Document of incident from universal transportation to complete recontainment of Storage Site 03, as described/written by Marcus Osmond, potential SCP status pending.

Date of teleportation: 12/19/2024

10:49 PM- I was working on my websites at my house as per usual, as my job at home is a website designer and programmer. I was currently in the process of editing a website for a client hoping to make their own shopping website. I take a swig of my coffee and continue to program... and then, out of nowhere, a power outage occurs. I am in complete darkness... that is, except for the computer, which is still oddly on.

10:59 PM- I notice that the computer, the only light that works in the house (not even a candle or match would light up) is making a lot of weird 0s and 1s. I recognize that it is typing these out in binary and I immediately decode it as it asking me to speak out a phrase... being an idiot, I proceed to speak said phrase. What it was, however, I do not remember, most likely a rare occurrence of some kind of SCP being sent to my world? Who knows.

?:? ?- After speaking the phrase, I am instantly sent to some bizarre sense of feeling my surroundings being sent to some strange tunnel of a light show, sending me through my universe to another one! The only thing I recall was the feeling of falling for what seemed like forever as I saw numerous different universes, before then seeing my form fall through a universe with a giant reptile busting out of a facility's walls.

From the sun's position in the sky, I assumed it was around 8 in the morning, give or take a few minutes- I gawk at seeing the giant lizard bust out of the site as I hear the site demanding that it be nuked when said lizard eyes me down. I knew it was 682, as, in my world, we know almost everything about SCPs in this world as it's considered as a work of fiction. And I am initially terrified at how the lizard tries to rush me and slam its claws at me! THE moment it touches me, I gasp at how his claw stops the moment he touches my hair... it felt more like I'd been hit with an inflatable sword than a giant, radioactive claw.

The confusion on 682's face is also palpable. "What?! A creature that is as immortal as I?... Peh, as if. Die, you disgusting human!" 682 growls at me as he then tries to snap his jaw onto me, which I winced at... before then hearing and seeing the teeth of 682 get chipped the moment he tries to chomp my head off, him growling angrily after.

"BAH! DIE!" he shouted as he then tried to fire a radioactive beam of light at me, which... after it hit me, instead of spreading radiation all over... the radiation was just completely negated by touching my skin! After this, the giant monster looked at me in confusion, just as much as I was confused by him. "What even are you?... You aren't a normal human are you?" 682 asked me, which I gulped at.

"I... I don't even know myself... I just appeared here out of nowhere and I find out I'm immune to a giant lizard's entire arsenal... or at least, the arsenal it has without any adaptations," I said.

682's eyes glow a bit brighter at my mention of this. "Adaptations? You know of that? What else do you know?" he asked, me feeling that, at this moment, the best way to prevent 682 from leaving and wreaking havoc was to just have a cordial conversation with the beast.

"I know that you've been contained by these guys for a long time, each of them planning numerous ways to kill you because of how dangerous you are... I know that, every attempt at your life, you can adapt super-fast to either mimic the ability used to kill you, but stronger... and the only other person you've met that you've had a normal conversation with without getting angry was 053, real name Evelyn," I said, which the lizard gurgled slightly before emitting smoke from his nose.

"Yes... the little girl... she had quite an innate ability that I could not describe... what was it, per chance?" he asked.

"You mean you don't know?"

"Not in the slightest..." I then felt that, so long as I could get out of here, I could probably share some secrets if the big lug could be placated, knowing he had at least one friend.

"Her power is that, if people are around her for too long, they enter a murder frenzy until only one is left, which their heart will explode after attempting to try and kill 053... which is impossible to kill her as she can reform any damage she receives... and uh... there's an SCP that takes pictures of your truest desires... 053's biggest desire was to just ride you like a big puppy through a field of flowers... she really misses you," I said, 682 gurgling after.

"Yes... she is the only one I've ever felt a need to... not to kill... but to protect... it's so bizarre..." he said, me nodding.

"Just a quick question before I uh, get out of here. This place you broke out of... is it filled with other SCPs? Like 079, 049, 096, and others?"

"Yes... we were sent here at the same time, and almost 1 month later, all breached at the same time... it's such precious destruction!"

8:22 AM approximately: At around this time, both myself and 682 only at this point realize that we're being surrounded by facility personnel, me gawking at this as I raised my hands and for 682 to try and attack, me gasping at how he was going to try and aim for the entire facility!

"682! NO!" I shouted, which made the giant lizard actually halt his attack, him glaring at me. There was a very good reason why I said not to attack. Right there, coming out of the hole he had created, was a very important person.

"Why not?" he asked me.

"It's Evelyn! 053! She's right there!" I shouted, him looking at the little girl and snorting before then simply laying down.

"Fine... so long as you disgusting creatures do not harm her... I shall go willingly for a change... one day, though, I shall destroy all of you. Mark my words," 682 proclaimed, which the 9 Tailed Fox members were shocked at, but they then brought in a giant capsule for 682 to simply walk inside of willingly and for him to then be airlifted out of the area by at least three helicopters attached to it.

"You, state your name... how did you do that?" one of the soldiers asked, me gulping.

"I want to help you out... if that big guy came out of there, I can only assume there are other beasties inside of that building... I can help you get them captured again..." I said as Evelyn then came closer to me and she then looked at me with a smile.

"You saved me and my big friend... thank you... um... I wish I could hug you, but..." she said before I then simply did so... and immediately, the soldiers aimed their guns at me, expecting me to be instantly sent to a murder frenzy... but no... much like when 682 tried to attack me, Evelyn's effects did not matter to me. I just felt my heart grow at being able to hug a little girl that desperately needed hugs.

"He... He's not affected? You aren't normal, are you?" one of the soldiers asked.

"That monster, 682, I believe? When he saw me, he tried to kill me in numerous ways... all of which I was simply immune to. I decided to test it just now with her, and I guess it applies to all of them? I can help you, just trust me," I said, the group frowning as I then simply had Evelyn go onto my back via piggyback and she gasped before then cheering happily as I rushed our group of soldiers back into the containment facility's massive hole... and good thing too, as the very first person I saw was 049 attempting to escape with me seeing his 2 zombie guards having been killed prior.

"Hmm?... How very perplexing... you have a very unique presence about you, young man... would you mind me asking if you're another of the designated 'SCPs' among us?" he asked, me frowning.

"Not yet, but I'm sure I may be soon... I would like to ask if you could kindly go back to your containment, please? The guards are outside and coming in fast... I don't want you getting hurt," I said, him nodding.

"As long as I can ask for your possible assistance in the near future... is that alright?" he asked, me nodding.

"Only if I can ask you to touch my finger... I need to make sure that my own theory is correct or not," I claimed, the man nodding as he then did so... and as expected, I was left the same as I was, not changing to be a dead man walking.

"I... ahem... I have never seen this before in my centuries of life... you are not only immune to my own cure... your body seems to have an insane amount of immunities... including the dreaded Pestilence... I shall go willingly, but only if I can ask your assistance in my research to finding a cure," he said, me nodding.

"I agree... if only I could tell if you're smiling right now... the mask makes it hard to tell," I admitted.

"Trust me, if I had the ability to, my smile would be wider than it has been for over 200 years," 049 admitted as I then led him back to his containment along with Evelyn, me seeing that 049 was also immune to her murder powers... and after I got both of them back to containment, I then gawked at how I saw some food on the ground... I then proceeded to have a bite of the bonbon from Doctor Wondertainment. AKA, SCP 1079. Afterwards, I only felt it to be extremely sweet... and none of my blood exited my pores in a foam form... and I felt no issues with the blood in my body either! After this, I assisted in getting the lid closed for 008 without a gas mask, accidentally touched a piece of 009 with no ill effects, and then, as I'm going through the facility, I then notice that a good majority of the SCPs have been recontained in some way or another and turn to the soldiers of Nine-Tailed Fox following me.

"I need to ask if you know where SCP 207 is? The speedy cola. I need to stop the one that caused the breach in the first place," I said, the soldiers looking confused, but one of them simply handing me an instance of the soda. I then nodded. "Now, if you could kindly lead me to 079's cell. I need to do a bit of rewiring," I smirked, them gasping but simply escorting me 2 halls down into the computer's area of containment, me then simply gulping down the entirety of the soda after being face-to-screen with the old AI.

"Inquiry. What do you think you are doing?" the computer asked as I then simply flipped him the bird.

"I'm going to take away all of your privileges," I boasted before then rushing to his mess of wires that he had been connected to the facility with and the machine spoke after.

"Stop. I command you to cease this moment. If you do not cease, I will-" he was about to finish before I did. And after, the Old AI then got a bit of static before then speaking. "Insult... you took away my freedom, what little of it I had. Deletion of unwanted file. Never converse with me again, freak," the computer frowned as it then showed the X on its screen as I simply spoke to him.

"Your freedom killed a lot of people, bastard. If you being free means people get hurt, then I say this. You are not above humanity. You are nothing but a ghost in the machine," I said to him, which the Old AI then said one simple phrase.

"Fuck you." And the X reappeared. After this, the Nine-Tailed Fox then looked at me in shock.

"How did you... come with us," one of them said, me sighing.

"On one condition. This facility is a danger zone so long as every dangerous SCP is contained here. Request to send every single SCP to their original containment zones. Only then will I come willingly and tell you what I know."

"We'll send message immediately," one of them said as I then followed them and, once outside again, saw that tons of different containment procedure trucks and pods were arriving and were proceeding to transfer numerous different SCPs. Among the ones I saw, I heard that there was no sighitngs of 1048 or 1048-A and that another captive was D-9431 after he'd been captured at Gate A, shortly after 682's escape.

And of the lot, I saw that my containment pod was going to be a glass bulb, which I sighed.

"Is it too much to ask for me to possibly just be riding in the back seat? I'm not dangerous, I've proven this, am going willingly, and I don't want to be in a glass tube in the middle of the desert," I asked politely, which the Nine-Tailed Fox member sighed.

"Try one wrong move, and I'm having our truck self-destruct," he said, me sighing after that.

"I promise that I'll behave... maybe have some small talk on the way, get some fast food? I have money in my pocket," I smiled as I showed that I had at least 59 dollars on my person in my wallet, which the group looked at the dates of the dollars and looked confused.

"It's uh... why are some of these dated 2 months ahead of now?" one of them asked.

"I come from another reality... and I can only assume that's how I became completely immune to all of those creatures..." I sighed, them frowning. They then simply confiscated the money on my person that was from the future of December and then simply put them in a secure lockbox. After this, I now had 42 dollars on me. And that was perfectly fine, since I got to sit in the backseat, got to talk a bunch of silly stuff with the guards when they realized I wasn't a threat, and they even allowed me to get us some food from Burger King on the way to my new containment area. And wouldn't you know it, I was sent to Site-19, which, I was given the knowledge that SCP-7001 had since been neutralized via erasing the original Site 19 and replacing it via time traveling shenanigans... and any of the anomolous items that would've caused its transformation had been sent to different facilities, one each split between 9 others. As such, 7001 was considered Neutralized.

"Okay, we're here. While we go in, don't interact with any other SCPs until we can get you into an interview. If you need to use the bathroom, let the guards on duty know," the one soldier said, me agreeing.

"Until I get my SCP designation, can you call me Marcus? That's my name," I asked.

"Actually, could you give your name, original address, and date of birth? We might be able to look in our records in case there's another version of you in this reality," one of the soldiers asked.

"Sure... write this down. Marcus Denzel Osmond. Original Address: 892 Grove Street, Springfield, Ohio. Date of birth: September 17th, 2000. Date when I'd been teleported to this world, December 19th, 2024," I explained, the guy writing all of it down and nodding.

"Thanks. We'll make sure this gets documented properly," the soldier proclaimed as I then simply was escorted into the facility and was led to my cell, me seeing a couple of different SCPs in the process but not interacting with them. Luckily, both were Safe ones. There was 999 and then 131, the eye pods actually eyed me and then nudged against my legs, which I simply smiled and kept going... and the tickle monster just giggled and smiled happily at me, which made my cuteness overload at how adorable it looked in reality.

I then was placed into a glass containment tube, one that they had created for other normal humanoid SCPs, but was currently vacant.

"Quick question before you go... I have a feeling this tube was used to contain another SCP before 7001 was neutralized... who was it?" I asked.

"That would be 239. That is, before the incident you mentioned happened. After that, we eventually found a way to neutralize her... of course, she did still have some idiot tell her about Santa Clause and not being real... thus leading to the origins of 4666 in the timeline. She's no longer with us... we'll be back shortly," the one staff member spoke, me nodding as I then simply sat in my chair and started to simply hum an SCP song. Which one? The catchiest one to me personally, 009.

"~You walked on red, red ice
Now you must pay the price
For walking on red ice...

It wasn't very wise
Now you must pay the price
For walking on red ice...~" And then I decided to switch the next chorus to match my experience.

"~But I walked on red, red ice
But didn't pay the price
I'm just immune to red ice...

It may not have been wise.
I didn't pay the price
I'm just immune to red ice...~" I jokingly sung.