I asked you to write about the statue, and you wrote about Foundation 173?

Although they were both very fast, unfortunately, before Houston ran in again, his legs were still covered by the liquid.

"God...what happened to his leg."

With the panicked voice of one of the players, the camera turned to Houston, and the part below his knees disappeared.

But his body floated, as if his legs were just"invisible".

Vigo waved his hand below Houston's knees. , without any hindrance.

After a discussion, Ross decided to continue walking forward, and then they saw questions written over and over again in blood-red words on the wall.

【What happened at Site-13?】

"This phrase appears over and over again, everywhere. Command Center, isn’t this really a meme?"

After getting a negative answer, Ross decided to continue walking forward, but a minute later, an accident happened.

A flashing and transparent humanoid entity suddenly appeared near Noah.

When its feet touched the ground, The space around the landing point began to distort and deform, and gradually stabilized after the entity passed by.

Noah hung behind the entity, with obvious dislocations all over his body.

The other members immediately shot at the entity, but it was obvious that the distortion of reality was better. The trajectory of the bullet was completely changed.

Houston made a prompt decision and took out the small portable Scranton Reality Anchor and quickly activated it, and the effect was indeed good.

After the red light flashed for a few seconds, the entity transformed into a very ugly and weird elongated humanoid shape. The surrounding space reset abnormally and violently, generating a large number of pressure waves in the confined space.

But Noah could not be saved: his limbs were fused with the walls, ceiling, and floor within ten meters, and remained motionless.

Captain Ross was silent for a while. After that, they decided to move forward. On the other hand, the command promised to send"Samsara" to pick them up.

The comment area of ​​the live broadcast room

"I post here and bet on the exploration record ten times"

"The layout upstairs is still small, I think there will be 40 times"

"The black liquid described in the transcript is literally black in the video.……"

"So how can there be light here, and this black thing is like a black hole?"

"Asking means leaving blank"

"The scene where you climb the stairs is very thrilling! I took it all in when I saw it"

"Actually, don't tell me, I think it's pretty good that the legs disappeared. After all, it's not that I can't stand up, I just become invisible on various levels."

"Then you must not walk at night, I'm afraid someone will be scared and run away or beat you"

"I think wearing long pants will be fine. After all, there won’t be too much negative impact."

"So what exactly happened at Site-13?"

"It appears to be a large-scale containment breach, and the culprit is that boy."

"The image in this reality-distorting individual video is pretty good and fits my stereotype of the existence of bugs."

"It's like something wrong with a video game...especially the misalignment, it's so similar……"

"Holy shit, this bullet was like a balloon. It fell down within a few meters of flying. I’m so envious of this reality-warping ability!"

"But the problem is that it is restrained by the Scranton Reality Anchor, and this thing can also be mass-produced."

"The opening and suppressing scenes are so cool that they could be made into a science fiction movie."

"Noah was so miserable that he was cut into pieces by five horses. Stand and mourn for him for three seconds"

"All I can say is that this scene of limbs fused all over the wall is so disgusting"

"Player No. 100 has done it so many times and you’re still not used to it?"

The team continued to move forward, passing through several areas, including the ransacked infirmary, the mess hall melted into slag, and the wing of the containment unit marked"Olympia level" with a depth of no less than 100 meters. Finally, the team arrived at the telecommunications room. There was an electronic screen on the wall that sounded like wireless noise.

After the team members gathered around, a long humanoid figure curled up in the corner of a standard containment unit appeared on the screen.

"This is Barber the clown……SCP-993."

One of the people recognized what it was.

And the human figure huddled in the corner also began to speak:

"What are you going to do? Who are you?" (To read exciting novels, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

"My name is Ephraim Ross and I am an agent. Are you SCP-993?"

The unknown figure laughed strangely, and then said:

"When I was a Barber they gave me a number, but your friend he didn't like the number and said we were equal to the number. I'm not Bub, but I was... You shouldn't be here, man, you don't fit in here, like me, like us"

"Uh, what's going on here?"

Ross continued to ask.

"Emerson's dad played a tricky little game with Cosmic Ray. He wanted the box to be filled with ideas, like pain, fear, and death. He tried really hard and ended up screwing up the whole thing and we all went down with him."

Listening to SCP-993's laughter, Ross continued to ask:

"How many entities are there here? What else do you know?"

"How much, hee hee hee, everything came to Site-13. If discovered by the SCP Foundation, if caught by the Global Occult Alliance, they will be sent to this meat grinder. If we are of no use, he will use us as fertilizer"

SCP-993 paused and then said:

"Barber was lucky enough to be thrown into an interesting box and experimented on to see what sounds we would make if we were worse off than dead. But not everyone was lucky, they burned the library and blood flowed into rivers. They also did other, worse things. But Emerson's father likes it. He always looks on with cold eyes and enjoys it."

"What's worse?"

Listening to Ross's words, SCP-993, which was originally curled up, finally showed his current state.[]

Important parts of its body were severely distorted and deformed, with lacerations oozing with yellow fluid. It seemed that many body parts were missing, and one eye was also motionless.

SCP-993 stared at him and said:

"Every single thing."

At this time, Vigo's voice broke in.

"Captain, we've received some information, it seems, from survivors, we need to move forward."

"ok let's move on"

SCP-993 laughed, looked at the team going away and said loudly:

"Have fun, good boy. Don't get bitten by the dead bug, if you see Emerson's dad...beat him to death!!!"

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