Site-113.

Chapter 24. SCP-079.

Upon reaching the aquarium, I shot a concentrated ball of flame into the blast door. It made a molten hole about the size of the one I made last time. I stepped through the door and healed it as I went through to the other side.

The SCP-3199 were still just as unamused to see me, and practically didn't even recognize my entrance. I paid it just as little mind as they did to me, and I walked to the bar door.

As I opened the door, I saw Reptile had almost finished the contraption he had been working on. I walked over to him and put the HDD drive down on the table along with the Go-Pro camera.

"Hey, Rep. Long time no see."

Reptile nodded toward me and continued his work. "Thank you for bringing me those pieces... now all I need is a TV screen."

I put a hand on my chin, pondering where the closest screen would be. "Maybe the display screen on the front of the aquarium will do?"

Rep hummed a dissatisfied tone. "I guess... it does have the right proportions I suppose."

I nodded. "Sounds good. If you want another one later down the road, I'm sure the MTF can hook you up with something."

Rep raised an eyebrow curiously. "The MTF? They're still here?"

I shrugged. "I'll take you to them after you're done with your SCP-079 project."

Reptile returned his attention to the mech suit he was building, and I turned around to go look for the TV screen.

It should be right around the corner here... Ah, here we are. The screen was hanging right above the closed blast door at the entrance, and I thought about how I might get it down.

I could see the wall outlet it was plugged into. Either I'd need to find something to climb with, or I had to fly very carefully.

This time I better not mess up left and right again, I guess.

I carefully ascended up towards the TV screen and stopped giving thrust with my right hand. I carefully brought my hand to the outlet... and I pulled it out! Now all I need is to detach the screen itself from the wall and we're good.

I started carefully melting the wall attachments off, before only one remained. I brought my left hand up in preparation for when it would inevitably fall down, and melted the last attachment.

The screen fell down for a split second, before I caught it in my left hand. The screen was off-balance since I only held it with one hand, however, and I panicked throwing my still-flaming right hand to the screen in order to catch it.

My finger melted right through the flatscreen tv... and I knew I needed to find another one immediately. I threw the screen to the floor in anger, and it cracked into tiny pieces.

That could have gone better. Maybe you should try finding a TV that isn't hanging 3 meters off the floor.

I angrily snarled and dropped to the floor once more. 'Yeah, good idea...'

56... 57... ah, here we go. 58. This is where the foundation stored screens of various sizes.

I melted the door lock off and stepped into the room. Turns out there was no need for me to melt the lock, because after taking another look at where I thought the door lock would be, I found there was none. Eh, no matter. All that really matters is I got the door open.

I looked around the room and to my horror, the tv screens were haphazardly stacked with no regard for the screens' safety.

I carefully moved one flatscreen after another, most of them were completely cracked or ruined as a result of their poor stacking. Eventually after shoving aside a heartbreaking number of good screens, I found an old box-tv. Its shape had thankfully preserved the delicate glass of the screen and I let out a thankful sigh.