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[[>]] [[module Rate]] [[/>]] **— Exploration Log 11/05/19██ —** > **Situational Report:** //Mobile Task Force Beta-7 (The “Haz-Matters”) was deployed to recovery site to catalogue and safely retrieve samples of SCP-009 for transport to Site ██. Agent ████ Bryce (MTF-B7) made a visual inspection of the area and noted three (3) bodies, all male, between the ages of ██ and 40 years. Dr. ███, also on-site, surmised from the relative position of subjects that Mr. ██████ (Age 32; hereafter referred to as Subject Zero) was the origin point of [REDACTED]. Subsequent subjects are presumed to have been exposed to SCP-009 while attempting to help Subject Zero back to the wreckage of the boat. During standard perimeter sweep, Agent ██████ Hewes located what appeared to be humanoid tracks leading Northeast. After brief deliberation, a three-man team consisting of Agents Hewes, Whitmore, and Cassidy was dispatched to investigate potential security breach.// **<Begin Log - 6:42:43 EST>** **Agent Hewes:** We’ve found something, Control. It’s a cave. The tracks lead inside. **Control:** Copy, Hewes. What do you see? **Hewes:** Looks like a crack in the ice, it's… maybe a meter tall. The opening’s not very wide. **Agent Whitmore:** Cap’n, we got a body! [Unidentified shuffling noises are heard.] **Control:** We didn’t copy, Hewes. Repeat. **Hewes:** There’s a subject here, control. Frozen in the Skip. Male… about 15. Looks like he was trying to crawl away from something. There’s a spear-gun here… also frozen. It’s been fired. **Control:** Any signs of trauma? [There is a pause.] **Agent Cassidy:** Without touching him, I can’t be sure. But it looks like he was stabbed by something. See how he’s gripping his chest here? Right where this spike is growing out… he might’ve been attacked. **Hewes:** Did you hear her, control? **Control:** Affirmative. Tag the coordinates for recovery, and proceed into the cave. **Whitmore:** We usin’ live fire, cap’n? **Hewes:** There might be hostiles, so yes. But keep ‘em in single-shot mode. Don’t want the guns getting too hot. **Cassidy:** Good call. Don’t wanna’ end up like this guy. **Whitmore:** [unintelligible] ... that’s for sure. [Agents ready their weapons and proceed. Approximately two (2) minutes pass.] **Whitmore:** [unintelligible]. **Control:** Please repeat, Hewes, we didn’t copy. **Hewes:** It's… there’s a chamber in here, control. I’d say… 5 or 6 meters in diameter. It’s filled with red ice. In the middle… there’s a pool. Looks about 3 meters wide. Depth unknown. **Cassidy:** ‘The fuck hap- [screams are heard] [Gunfire] **Control:** Hewes, come in! Are there hostiles? [There is a brief pause] **Hewes:**Fuckin’ hell… negative, control, just- … Jesus, a fucking polar bear. It's dead. There’s dozens of bodies here. Not human. I see a few seals, a snow fox… and a... What the hell? **Whitmore:** ‘Da fuck is that? **Cassidy:** No, no, no, no… oh, god. **Control:** Hewes? Do you copy? **Hewes:** Cassidy found a… um… a spider. A giant spider. [There is a pause, during which shuffling and hard breathing are heard] **Control:** Is it alive? What do you mean by giant? **Hewes:** I mean fucking huge, control! At least a meter leg span. It's frozen… wait, no… shit, I don’t see anything inside. It almost looks like it's //made// of this stuff. **Cassidy:** [unintelligible] not possible… we’re nowhere close to Germany. **Whitmore:** What? What about Germany? **Cassidy:** Cap’n, I’m pretty sure that’s thirty-twenty-three. **Control:** Repeat, captain? **Hewes:** Cassidy said the spider is [[[SCP-3023]]], control. [There is a pause.] **Control:** That’s not possible, Hewes. Why would she think that? **Cassidy:** [Voice elevated] I’m sure, Control! I’ve worked with 3023. It’s an instance made of Skip-Nine! **Whitmore:** Wait, what’s 3023? **Control:** That is classified. Agent Cassidy, you are to speak no more of this. If the specimen is destroyed, there is no reason to worry about it. Please continue your search. **Cassidy:** [Mumbling] But how the fuck did it get here? **Hewes:** We copy, control. Cassidy, sweep the perimeter. See if there’s any side tunnels. **Cassidy:** But- **Hewes:** ████, that’s an order. **Cassidy:** [Unintelligible]. **Hewes:** █████, check these corpses. See if there’re any humans. **Whitmore:** On it. **Control:** Agent Hewes, how deep is the pool you mentioned? **Hewes:** Can’t see the bottom. God… I’m having [[[SCP-354]]] flashbacks… this is not cool. **Control:** Focus, captain. Is there anything nearby you can use to measure the depth? **Hewes:** [Pauses] Well, the spider has a spear sticking out of it. **Control:** Can you safely retrieve it? **Hewes:** The suit should protect me, right? **Control:** All the same, try not to touch the affected material. **Hewes:** Alright… I’ve got it… should work. Looks to be about 1.5 meters long. **Control:** Copy that, Hewes. Proceed with caution. [There is a pause.] **Hewes:** Well, it’s definitely more than a meter deep. I could go further, but I’d have to get my hand closer to that stuff… suit or no suit, I’d prefer not to do that. **Control:** Affirmative, Captain. We’ll dispatch some D-Class with gear to test that out. Continue your search. **Hewes:** Copy that… Well, I guess I’m- **Cassidy:** [Voice distant] Captain! **Hewes:** Stand-by, control. What is it, Cassidy? **Cassidy:** [Voice distant] I think you’re going to want to see this, sir! I think I know where the spider came from! **Hewes:** Control, I’m going deeper in the cave. **Control:** Affirmative, proceed. [Approximately one (1) minute of boots crunching on ice and packed snow] **Hewes:** ... Oh, that's not good. **Control:** What do you see, captain? **Hewes:** A... an aperture. About a meter in diameter. It's covered in the stuff... Cassidy! [10 seconds of silence] **Hewes:** ████, report! **Control:** Do you have a visual of Agent Cassidy? **Hewes:** No. Shit, she must've gone inside! **Control:** Please remain calm. Describe this aperture. **Hewes:** I- uh... it just looks like a tunnel, but there's no ice past the mouth - red or otherwise. I can make out a dim light coming from somewhere inside. Might be Cassidy's torch. **Control:** Is there anything else unusual? **Hewes:** Cassidy! Cassidy! **Control:** Captain Hewes, please respond. Is there anything else unusual about the tunnel? **Hewes:** Yeah, it's... it's wet. The walls are... and the floor. There's a puddle about a meter down. Shit, it's... the puddle is red. [A few minutes of breathing and shuffling noises] **Hewes:** Control, did you get that? **Control:** Affirmative. Stand-by. [30 seconds of breathing, followed by approaching footsteps] **Whitmore:** Yo, what's up? Where's Cassidy? **Hewes:** She went in there. **Whitmore:** ... Yo, Cassidy! Holla' back, girl! [30 seconds of Silence] **Hewes:** [unintelligible], Control, I'm going in there. **Control:** Negative, Hewes! We're rerouting a team of D-Class for recovery. Your orders are to withdraw the rest of your team and await further orders. **Hewes:** [DATA REDACTED] **Whitmore:** Whoa, hold up! Take it easy! **Control:** You have your orders, Hewes. I don't think I need to remind you [DATA EXPUNGED]. [45 seconds of silence] **Hewes:** Copy, control... let's go, █████, **<End Log>** [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box]] [[include :scp-wiki:component:license-box-end]]