A couple days had passed and dozens more patients spoke of the children. As the current leader of the Multi-U affairs department, Trevor Bailey ordered several key personnel to interview many different SCPs in the hopes that at least one of them would know something about the children.

"Ok, you three." Trevor said, referring to Five, Poison and Dick. "We suspect that SCP 6969 may have information we need."

Dick and Poison couldn't help but giggle at that number.

"Ugh, you two are so immature." Said Five.

"You know there's a great Ninja Sex Party song called 6969." Said Poison. Five rolled his eyes at the pink haired beauty.

"Follow me." Said Trevor as he guided the three through white walled halls on a walk towards the whereabouts of SCP 6969. "Don't touch anything, ok?" He warned them, passing by several D-class personnel participating in seemingly dangerous containment tests of several bizarre items, including a supernatural sweet bowl.

After a few short minutes, the four arrived at the door to chamber 6969. The door was light grey with no window on it and a large pink heart sticker plastered at eye level. Upon seeing this, Poison kissed her bearded lover as Five once again rolled his eyes.

"Could you two get a room or something?" He asked.

Trevor ignored their antics and said. "Now, I have to warn you, this one isn't safe, she's been labeled Euclid, we still don't fully understand her motives."

The inside of SCP 6969's room looked like a horny teenager's bedroom complete with a heart shaped double bed, posters of notoriously attractive celebrities such as Jason Mamoa, Pamela Anderson, Brad Pitt and even Marilyn Monroe herself as well as a large flatscreen with multiple video game consoles wired up to it.

At the foot of the bed, with an xbox controller in her hands, sat the SCP herself. An alluring, curvaceous young woman with long green hair, a large bust, full sensuous lips and eyes like Venus. She wore a tight purple bodysuit with images of pink bats paved on it which left little to the imagination. Engrossed in the game, it took her a few seconds to realise that others had entered the room.

"Ah, some new toys for me to play with?" She asked in a distinctly Scottish accent, looking up at the three.

"Sadly not, Morrigan, we have some questions for you." Trevor replied.

"A damn shame, the pink haired woman looks ravishing! It's been a while since I've played with a woman, much less one of her beauty!"

"Well, I'll have you know that she was born a boy." Trevor informed her.

"Well then she was born the wrong gender! I see a very confident woman here, assigned male at birth means nothing when deep down, you are truly a woman!"

"Well, Morrigan." Poison replied. "You seem remarkably progressive, much like my boyfriend here, Dick."

"Ooh! Is the chubby boy open to a threesome?"

"Morrigan!" Trevor interrupted. "This isn't for fun you know!"

"But life is all about fun!" Morrigan protested.

"Listen lady, I'm not here for an orgy!" Five insisted.

"Of course not, sure you're clearly too young anyway! It'll just be us three, we'll play Halo-"

"Enough! We are not here for that! These three have some questions regarding the children, you know, the nightmares that many here are having!" Trevor said.

"I can barely contain my disappointment. Ah well, I suppose I could answer some, hit me!"

"Ok then." Dick replied. "What do you know about the children?"

"Could you have asked a more vague question? Ok fine, from what I remember, the Children of the Savannah as they are known as in full are an extremist group of eco terrorists who, from my understanding, have ties with anti magic groups. Would you believe they tried to destroy my glorious beauty?"

"This isn't about you, you know?" Five said.

"I'm very well aware, I just cannot let go of the time they tried to exercise me from this realm. It wasn't that long ago, you know? Anyhow, they hate not only magic, but all technology too, even civilisation as a whole. Which begs the question of how the hell they achieve anything. Short answer, they fucking hypocrites! Oh sorry, is swearing unattractive? No? Good."

"So are they using some kind of curse or something to give people nightmares?" The scientist asked.

"If they are, then they must be exceedingly arrogant, thinking they can warn us of their rise and still win, unless some other being or faction is warning us about them, in which case, we better heed their warnings. Either way, I'd take this very seriously."

"Do they have headquarters anywhere?"

"Oh I don't know that! Though the bastards who assaulted me were based in southern India. Maybe you should start there."

Trevor pulled out his mobile phone from his coat pocket and dialled a short number before placing it against his ear.

"The Overseer, are you there? Good, we have some information regarding the children of the savannah. Important information. I'll be right there." He said.

"Before you guys go, could you please send some beauties down to me. I'm starting to get bored." Morrigan requested.

"Oh and send some sexually attractive D-class personnel down to SCP 6969 please." He hung up the phone. "Now promise me, that you'll be good, Morrigan."

"I'll try not to be too naughty." She bit her lip and winked, giggling slightly.

Trevor then walked the three back towards a simple waiting room with cheap looking chairs all lined up in a row and a small tv placed against the corner, playing Home Alone on a dvd player.

"Listen, you three, I'm going to speak with The Overseer and tell her about the children of the savannah. In the meantime, take these." Trevor handed Dick and Poison two small devices. "These are recorders, we'll use them to get further information out of Morrigan the succubus."

"So, wait a sec, if she's a succubus, does that mean sex with her is lethal?" Asked Poison.

"Not for me it wouldn't be!" Said Dick.

"I'm afraid so, though outercourse appears to be safe for the most part." Trevor explained, apparently ignoring Dick.

"Can I just go?" Asked a rather frustrated Five. "What's the point in me being here anyway?"

"You have powers that may be useful for us."

"How the fuck do you know about them?"

"We know a lot of things that many say we shouldn't. You're a Hargreeves child, aren't you? Universe seed: three-three-nine-eight-slash-donut-capricorn. In your universe, the world ended in 2019CE, it's ahead of ours in the meta timeline by about eight years."

Five took a double take at this information.

"You look surprised!" Said Dick. "This is the Multiuniversal Affairs Department! They know a lot of shit about the multiverse here."

"Ok, so you know shit about me! So what exactly do you want to use me for?"

"Five, there's a open wound in the universe nearby, in the forest just outside." Trevor explained. "If we can find the source of these holes and close them permanently, we'll find your siblings for you."

"You mean, they survived?"

"Indeed, the family that caused the apocalypse, were the only ones who survived it. Your time travel trick worked, for them at least. They made it to the sixties, safe and sound."

Five wanted to believe him, but struggled to. It seemed too good to be true. Even still, this could be his only chance at finding them again. Hopefully, it was worth the risk.

"Ok, I'll do it."

"Good. As for you two, you should try to get some more information out of Morrigan. Get her drunk, slip her some of these truth pills and wait for her to spill the beans. We'll listen in on the recorders, just stick them on the walls just outside her containment cell. Also be careful, she can be lethal, don't get too raunchy if you can avoid it. She's already taken some of our best D-class personnel."