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Chapter 4: The Crybaby

The security guards saw us, and raised their rifles. 035 got behind the brick wall whilst 049 and I rushed up to the barrel of their weapons. A couple of bullets hit the Doctor and myself for that matter, but we kept rushing through and began tearing the guards to bloody pieces (or in the Doctor's case, 'cure' them.) until there were bodies all over the ground, soaked with a red liquid on the ground. 

"Oh my, the victims of the disease have finally been cured. I am one step closer in completing my goal in life." The Doctor told us out loud as my masked friend walked past the open doorway. 

"I would have helped ya with the guards but... this human body that I possess can be shot and destroyed quite easily, sorry..." 035 told me, but I tilted my head in confusion. After all, I didn't need help taking out those things that trapped me here.

Eventually we stepped over the dead bodies carefully, and opened the next door. But as we did this, the two large checkpoint doors closed automatically behind us, which didn't bother us st all. We began walking down the metal floors for what seemed like years, until we came across a room with several pipes leaking a strange black smoke and what appeared to be a small metal bridge with railings to the other side. It did not stop either of my friends, so I did not slow down the pace either. We got to the other side safely, and opened the door to reveal more tunnel-shaped hallways. There were three ways we could go; Left, Forward and Right. I was hoping we went right because it might've been the right decision, however my two companions decided to head towards the left door, so I followed them. My masked friend pushed the button roughly, and we came across an odd hallway. It was like a normal metal-covered hallway, but with a door to the far right, and a chair next to that particular door. I looked up from the door and saw something eerie about this particular room. There was a camera tracking our every move. It looked brand new. 049 stepped up beside me and rested a hand on my shoulder, which was safe because I wasn't human. 

"Those cameras are the Foundation's new instalments. They track movement of every physical being that enters this room." He told me, and I looked slightly confused why they needed a camera here. 

"Well, you see... we are outside of the Warhead room, and that means security is higher standard than any normal hallway in the Heavy Containment Zone." He quickly added, noticing how confused I was. I looked at him, then back at the camera. I shrugged it off, and the three of us kept going. We passed through hallway after hallway, until we came to a stop at a darker hallway with three doors ahead; Far right, Close right and forward. It startled me on how humans designed their facilities, but I didn't ask the Doctor nor my masked friend, not wanting to get too deep within the humans' past. Back to the task at hand, 035 approached the door in front of us, and opened it. We came across a room with a door in front of us, a window to our right that revealed some sort of power room, and a door to our closer right. Then we heard crying come from inside the room. 

"What the- how did you get in here?!" The human yelled out, and an extremely skinny creature with skeletal features moved away from the shadows inside the room, stopping it's crying. The human guard began to walk away from the creature as it suddenly charged at him, causing a gunshot to each throughout the rooms, and then blood covered the windows we were looking through. Then the door to our close-right opened, which led us into the power room. Once inside, I didn't find the body of the human anywhere, just a pile of blood everywhere. I looked up and saw the face of the skinny creature. It had blood all over it's hands, which were gigantic clawing machines, then he had the blood-covered chin. His mouth was wide open and stopped crying after I looked at it. 035 quickly noticed what I was doing, and tried to calm the creature down.

"Hey 096, don't be mad at our friend. He may seem similar to one, but he isn't. He's with us, after all. Come on buddy... don't be so shy all the time..." he tried to convince this '096' to stop getting angry, but I suddenly heard a scream come from the beast as it started moving towards me at huge speed, ready to tear me to shreds.

I thought I was going to die, so I closed my eyes and waited for the end. No pain ever came. I opened my eyes slowly to see 096's legs wrapped in some sort of black tentacle that appeared to be coming from the side of my masked friend. Eventually However, 096 broke free and ran at me at a slower pace than before, slightly tired after escaping. I extended my arms in front of my body as protection against his impact, which he bit down and attempted to tear striaght through them. It did succeed, but every time it tore my arms off, they would simply regenerate as if nothing happened. 096 must've thought I was either dead, or something it could not tear through, so it got up from the cold metal floor, and left the power room.

"Well, it appears your SCP classification would be very high if you could survive and constantly regenerate against 096's attacks..." the Doctor finally spoke, which didn't surprise me so far in my journey full of strange beings, and I was one of them.

"Yeah, that type of healing is 682-level stuff right there..." 035 added, keeping his smile shown on his mask. After I exhaled the pain from most parts of my body, I got up and tiredly walked over to the door on the other end of the room. The Doctor helped walk me over to the other end whilst 035 flipped a couple of switches behind us. He caught up to us, and we opened the door. We proceeded outside and continued walking down the corridor. Then, I heard 096 crying from several hallways down from us, despite the countless closed metal doors... 

That Crybaby never runs out of tears, huh.