[BEGIN LOG]
Agent Trevors: Okay team, this is where our guy’s phone was last trackable, it’s gotta be where the anomaly is.
Agent Rasmus: No shit this is the place, look at the fuckin blood! Whatever did this is a mean sum’ bitch I’ll tell you that much right now!
Agent Trevors: Let’s just hope it hasn’t gotten into a more densely populated area yet, I don’t think I can handle anything more weighing on my conscience.
Agent Hodder: So then where the hell did the damn thing go? Shouldn’t there be bloody footprints at the very least?
Agent Rasmus: Dispatch said the monster’s probably invisible, and if I had to guess, we’re probably not lucky enough to have it run away cowering from us just like that. Ya’ ask me and I’d say the thin-
A loud scream cut short by a splattering sound can be heard over the microphone. It is presumed that Agent Linedecker was under the effect of SCP-6967. All MTF members curse in confusion as this unfolds
Agent Hodder: The hell just happened? What the fuck where did it go?
Agent Trevors: Get your gear switched on now, we gotta be able to see it coming or we’re next!
The agents activate the Foundation headgear provided with the intention of detecting invisible anomalies through heat vision. They mutter to themselves frantically about wiping off the blood covering the lenses
Agent Hodder: I-I still can’t see the thing! What do we do? It’s gonna kill us any minute! Guys! I don’t want to die! Guys!
Agent Rasmus: Shut the fuck up! Jesus, you act all tough with your fingerless gloves and stupid fucking music just shut UP we gotta hear the thing coming!
Agent Trevors: Both of you knock it off. Look at the center of the remains! There’s something inorganic there!
Agent Rasmus: Is that uh…
Agent Hodders: A fucking toy? Did this thing kill a kid here no fucking way man that’s fucked up-
Agent Rasmus: Hodder shut up! I’m gonna shoot it, it’s too damn shady!
Agent Trevors He’s right! This might be the source of this all, there’s no way that doll would just be there unscathed, right? Rasmus stay back, it might be some kind of anomalous bomb!
Agent Trevors throws a rock from the ground directly at SCP-6967, which is unaffected apart from falling on its side
Agent Rasmus: Notta bomb, so one thing left to do. Move outta the way!
Running is heard, as Rasmus approaches the object rapidly
Agent Rasmus screams angrily, sounds of him slide-kicking the figure over with his boot, causing it to fly away a short distance
Agent Rasmus: Heavily breathing Okay, now… it’s cool to git…
Agent Trevors: Quickly, contain that toy before the monster comes back! If it’s not anomalous then that thing is still out there!
Trevors and Hodder can be heard rushing over to SCP-6967
Agent Trevors: Okay, let's get this thing bac-
Agent Hodder Give me that, man! I’m not as big a pussy as you guys think!
Agent Hodder bends down to grab the object
Agent Trevors: Wait! Hodder your glov-
Agent Hodder disappears as his fingers presumably touched the object
Silence for 8 seconds
Agent Rasmus: Hodder! Hodder where the fuck did you go? You fuckin’ idiot why’d you listen to me!?
Rasmus continues to scream for a few minutes, Trevor stays silent
Agent Trevors: Rasmus, listen to me, we can’t make contact with that thing, it’s gotta be a direct touch that activates its anomalous ability. Let’s finish this and get back home before anything else happens.
Agent Rasmus: What about Hodder? Is he gonna end up getting torn apart by that thing’s fucking stand or something? I can’t leave him! We can’t leave him to die!
Agent Trevors: Look, Rasmus, I wouldn’t leave him if there was a chance he survives this thing, but what can we do? Just sit here? If we die this mission will all be in vain!
Agent Rasmus: Asshole, you’re the one with the skin theory right? Put that shit away in a bag or somethin’ and then there’s no more threat!
Silence for 3 seconds
Agent Trevors: Alright, if this toy is the source of all of this, then the least we can do is see if Hodder can escape this thing.
Rasmus lets out a sigh of relief and soon after, Trevors can be heard zipping up a bag
Agent Trevors: Alright, that does it. Now we wait?
Agent Rasmus: I know Hodders' ass would do the same for us..
Silence for the next 3 minutes
Agent Rasmus: Looks like he’s not gonna be coming out of wherever he was taken anytime soon.
Agent Trevors: Does that mean you’re ready to go?
Silence for 4 seconds
Agent Trevors: Let’s just wait a little longer, Rasmus. If this thing hasn’t activated yet then I don’t think it’ll be a problem anyt-
Static crackles suddenly as the two intercoms' range connect back with Hodders'
Snippets of screaming can be heard growing louder and as time passes the scream cuts out from connection less and less
Agent Rasmus: Hodder? Is that you? Where are you? Hodder?
Agent Trevors: Hodder, if you can hear me tell us what’s going on?? Are you okay?
The screaming dies and is replaced with the sound of rushing wind and sobs
Agent Hodder: G-guys… I'm scared.. I’m sorry…
Agent Trevors: What's happening to you?!
Agent Hodder: through sobs I’m falling. I’m falling from so high, and I'm getting so close now… I’m gonna die, aren’t I? Just like the others?
Agent Rasmus: Hey you pussy, you’re gonna be just fine just let us know where you are and we can figure this out! Don’t give up on me like this! You hear me?!
Agent Hodder: You know it’s kind of beautiful… the view of it all… this town… it’s people….
Only rushing wind can be heard
Agent Trevors: Hodder… you’re gonna make it out okay. We called for backup… they’ll be here to catch you with some anomaly…
Agent Rasmus: strained voice you piece of shit… don’t die on me like this…
Agent Hodder: …You know that album I was trying to get you guys to listen to…? The ████ ███████ one? That's almost all I can hear up here…
Agent Hodder: Hey…sniffling I think I can actually see you guys from here… I guess this is goodbye Trevors… goodbye Ari…. I'm sorry…
Agent Trevors: Rasmus, look out!
Agent Hodder impacts the ground and sounds of gore are heard splattering onto the two remaining agents
Agent Ari Rasmus weeps softly
Agent Trevors: Rasmus… let’s get out of here.
[END LOG]