, the file moved onto the description of 049, saying that skin to skin contact with 049 was incredibly lethal to humans and causes them to suffer and die within moments to the initial touch! So thats what he meant by ‘touch most lethal’. She was not going to get too close to him..ever. The file also stated that SCP-049’s mask was a park of his BODY?! What kind of inhuman thing WAS he? Intrigued now, she read further.
The file read that 049 killed through touch but then dissected his human victims and fused them with both known and unknown chemicals. Sydney shivered and glanced back at the calm SCP keeping watch for her. Twenty minutes after dissection the people would REANIMATE?! Sydney’s eyes were glued to the screen as she scrolled. The reanimated humans would be docile and slow until coming in contact with another human when they would chase after them and kill the living human! Sydney clicked out of the file. She was done, never touching SCP-049 EVER and hopefully leaving him after he helps them escape...alive.
The next SCP that Sydney looked up was obvious: SCP-682, the one who destroyed Appleton. Sydney’s eyes widened as the first thing that was written in 682’s file was that ‘SCP-682 must be destroyed as soon as possible’. The file told her that as of right now there are no capable ways of being able to destroy SCP-682, only to contain him. Sydney put a hand up to her face in shock. How were they going to stop 682 from destroying all of Wisconsin?
She read further revealing that SCP-682 is a creature of unknown origin, that is extremely intelligent. So intelligent actually that it was able to type and have a conversation with another SCP in the facility, a computer. SCP-682’s strength, speed and reflexes are all extremely high level and it can even morph its body to be able to resist different attacks that affect it. Its regenerative abilities are astounding, so much so that Sydney clicked out of the SCP’s file so as not to discourage her further.
Sydney glanced through a few more SCP files before remembering what she overheard from the soldiers earlier. SCP-008 was its name. She typed the number into the search box and observing the results found it was in fact the zombie disease, which has been noted in many movies. What she read about it sent shivers down her spine, 100% infectivity, 100% lethality. She closed her eyes and took a deep breath before continuing her read. The disease was not airborne or waterborne but transmitted only through exposed mucous membranes and all bodily fluids.
The file went on to talk about the symptoms of the disease. Flu-like symptoms with high fever, some big words that apparently resemble gangrene, slower blood flow, metabolism decrease, and a whole bunch of other symptoms that sounded bad but Sydney was able to fully understand. Sydney sighed and was about to keep reading against her will but was interrupted by the voice of 049.
“Pardon me, miss Sydney.” SCP-049 interrupted Sydney’s search. Sydney turned to him.
“Yeah?” She replied.
“I have an ally here in this facility would you accept his invitation to join in our escape?” He asked. Sydney stared at him blankly for a second before replying.
“Is he another SCP?” Sydney wondered.
“Yes, I believe his title is SCP-173.” He replied matter-of-factly. Sydney’s heart dropped as she remembered that was the monster that was killing the soldiers from earlier.
“LOVELY!” Sydney said with her classic sarcasm. “As long as he doesn’t kill me or my friend.” Sydney replied before returning her gaze to the computer monitor.
“The only reason I ask this at this present moment is that I hear him coming down the hallway.” He added.
“WHAT!?” Sydney whipped her head away from the computer toward the door and laid her eyes upon a statue. She recognized the shape of it as the silhouetted figure from earlier.
“Ah, you are looking well, my friend.” 049 greeted the statue. “These two ladies are aiding in our escape it would be a large hindrance for them to to die now, so please be on your best behavior.”
Sydney closed her eyes slightly angry at some of the things said by the SCP, when she opened them she jumped. The statue was MUCH closer than before. “What the --!?” Sydney shouted, cutting herself off before she said something to make them angry.
“I almost forgot to mention that SCP-173 can only become mobile when no human is looking at him.” SCP-049 explained.
“So he’s like a weeping angel.” Sydney stated and 049 tilted his head at her.
“Weeping angel?” He questioned.
“Uh, m-modern terminology.” Sydney explained. She cautiously turned back to the computer screen, David Tennent yelling in her head the entire time.
“What is wrong with this one?” A new voice was heard once again catching Sydney’s attention she turned and gasped inwardly as she saw 173 hovering above her unconscious friend.
“She’s unconscious PLEASE be gentle with her!” Sydney cautioned. The unconscious girl suddenly stirred.
“I think she’s waking up.” The new voice said once again when Sydney glanced back at the glowing screen. Sydney sighed, how was she supposed to get anything done with this happening, at least 049 was mostly quiet. Out of Sydney’s sight the other girl stirred more and even cracked her eyes open. Her head was pounding beyond belief. She jumped when she opened her eyes, there was some weird statue thing with the creepiest face she’s seen in a while merely inches from her face. Not knowing there was wall behind her when she jumped, she hit the back of her head on it causing her head to ricochet and headbutt the statue, which did not move in response to the blow.
“SYYDNEYY!!” Jacqui yelled loudly as she covered her eyes in pain. Sydney jumped hearing her friend’s voice and whipped around to her 173 now in a standing position.
“ABOUT TIME you wake up!!” Sydney complained while relief washed over her that her friend was alright.
“She breathes!” 049 exclaimed.
“Sydney what’s happening? Who are these guys, where are we?” Jacqui started spouting questions. Sydney took a deep breath, not very happy that she needs to relive everything that happened while her friend was unconscious. Sydney smiled at her friend.
“Jacqui this is SCP-173 and SCP-049.” Sydney introduced, 049 taking a slight bow as his name was said. Jacqui’s eyes grew wider at their names and turned to her friend for an explanation. “Remember 682, Jacqui?” Sydney asked sarcastically.
“How could I forget?” Jacqui replied with the same about of sarcasm.
“Well, we happened to stumble RIGHT into the facility that it escaped from and these two are going to help us escape this place so PLEASE be on your best behavior or things might turn out badly.” Sydney told her friend sarcastically for the most part, scraping her thumb against her neck in the way that suggested death as she said the word ‘badly’. Jacqui gulped a little bit. She saw 049 move out of the corner of her eye and looked over to him to see him mimicking the movement Sydney did before raising his arms in a questioning manner. Jacqui blinked and the statue to held up its arms in a questioning manner. Jacqui’s eyes narrowed at the statue and she purposely blinked, only to reveal the statue in yet a different position. What the heck was going on here?!
“Why is this place so goddamn dark?” Jacqui complained. “God my head hurts.” She sighed as she stood up to her feet and held a hand onto her pounding head.
“I AM classified as a doctor perhaps I could be of assistance.” SCP-049 spoke up and Jacqui turned to look at him.
“Thanks for the offer 049 but its just Jacqui, she’s fine. She just likes to complain.” Sydney quickly stated before Jacqui could reply.
“If you are certain miss Sydney.” 049 acknowledged.
“Hey Jacqui come over here and help figure this out.” Sydney demanded and Jacqui began to walk toward her friend but paused and turned to 173.
“Sorry for totally headbutting you.” Jacqui apologized to the statue who didn’t move or reply to her apology. Jacqui then continued to walk toward her friend, her back now facing the SCP.
“I’m sure I hurt you more than the other way around.” A voice said behind her. Jacqui assumed that must be the voice of the statue. Jacqui turned and gave him the best fake smile she could muster, knowing that the comment she so desperately wanted to shoot back at him might get her and Sydney killed.