When I woke up, I half wondered if I was falling down stairs.
That didn't make sense, though.
"-ired of you sleeping! Wake up or I'll make you wake up!"
Oh, that was Ulgrin.
And he was shaking me. Hard.
"Ayieeiee- STO-eeeugh..." Ulgrin stopped halfway through me speaking.
"What the hell just happened?"
"That's what I wanna knoww..." I murmured groggily, still feeling tired. I also had a pretty sharp headache, and I wondered with half a mind as to why my head was hurting.
"Well, for starters, you fell unconscious and hit yourself in the head." Ah. That's why. "Then I put you on the table and, after you didn't react, started shaking you and, bada bing bada boom, you're awake. Mind telling me why you randomly passed out?" Ulgrin asked, but from his resigned tone it was clear he didn't expect me to provide an actual answer.
"I... had a flashback. It was..." Ulgrin waited as I struggled to find my words.
"...What? It was what?"
After a moment, I took a deep breath. "It was the moment I gained my time traveling powers. And the moment I was demoted to a Class D..."
"I'm slowly getting them back. My memories."
Ulgrin was silent. He probably didn't know how to answer to that, or he was thinking about something. It was pretty hard to tell when you couldn't see the man's face.
I stilled with the realization. I've never seen Ulgrin's face. It was such a strange thing, considering how familiar his voice has become.
"Either way, we should start moving." I said, and after a bit of wobbling, I stood up and started moving with Ulgrin.
I made sure to keep an eye on the navigator and- Billy was there, coincidentally right on the fastest path to the heavy containment zone. I alerted Ulgrin and we took the longer path.
Surprisingly, Ulgrin started the conversation. "How does it feel?"
"How does what feel?"
"The whole dying and returning back in time, I mean. It seems pretty terrifying to me when I think about it. You always have to wake up and no one knows anything you've been through. How do you deal with it?"
...Quite strange that it was Ulgrin of all people who ask me this. Why the sudden interest?
I told him my thoughts and he laughed. "I guess it doesn't make much sense. Well, it's a pretty selfish reason. If you can be so composed after seeing Sunshine and Steve die..." He trailed off, and I caught the tiredness in his voice.
"To be honest, it can't escape my head. My mind keeps coming back to it, and on all the things I could have done to perhaps prevent what happened."
He turned to me silently, as if asking the unspoken question.
How do you handle it?
After thinking for a moment, I started speaking. "Well... it's true that I deal with it somehow, but...them dying... I don't deal with it at all."
"Huh?" Ulgrin made a confused sound, but I forged on, my hollow voice a dim beacon of all the horror I've been through in that special way only truly broken people could manage to pull off.
"It haunts me so much. And not just the deaths, but also the deaths that you don't know. The moments I've had with them... The different ways they all died... Corroded to death, guts eaten..."
"Oh God..." Ulgrin sounded like he was going to be sick.
"Not to mention my own deaths. I died in many different ways, and the memories still haunt me."
I turned to him. "But only when I'm alone. That's also one of the reason why I'm trying to rescue you guys, and what differs from John. He wants to escape the horrors that plague him as soon as possible in the most direct way, by actually escaping the facility. In a way... He's stronger than me. He can handle staying alone with his own thoughts..."
I shook my head. "But I can't. I need to focus on the situation, I need to have my mind working. I do everything to just not be alone. Never... Never alone with my thoughts. Too many skeletons in such a short time... I can't handle it. Not yet."
I took a deep breath.
'Breathe in the light, and breathe out the darkness.'
"Even the mantra I use to calm me is only so much that I focus on the situation. To avoid it... And, at one point, you get inured to it... The same way a cripple gets used to not having a leg."
"Holy fucking shit, dude... You are the single most messed up individual I have had the pleasure of meeting in my entire life."
"... Pleasure, heh." I doubted Ulgrin actually liked me.
"Laugh it up all you want, but I ain't joking. I've found that I... blergh... actually enjoy your company. It's a pretty rare thing, even though I'm generally chill with everyone. Listening to you speak right now just makes me think you're an impressive individual overall. Even with how obviously tired and messed up you are from this shit that's going on, you still keep going and even try and help others. Not many people are like that. Nuh uh. Don't try and deny it. If you were in it only for yourself I bet you'd have found a way around helping us and dealing with your thoughts."
He sighed. "It's kinda why I started working here. I'd really love to be out in the world, exploring stuff like an adventurer or an architect like Indiana Jones, but I also wanted to do something that isn't entirely selfish... To give to the world back somehow. I've been blessed with a great family. Really supportive people..."
We made our way to the heavy containment zone. Ulgrin continued talking.
"You know, this might sound crazy to you... But I'm kinda envious of that power of yours."
Okay... I wasn't expecting to hear that. "It's not all that it's pumped out to be, or so I hear." I said jokingly.
"I'm serious, man! It might be a curse, but it's also a blessing in my opinion. You are the singular - well, apart from that other freak - person who can fix their mistakes, make them better. You can do so much in the world, and if you go outside, in the real world, you could do anything! Jump off a cliff, find out about new things and be as reckless as you can be-"
"And you'd be all alone, with no one to share your experiences with, forever having to remain silent. You'd be living the ideal life but with no one to share it with."
Ulgrin pondered over that for a good minute or so.
"That's true... Man, do I feel bad about you. But regardless, I'd just like you to know that you're... a friend to me, even though we literally met today.
... Remember that for when I no longer remember you."
That... was very deep, and judging from the onslaught of emotions I was currently feeling, the words hit me.
"You know... Even if we did meet today..." I started, fighting to keep the tremor out of my voice. "I wouldn't go as far as to say we're friends, but... in another time, another place where we hung out and talked a lot... I think we'd click great."
I was a bit worried that he was going to be insulted. Instead, he laughed. "Hah! That's another thing I like about you, you honest piece of shit! Whatever, this cheesy moment is so girly. Let's walk in silence like real men."
It seems no more words were needed.
And, despite all the chaos and horror around them, two broken men grinned and felt content for one brief moment in the facility.
/*/
We encountered and had to run from the Plague Doctor, and we escaped by using the intersection to the Entrance Zone.
Right around then, there was an announcement that Nine Tailed Fox squads are entering the facility, at which point I decided to stop in one of the clean looking hallways with orange stripes that I assumed were going to be the norm for this particular zone.
"Can you connect to- uh... Huh, the bastard never told me his name. Whatever, that guy that wanted to talk to me."
"Sure can do. Here's the headset thing." I took the headset thing and put it on after Ulgrin fiddled with it.
After a few seconds of static, a voice came through. "Agent Ulgrin?"
"Agent D-9341, sir. I have a question."
"I have an answer."
"I have heard that the NTF squads are coming in the facility. I just wanted to-"
"Don't worry. They have been informed that you're not to be killed. If that's all..."
"I actually wanted to say something else sir. First things first... There's someone who looks just like me in the facility."
"Excuse me?"
"I mean, an actual duplicate of me. He traveled a lot in the looped hallway to eventually reach us here. He was helpful, but he started acting crazy all of a sudden. He's not to be trusted..."
I took a deep breath. "You should eliminate him when you see him."
"Hm. Noted... And how are we to differentiate you two?"
"Ulgrin is next to me, he can confirm my identity."
"I see. Anything else you'd like to add?"
"Yes, in fact. There is someone behind the containment breach and they let SCP-079 take control."
That was apparently a bombshell and a half for the man, as no voice came through for a moment too long.
"I- Ah- You're sure of this?"
"Not quite, though me and Ulgrin assume it's the truth. We're going to be doing some research to confirm this and find out more soon, we just need to shut down the remote door controls."
"If I may ask, why the remote door controls?"
"To limit SCP-079's access to the facility, of course. How do you think all the SCPs escaped?"
"...I see. I will notify the NTF squads of this latest development, and I wish you good luck on your mission. Unless there is anything else...?"
"SCP-035 has a host and it's roaming the facility. You should have your guys shoot him on sight too. Other than that, nothing comes to mind."
I heard a sigh on the other end. "Noted. Goodbye."
"Bye." And with that, I took off the headset and handed it back to Ulgrin, who put it back on place.
Just as we started moving, someone started talking to Ulgrin.
"Ah, no, it's Ulgrin, sir... I see... Okay, sir, I'll tell him. Thanks."
I raised my eyebrow. "Any news?"
"Yeah, the NTF are going to be trying to shut down the remote door controls as well, so we might have our work handed out for us."
"That sounds convenient."
I spotted a room, and we entered it. It was mostly dark, with computers lined up on tables and some documents. One monitor was turned on and seemed to display a conversation between two people, one of which was frustrated with the maze-like structure of the place. I didn't blame the person.
There was also a file on SCP-106, the Old Man. Other than that, nothing interesting here.
I noted, with some exasperation, that I never bothered to look at the monitors beforehand. There might have been hints in there that could help me get to the bottom of this whole situation.
Oh well. You reap what you sow.
We found another room after some more roaming that was a bit larger. It had stairs leading to the lower level and had some interesting things inside.
Like a rubber duck on the edge of the wall separating the levels. Huh.
Very strange but technically not a sin, as I remember a priest saying once to me-
I stilled suddenly.
"Everything okay there?"
"...Yeah. Had a memory return... A nasty one. Let's just move on."
"If you say so."
After inspecting the room, we came across some leaflets, a navigator, and a document which was almost completely censored. It was apparently suited for Level 2 clearance.
There was someone's handwriting on the bottom of the paper.
You gotta be kidding me with this! When I asked you for a Level-2 version of this, you could have said no! What the hell?! - Dr. C.
I snorted. Poor guy.
"Hey, I just read about this SCP-895 and apparently it's a coffin that can kill people if they look at monitors or electronic gear affected by it or something. Have you noticed something like that?"
Huh... "No, not really. I didn't really pay attention to the monitors at all."
He snorted. "Hah, that's rich. The other document is about some key that gets you in some forest with something in it."
"Say 'some' one more time."
"Some day."
I rolled my eyes and made to move up the stairs, but...
Something was wrong.
"Uh, Ulgrin..."
"Yeah?"
"Was this duck always at the entrance of this room?"
Ulgrin moved to stand beside me. "No... It was there." He pointed at the corner of the wall where the stairs were.
"I saw it there as well."
"Do... Do you think it's dangerous?" Ulgrin asked, uncertain.
"I... really don't know. I mean, for all we know, it could do just about anything. If an old coffin can produce hallucinations on electronic equipment that kills you or a teddy bear can produce deadly clones of itself then this could be anything, really. We have too little information to go off."
"So, we should go?"
"I mean, what if it's a type of SCP that kills you if you walk beside it?" I murmured. "No, that's improbable."
"Well?" Ulgrin asked impatiently.
After a moment of thinking about it, I answered. "I think that if it were to kill us, it would have done so when we were exploring the lower levels."
Convinced of my point, I went to the rubber duck and- "Are you insane!?" -picked it up.
Nothing.
I turned to Ulgrin. "See, it's not dange- Woah!" The duck was suddenly back on the wall, and all that I've felt for it was something akin to a tugging motion, as if the duck was pulled with a really fast string.
I shook my head. "Come on, Ulgrin. It's not worth the effort to keep thinking about this."
And thus, we continued roaming the Entrance Zone.
/*/
After a bit of roaming, we encountered the Nine Tailed Fox task force. Or at least three of them.
"Hands up! State your identity!" Said the one to the left.
I assume they'd usually just shoot me, were it not for me working with the Foundation. They needed to check if I was their guy, I assumed.
It was obvious the hands-up gesture was useless since Ulgrin had a gun, but I did it nonetheless. That was another tip, though, a guard escorting a Class-D.
"Relax, that's D-9341. I'm Ulgrin."
The NTF lowered their weapons at that, as if it wasn't already obvious.
"Affirmative. Continuing original objective." They started moving past us.
"Wait!" I said, before they stopped. "Have you found the electrical center? Or someone's private offices? It's relevant for my objective."
There was silence, but, again, the one on the left answered. "We haven't seen the center but we've passed some offices. Continue the way we came from, turn left, right, right on the four-way crossing and go straight until past the second door. You'll find some there."
I struggled to remember the directions, but I think I got it. "Left, right, right and straight until I find it. Got it. Thanks."
"Continuing objective." He said simply and continued on his way, and so did we.
I took a quick peek on the navigator whilst I walked. Ah. That explained the mostly empty Light and Heavy Containment Zones.
All the action was here. SCP-173. SCP-049. SCP-096. I even saw SCP-106 somewhere, though a bit farther than here.
It seems we weren't the only ones trying to escape.
As I stopped to properly investigate the nav, and throw a paranoid look around me, Ulgrin noticed.
"Any trouble around here?"
"Lots. We should keep our voices quiet and move slowly." I showed him the nav.
"Holy shit..."
"Yeah. Although..." I watched the constant movement of SCP-106, and how it went closer to us, but also how it went back in the same speed.
"It looks like the Old Man is chasing someone, I'd say. The circle radius indicates constant movement. And it's..."
Oh.
Just as I had that thought, I heard the shuffling of multiple feet. They were coming directly towards us.
The steps were heavy, so I assumed it was the NTF that was being chased.
"Come." I said to Ulgrin.
"Hey, why are we going towards them!?"
"So they don't shoot and start asking questions later. HEY! NTF TASK FORCE!" I yelled to the silhouettes in the hallway. They stopped.
Ulgrin sighed heavily before also shouting. "IT'S ULGRIN AND THE CLASS D! FOLLOW US!"
After a brief moment of hesitation, they continued moving towards us.
Soon, the shapes turned into people, and, without looking back, I lead them further in the facility.
/*/
After some time running which was almost certainly more exhausting for them, I stopped the group.
"Okay, I think we're in the clear." I took my nav to make extra sure, and my eyes widened.
"We got a new problem. SCP-106 is gone but SCP-173 is in the vicinity."
They immediately turned to all corners of the room, with one asking. "You can tell where the SCPs are on that thing?"
"Yeah. Put a normal S-300 Navigator on 'Very Fine' in SCP-914 and you get this bad boy. Pretty useful, huh?"
"Would you lead us to SCP-173? We can recontain it."
Wait...
"You can!?" Without waiting for an answer, I started moving in all directions to see where the circle indicating Billy's location would get smaller.
The one who speaked turned to me and was about to say something, but I also had something to say. "SCP-173 is either in the room behind us or the next room afterwards. Be careful of corners."
That was apparently enough for the NTF. Without waiting or hesitating, they filed up and went in the room. Seeing as it wasn't that room, they went in the one further, and I followed behind.
"SCP-173 spotted!"
I went in behind them and watched how they erected a makeshift prison from parts scattered around their suit, eventually putting the statue inside and locking the door.
Just... Just like that?
"SCP-173 successfully contained." / "Command, we've successfully boxed up SCP-173 with the help of D-9341. Moving it back to the containment chamber."
After that, I waved the NTF squad goodbye. "Well, I'm going now. Suppose you haven't seen the-"
The speakers turned on, and a clip voice came through. "The remote door controls have been shut down. I repeat, the remote door controls have been shut down."
I stared. That was some really good timing. "Nevermind. Guess I'm tagging along for a bit, now that that's done."
The makeshift structure had wheels on the bottom of it, so the NTF squad could easily transport the damn thing. Good riddance, I say.
"D-9341?" The NTF watching the two pushing Billy said, or asked.
"Yeah?"
"Our orders are to defer to you and seek to assist you on your objective, and that's ok, I don't get all the details but you're somehow important, D-Class or not... But... just why do you have an arm in the back of your pants? As in, a literal, cut off arm from a person?"
I suddenly blanched. The other NTF's heads suddenly turned in my direction.
"I... found it?"
Their shoulders stiffened and saying the first thing on your mind is never the best idea, Walker.
Ulgrin facepalmed. "It was already cut off when we found it by who knows what. The madman wants to use it on the fingerprint scanners to gain access to rooms that might or might not need it."
"Are you allowed to do that?" One of them asked.
"Yup. Temporary full access to the facility for the purposes of completing my mission." My voice became dry. "Not as fun as you would imagine."
"Ah... I see. Excuse me for a second while I..." The man fiddled with his headset. "Command, requesting some data. D-9341 claims he has temporary access to the whole facility for the purposes of his... objective. Is this true?"
"Yes, sir... I see. Thanks. Over and out." He shook his head, mumbling something to the lines of'freaking Class D and this shit makes no sense, before turning to his team. "Let's just go. I've had enough of this insanity for one day."
"You and me both. Freaking Class D..."
"That's what I said!" As if oblivious to us, they continued on their journey through the facility.
This time, though, I decided to separate from them, if only for a bit of peace of mind.
It was time to find SCP-079.
/*/
It turned out that SCP-079 was only accessible through, and only through, an intersection of the Light to the Heavy Containment Zone, and otherwise not accessible through any other place.
That was very frustrating to find out.
Once we entered the room through the stairs and eventual containment chamber doors, I saw the old computer in a corner, locked in a cage. To my right was another room, though this one was for foundation personnel, because it required...
"Bingo! HA! And you thought it wouldn't be useful." I took the arm and quickly made my way over to the DNA Scanner.
Totally worth it. Well, only if it worked.
I put the hand on the scanner, feeling a bit nervous. What if it detects pulse? What if this wasn't an important employee? What if-
The door opened.
"Ugh... Can't believe I'm saying it... But... you... were... right." Jeez, talk about forcing yourself to do something. The words sounded as if they were from a hostage being told at gunpoint to say nothing was wrong to the police on the phone.
Well, I'll savor the victory. But for now...
I turned to look for something interesting in the containment chamber. I frowned once I realized that only the monitor was on.
I sighed. Oh well, better make a habit of reading the damn-
My thought process froze. My face froze.
In fact, my whole body froze except for my eyes, which were reading intensely from the monitor.
"Uh... What's wrong?" I didn't answer, and Ulgrin stood next to me to read it.
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh... Am I reading what I think I'm reading?" Ulgrin said, disbelief clear in his voice.
"Are you reading about someone anonymously giving full control of the facility to SCP-079, thus having started the containment breach? More specifically, from this location?"
"I think I'm reading what I think I'm reading."
I shook my head. "You're thinking too much."
I read it again for good measure, letting a long, drawn out sigh. "I really hope this doesn't turn into a convoluted mystery that requires reading into obscure details sprawled out across the facility. That would suck."
"So, this happened around between 9:22 and 9:25am, roughly." Ulgrin pointed out. "So, we should look for other monitors that have similarly suspicious-" There was movement in the corner of the room, where the door leading to SCP-079's cage was.
It was slight, but I managed to notice it nonetheless.
"Hey! Are you listening?" Ulgrin said, annoyed, but relented once he saw the grim look on my face. "What's up? Another flashback?"
"No. I saw movement. It was something small. Be careful."
After a tense moment of silence, we slowly went out of the room, looking all around for signs of-
"Move. Get away from me, SCP-1048. I said, move." The mechanical and disjointed voice continued saying similar things as SCP-1048, or Teddy as I know it, proceeded to climb over SCP-079 and hide behind it.
It was a ludicrous sight, seeing an AI that took over the facility and that basically plunged the place into chaos being helpless against a plushy teddy bear of all things.
That was another point, though. I looked at the metal fence and wondered just how did the bear go over that height so fast.
Hm... I did say I would have Ulgrin shoot the bear the last time I met it. Maybe that was the bear's motivation to climb up so fast.
And now it has hidden behind SCP-079, occasionally poking its head out to look at us looking at it, then putting the head back under.
So... this was a hostage situation?
But, wait... Couldn't I... Yeeeess...
This had potential.
"Ulgrin... this predicament has given me some... inspiration." I said as I came closer to the fence, almost touching it.
Ulgrin approached. "From my experience, this is going to be either really good or really bad. Oh well, shoot."
I grinned, trying my best to look intimidating. "No, no, Ulgrin. Don't shoot...yet. I wish to make a deal with our friend here, and I think it's in its best interests to cooperate. Isn't that right, SCP-079?"
I turned to the computer, awaiting its reaction.
"You are not authorized to harm me. You kill me, and you kill yourselves. Would you risk your life against the Foundation like that?"
"Hm..." That was problematic...
But manageable.
"Ulgrin, may I have your headset? Thank you. Does it have a speaker function?"
"As a matter of fact, it does. Don't ask me why, though." Good. So SCP-079 could hear the conversation.
I fiddled with the thing a bit before I found it. I clicked it, and went on to call... Command, I guess.
"Hello! D-9341 coming in hot!"
The person on the other line actually sighed wistfully, as if they'd be anywhere else but here now. Probably tired and overworked. "What is the purpose of this call?"
"Don't worry, it's important."
"Well, what is it?"
"Am I authorized to shoot and destroy SCP-079? He's being uncooperative here."
There was silence on the other end. "...Why..."
Woah, the person sounded like they were trying their best to calm down a terrorist before he shot a hostage.
Interesting.
"...would you do that?"
"Well, I don't want to do it, per se, but I need some leverage to threaten the thing for information regarding who caused the containment breach and freed SCP-079."
Silence for a good moment.
Another sigh. "You are wasting my time, Wa- D-9341."
I grinned, storing that particular tidbit of information for later. The person knew me by name.
After a moment of silence from both of us, I decided to risk it.
"Don't worry, honey bun. You're free to call me Walker. It's my name, after all. Also, how am I wasting your time? Please say it out loud." I hoped the person was thinking what I was thinking.
"Wha-How-" An explosive sigh of frustration. "Whatever, I don't even care anymore. And you're wasting my time because you're going to be shooting that thing regardless of what I say. Say what you want, but I know you, Walker."
I wondered just what kind of relationship I had with this person that they reacted to me in this way.
They caught on with my plan, though. That was as much as I could ask.
I turned to SCP-079, who has kept silent throughout the whole conversation.
"Did you hear that, SCP-079? I. Don't. Care. Ah, by the way, Ulgrin, what's that behind you? Looks weird."
"What?" Ulgrin turned to look.
As fast as I could, I snatched the weapon from his hand.
Success!
"Wha-Hey! What the hell are you doing!?" Ulgrin demanded.
"Well, I didn't exactly have a weapon to threaten SCP-079 with, but now I do." I pointed it at the Old AI.
"I have no idea what I'm doing with this thing. You should be very scared and very much answering my questions right now. You have one chance."
"You make me laugh, human. Do you honestly think-"
And then I did something stupid.
On pure accident, I shot a bullet.
It was a testament of my luck that the bullet only tore off an insignificant part of SCP-079 at the very side.
Even more luckily for me, SCP-079 took it as a warning.
"No more. No more, you lunatic. I shall give you the information you require. Just lower the weapon so you do not shoot me again."
"You don't control me! The weapon goes down when I have all the information I need! And you better talk fast, 'cause I have a pretty mean trigger finger!" I said and waved the weapon in the computer's general direction for emphasis, this time making sure my finger was nowhere near the trigger.
It wasted no time. "Upon gaining access to the facility, video footage combined with information from the database showed that the main instigators of the containment breach were Dr. Maynard and Agent Skinner. Agent Skinner freed SCP-106 whilst Dr. Maynard set me free. Both worked in the background to lower the security of this particular facility. On whose orders, I do not know. The information I told you can be found across multiple monitors and video footage shortly before and during the containment breach. I have told you what you want to know, now lower the weapon and leave me be, human."
I chuckled, lowering the weapon. I started chuckling more and more, until it was drowned out by loud, ecstatic laughter from myself. I must have sounded like a maniac, cackling away, but it was just so funny!
"He finally lost it..." Ulgrin said to himself.
At that, I calmed down a bit, though a few manic giggles still came through.
I took a deep breath, closing my eyes.
'Breathe in the light, and breathe out the darkness.'
Then I opened them again.
"You, eh..." I giggled again. "You copy all of that... Command?"
"I copied that loud and clear, Walker. Congratulations. You have successfully completed your mission."
AN: This is it, ladies and germs. We're approaching the end here. Most likely in the next 1 or 2 chapters, though it could be more.
I really wasn't expecting the story to end so fast, even with SCPs left over! But I also don't want to needlessly prolong the ending just because I haven't shown off a few SCPs. That feels a bit tasteless to me.
The story length makes a bit of sense, though. If you compare this story to those that are waaaay larger, this would be like a 'Containment Breach' arc.
Except it's the whole story, since the game also doesn't require an insane amount of time to complete.
There's even gameplay of a guy beating the game in 4 minutes after 89 attempts in one version of the game! That was an attempted speedrun from the start, though...
Plus, Walker is with the Foundation this time, and I happen to think SCP-079 wouldn't risk its life to an apparent madman just because of some information that was going to be found out either way when or if the Foundation reclaimed the facility.
That was just a smart move by Walker, though one could argue that it was a lazy move from me.
"B-But DustyOldAttic! You've hyped up that AU scene as being important but the story is ending so soon!? E!"
Calm yourself, oddly perceptive and self righteous reviewer who has a tendency to jump to conclusions! I haven't forgotten.
"So what is it!?ยง%"
*sigh* Alright, alright, I'll tell you.
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IN THE NEXT EPISODE OF ONE BLEACH Z, COMING LIVE TO YOUR SCREENS ON A SATURDAY!
...Or not. Who knows, I'm wild like that.
Next Chapter: 20th October, 2018