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Item #: SCP-939Addendum-16 ;10 ; 24  Following the mandatory pulse monitors reset to match the heart rate, Personnel Operatives K367 and K368 (along with the lesser experienced M980 and M981, both of whom registered their course completion and certification in July 2016) access to the inner decontamination cells had been granted, speakers from the Personnel’s HAZMAT suits indicated through verbal confirmation that there were no signs of breach by -19, -53 or -89 at this stage and routine maintenance were to begin immediately. (transcript:) K367: “[sensitive information; re-identity] you and [sensitive information; re-identity] get to work on repairing the observation glass, those little fuckers keep head butting the framing in succession...” M980: “wait--hyung [K367], what do you mean by in succession?”      (at this point, there is a brief pause by the younger of the two experience Personnel; K368, who then chuckles, gesturing with a loud knock against the panel in requirement of repair)K368: “He means that they’ve figured the observation window is something which could be smashed, provided there’s enough force behind it. They’re like raptors in one sense. Always figuring it out, looking for a weakness to exploit. (minutes pass, the two K-rank Personnel remain calm and collected during repair, however both M-rank Personnel are visibly anxious, SCP-939-19, -53 and -89 are gathered in the adjoining cell, claws screeching, scratching at the glass window panes,) K367: “Nasty ass little things, am I right...” (he gestures to M981) “oh--yeah the critters too.” (both K-rank’s laugh, as M980 leans in to study the creatures features a little more) K368: “Hey there [sensitive information; re-identity] keep a little distance will ‘ya. Those little assholes have a thing for trying to get to you. Rumour has it they have a nasty bite on them too--” (at this point, M980 returns his gaze to the window pane just as all three creatures suddenly charge the panel, the damage caused appears to be to the bottom right, mirroring the current repair work in the opposite cell, all four jump back as the creatures charge the panel again, both K-rank Personnel take out fluorescent torches, shining them toward the cell. what ensues is not confirmed to be an accurate dialogue as of yet.) K367: “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me... “ K368: (stares at the cell doors, then to each of the Personnel) “... those little wankers.” (indistinct child-like voices bicker and screech through the enclosure, appearing to stem from the cell with -19, -53 and -89 contained inside, both M-rank agents seem to freeze on the spot, the observation window is then broken with the latter two creatures leaping onto the inexperienced Personnel, sinking their razor-like fangs into their jugular’s, a splattering of blood partially covers the two nearby camera’s which obscures the view for the rest of the events, dire screams and pleas can be heard, along with the K-rank agents calling for backup as the pulse monitors for both M980 and M981 flatline, the two creatures backing both Personnel into the corner before SCP-939-19 appears in front of the remaining security camera, ) K368: “[sensitive information-re; identity) I KNEW WE SHOULD HAVE TAKEN SCP-1657 TODAY” (sudden agonising screams for help, believed to be from [sensitive information; re-identity] as the security footage suddenly begins to cut whilst SCP-939-19 remains staring dead into the lens. K367: “Fuck this shit I’m out--” (transcript end)    Condition of Personnel K367 and K368 is currently unknown.

"So.. who'd you have over before I showed up, huh?"

“i know, right. thanks for comin’ with me.” she looks over at the elder, awkwardly punching him gently on his arm. a sigh of content slips out of her lips, palms sliding against the grass while leaning back, pushing her weight on her upper body. “it’s kinda late, some people wouldn’t be able to step outside. m’grandma is sleepin’ an’ she sleeps a lot so she won’t even know m’gone. i just wanted to see the city from up here. iunno why i thought of ya. maybe ‘cos you’re someone my age an’ won’t complain if a kid would just appear at their doorway, askin’ if they wanted to see the city from over a hill? who knows.” she shrugs her shoulders, letting her legs intertwine before humming. “do y’got a show soon? so i can come an’ support, or? what d’you play again?”