How did I get here-? [Purogen headcanons, SCP, other]

Displacement

*video log 30*

[*if yall are still reading this, congrats for sticking through my shit story and everything, idk*

*the scene opens in the camera view again, in purogens new cell, with him sitting on the bed, reading some papers of some sort*

[BZZZZZZZT]

*purogen quickly puts the papers away, and waits to see who it is, and as usual, it's Buckeye, sporting a very annoyed face*

Buckeye: You knocked me out!

Purogen: well hello to you, too-

*Buckeye pauses for a moment, quivering in rage*

Buckeye: Give me one good reason not to shoot you right now-

Purogen: It would be a waste of ammunition.

*Buckeye sits down at the table, red in the face*

Buckeye: Well I have good news for you, you're done.

Purogen: oh-?

Buckeye, kinda laughing to himself: you are fuuucked!

Purogen: let me guess, more "cross testing"

Buckeye: nope! Now c'mon, I don't want to keep your executioner waiting-

*Buckeye motions to leave, going outside to a NTF squad on full draw, pointing all their rifles at purogen, but sporting tasers now*

Purogen: we all know know that those guns don't work on me-

*purogen steps in behind Buckeye, and walks after him*

*after multiple twists and turns, and a very tense elevator ride, followed by more movement, they come to a large, imposing steel door, and after a moment, it opens, revealing another door, as if it was an airlock*

Purogen: what are you keeping down here-?

Buckeye: you.

Purogen: new containment-?

Buckeye: yep, you're a KETER now, and life just got worse for you.

*The second door opens, into a larger, but darker room, plated in casted iron, riveted together, with a table in the center, again, as well as a full size bed growing out of the corner area. All made of sheet metal, except for the bedding, of course*

Purogen: at least I get a bed now-

*purogen runs over to the bed, and lays down*

Purogen: wait a minute...

*purogen seems to zone out*

Purogen, angerly: NO WIFI-?!??!

Buckeye, smugly: nope!

Purogen: asshole.

Buckeye: you don't even have one-

*Buckeye and the armed guard leave the room*

*video cuts*