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++* ##black|BY ORDER OF THE OVERSEER COUNCIL##
##black|The SCP-9341 and all associated files are to be archived. All non-essential activities in Gate-B are to be discontinued indefinitely.##
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= **##black|The SCP-9341 Investigation is declared closed.##**

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+++ Dream Report 990-9341-35

**Personnel:** O5-3

**Estimated Degree of Recall:** 95% (Mnestics-assisted)

**Anomalous Presence:** SCP-990

**Description:** The dream starts with me standing on a hill, next to a mountain cut in half. Its insides are a cross-section of Site-CB. I've never been there, but I recognise the layout from the details my factotum sent me. I would not be surprised to find out the cross-section showed nothing but the layout I have seen, drawing from my subconscious instead of any real fact. No additional detail can be gleaned from it.

There is one difference to SCP-9341. At the bottom of the Site, where I know the Omega Warhead Silo to be, is instead a street, a few buildings, and a diner. There is a road that leads directly from my current position to the replaced Warhead Silo. I oblige.

As I come closer, I recognise the diner to be of our Spicy Crust Pizzeria chain. We will have to cross-reference my vision with the real establishments to see where the dream drew its ideas from. I cannot be the origin. I do not eat in diners, and it is outside my responsibilities to deal with our Fronts.

Only one table is laid. Two seats, one filled, no food served. It is here, where SCP-990 will interrogate me.

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**SCP-990:** Hello Vanessa.

**O5-3:** Toby, was it?

**SCP-990:** You're difficult to reach.

**O5-3:** That is by design. Is there no food?

**SCP-990:** I thought you might be more keen on imagining this as a business meeting. I'm reconsidering now.

**O5-3:** A diner is a poor choice for my business.

**SCP-990:** The diner serves a different purpose. But I concede my inconsistency. Is there something you'd like?

**O5-3:** I could go for a steak.

SCP-990 nodded at this. A running pressure cooker integrated itself into the dreamscape such that I was not disturbed by its sudden presence on the table.

**O5-3:** Why me? I'm not involved with the Site.

**SCP-990:** You are involved in every way that matters.

**O5-3:** Why talk about this now? The Breach has already happened.

**SCP-990:** Because this isn't really about the Site.

I point towards the cross-section we're sitting in.

**O5-3:** Another design decision then?

**SCP-990:** Yes.

SCP-990 plays the face of an exhausted man and sighs.

**SCP-990:** I did warn them about the Breach. Or tried to at least. The only one I could reach was Benjamin.

**O5-3:** You colluded with 9341-A? The D-Class?

**SCP-990:** He still remained Foundation Personnel. That was the point of your Employee Policy, I believe.

**O5-3:** We know your capabilities. You knew what he was about to become.

**SCP-990:** If the future dictated who I talk to, there wouldn't be many of these meetings left. Like this one.

**O5-3:** Which one is it?

SCP-990 shakes his head at me.

**SCP-990:** Not an anomaly. Unless I am mistaken, and dead personnel retain their clearance?

**O5-3:** Is this a threat?

**SCP-990:** I think I have been very clear about my role in all of this.

**O5-3:** Fine then. Give me your message.

SCP-990 shakes his head again. This time, his face takes on more youthful characteristics without the previous exhaustion.

**SCP-990:** The trouble with your Overseers is that you don't really listen. I could show you the right way, but you will continue on your current path. Seems like your steak is ready.

SCP-990 opens a valve on the pressure cooker, letting the steam safely exit.

**SCP-990:** You'll have to wait a few more minutes.

**O5-3:** This is about my project.

**SCP-990:** You've been using the Breach as an excuse to consolidate a lot of causality-related research under your hand and your hand only. That makes you an attractive target.

**O5-3:** For whom.

**SCP-990:** You know who. Here, you can trust your instincts.

**O5-3:** Am I just supposed to let it all go then? Is that your advice?

**SCP-990:** No, I already said you wouldn't listen. Instead, I've settled on a different kind of warning.

SCP-990 leans over the table.

**SCP-990:** Commit this to your memory. I want you to remember this scene. I only hope it will be enough.

**O5-3:** What scene?

There is no conversation partner across from me whom I could ask this question. [[[*/moving-pieces |Only my tired bodyguards, as a grenade pierces the window]]].

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I wake up.


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= >> [[[/scp-9341 |Return to Surface]]] <<
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