"Alright, now, where did that old fucker get to?" the older agent looked around at the seaside town of Beach City, a few of the people there staring in awe and confusion at the three heavily armored agents, a female voice soon answered the commander's question "I dunno boss, maybe he's out playing bingo" the commander turned to his right to glare at the young female before her groaned and rubbed the back of his head "uuugghhh shut up Estela…." the older agent turned to his right to look at the youngest agent "James something bugging you?" the younger agent looked over to his commander "boss take a look at what that kid's drawing…" the man took a few steps towards the kid agent James pointed out and looked over his shoulder. His eyes widened when he saw it, a crayon drawing of a dock worker screaming as a thin man covered in black threw him into a black puddle "shit… one oh six is here, and looks like he's hunting close to the water, we check the warehouses tonight, Estela call up command, tell them to get the sun guns up here" Estela was about to call command when an ear splitting scream filled the air "SHIT SHIT! Move, move, move!" the three agents moved quickly into the local pizza place pushing through the family that owned the place to get into the kitchen. When they got in they saw SCP-106 coming out of the stove trying to grab one of the teenage girls that worked there, "open fire! Light that old fuck up!" the three agents pulled out their sidearms and starting shooting 106, a loud crocodile like hiss filled the kitchen as 106 retreated into his pocket dimension as bullets passed through his slime covered body, when the only thing left was a screaming teen and her family trying to calm her down, and a black sludge on the stove corroding the metal and melting the plastic "fuck, Estela, tell command we're going to need some class-A amnesiacs"
Night had once again fallen on Beach City, Rose Quartz was on a stroll towards the docks, she heard Vidalia and Greg talking about the things Onion had been drawing, she heard the local chatter about Jenny getting attacked by a rotting man in Fish Stew Pizza's kitchen, she saw the strange men in the heavy armor. She had to make sure that what this was wasn't some corrupted gem getting worse, she had heard from some of the kids in Beach City that there was a boogie man in the old warehouse at the end of the docks, she wanted to check, to make sure nothing was there, she passed by a truck with the phrase Sally's Chill Products on the side, how odd, a fridge store truck out by a old warehouse not used since the 60s?, she walked calmly pass the truck, her hand on the hilt of her sword as she hummed a song to herself. She stopped when she reached the end of the dock and turned to face the rusted door of the warehouse, she slowly opened it and stepped inside, looking around carefully, her nose scrunched up as the sickly sweet smell of rot washed over her, the floor squished under her feet and a black stain started to appear on the bottom of her dress as she walked. She gasped when she felt her feet bump into something, she looked down and saw a rotten body of a teenager on the floor, they looked mummified, skin like dried leather, she felt tears fill her eyes as she looked out in horror at four leathery corpses it looked like something had taken their teeth right out of their mouths, she looked up when she heard humming and saw a thin old man walking towards her chewing on something it was only when he got closer did she realize he was chewing on human teeth. Before the old man could step closer she drew her sword and pointed at him "stay where you are human, I don't want to hurt you" she kept her eyes on him as he started to chuckle a horrid raspy chuckle, and stepped close, her eyes met his eyes, his horrid maggot colored eyes, he grinned a horrid grin with chipped yellowed teeth, she thought fast and grabbed the old man before throwing him at a wall, a large black puddle appeared on the wall as he passed right through it and through the walls of the other warehouses till he stopped in the warehouse the truck was parked at, she rushed out of the warehouse and looked towards the warehouse the odd truck was parked outside of. She saw bright flashes of light through the windows and heard a loud hissing roar echo through the night, she didn't know why, but she felt like things just got worse.
"Commander Rogers, please tell us what happened afterwards" the commander rubbed his chin a bit, "yea, after one oh six appeared we blasted him with the sun guns forcing him back into the containment chamber, then we got him back to site-19" the interviewer flicked through some reports "lieutenant Estela reported that SCP-106 appeared to have been thrown" Rogers looked down at the table "yea, and one oh six seemed more pissed off about something else and not about being back in the containment chamber" Rogers watched the interviewer put down a yellow folder and slide it across the table "are you aware of the incident with SCP-096?" he opened up the folder and read it's contents "yea, you guys tried showing it the talking mirror thing, and oh ninety six went slaughter house on a kid who never saw it's face, what's that got to do with one oh six?" the interviewer stared into Rogers' eyes "the O5 committee has elected to place you on observation of Beach City. something threw SCP-106, and that something may still be there. Do you accept your mission commander?" a few seconds passed by before he answered "I'm honored that the O5 committee has selected me for this mission, yes, I accept." the interviewer nodded a bit and handed him a mission briefing folder before leaving. Commander Rogers didn't know why, but he felt like things were just getting started.