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Currently its 5:25 AM, I'm currently hiding under my couch. SCP 106 is on the loose, and since he goes for people under 25, I have to remain put.  I am terrified for my life, and as far as I know he has not been caught since the alarm and light have not turned off.  Holy shit someone just opened my door, oh sweet baby Jesus its him! I don't think he can see me, I think it's the end for me.  Oh goodness hes lifting up the couahkfkwgkkahh..........

I don't know what time it is, I'm somewhere that's dark, and a labyrinth.  It seems I have been transported to a different dimension, sadly I do not have my watch on me considering I had just woken up.  I'm gonna try walking around, maybe see if I can find my way out of this place.

I don't know how long I've been in here, it feels like it's been days, but I believe it has only been a few hours.  I've run into two other people in here, the first ended up being snatched by SCP 106.  The second shot himself.  I feel like I'm being watched, from what I can remember 106, more commonly referred to as the Old Man. Has a pocket dimension he can travel into and out of at will, he seems to mostly not be hostile to people over 25, and he enjoys hunting people in his dimension.  I think he's watching me write in my journal, I don't know if I'm gonna make it out. If you find this-

It's been about 2 hours since I last wrote in here, now to where I left off. The Old Man appeared in front of me, startling me making me drop my pen.  Surprisingly he could talk, and was curious at why I was so calm.  He ended up taking me back to his cell, where he just wanted to talk.  We ended up talking for an hour about random things before a guard found us.  I said I'd come and visit him soon, and I am currently waiting to be seen by the foundation.  The guards won't allow me back into my room to change into my lab clothes, so I'm stuck meeting foundation staff with my pajamas on.  Oh! My name just got called, gotta go.

Its currently 12:08 AM. The foundation just wanted to tell me that I would be 106's personal researcher.  Since he seems to take interest in me, other then that they said that I would be having to do an experiment with SCP 1000 soon.  I'd be the first researcher to actually be inside an area with him.  I'm extramly nervous, I'm afraid of screwing up and dying to an SCP.  But I need to get some sleep.  I'll write more tomorrow.

Dr. J

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