Upon entry into the inner sanctum of containment of SCP-136, I got a message on my walkie talkie from 9431, which got the attention of the group inside of the room... and among them, I saw that, among them, was none other than 05-9. AKA, Doctor Bright. AKA, SCP-963. And he was in the room looking to be freaking out. And why? I could sense it. When in the room, I saw the sight of a D-Class being absorbed into a mini-black-hole and, in just five seconds afterwards, I heard the giggling of 136-2. But unlike Doctor Bright, I didn't get uneasy from it. I just heard the voice of 9431 on my walkie.

"789XP! 058 has resurfaced and is willingly going to containment for a change. Report status," he said, me not responding as Doctor Bright looked scared for his life.

"T-The doll... it's floating right f-f-for me..." he said with concern, me then furrowing my brows after.

"Hey! STUPID DOLL! How about ya pick on me instead! Fresh meat right here!" I shouted, which Doctor Bright then gasped as he then shuddered and fell to the ground, going unconscious instantly. And shortly after, 136-2 appeared in front of me, floating in her sexualized manner. But... her appearance was MUCH different for me than anyone else. For me, specifically? She looked to be a completely normal human woman, wearing lingerie that did cover her extremeties, and she was still giggling, but it became confused as it got closer to me. After getting to about 3 feet from my face, the doll ghost looked at me and started to speak.

"You... are not affected by my curse?" she asked, me raising an eyebrow at that.

"A curse? Clarify, please?" I said, me then turning the security doors on as I could hear some footsteps coming closer.

"I was just a normal girl... and then, a witch came and did something to me. She confined me to that doll and cursed me to forever be both ugly and beautiful... and the more people that feared me, the stronger I'd become... until I eventually got strong enough to destroy the world! I d-d-don't know why... b-but... when next to you in this form... I feel the power... diminishing... please, stay with me for a little longer... I want to be able to be put to rest," she said, me then nodding as I then got some words on my radio.

"789XP! Whatever you're doing in there, STOP! Or you can kiss your status goodbye!" said a voice on the end of it, one that made 136 gasp.

"I... I recall that voice... 05-6... she's been feeding me people against my will... and doing the same with 106... I beg of you, stop her, dethrone her... tell the others what have happened..." she said, me frowning as I then held the walkie to her mouth.

"Speak to her for me, see what happens," I said, her nodding.

"Hello? Experimenter? Can you hear my voice?" 136-2 asked, which made a gasp happen on the other end.

"W-Wha... a-are you... it can't be! You're able to think clearly now?!" 05-6 asked as I then took the PA system nearby and pushed my finger to it, as I was close to the button. And when I did? It was perfect timing, as the guards on the outside were about to bust down the final door.

"I remember now. You, the Experimenter... you work for the witch that cursed me to become the doll! And you've been feeding me people against my will because of my curse, as well as continuing the curse with 106. I'm not going to budge from this spot until my curse is gone... and this man you're threatening is that very cure," she said. And after this was all spoken on the PA systems all over the complex aside from the room we were in? I then heard a voice on my walkie-talkie, only after a slightly brief scuffle was heard on the other end.

"789XP... thanks for the help. The Experimenter has been captured and is going to be executed, but only after we get the information we need from her," said another voice on the end, it being a male one. "We've been trying to find her for awhile, actually, as she's been in this position in secrecy. We only managed to find her location by checking your radio signature. If you are near 136-2 at this moment, from what her words state, being in the vicinity for long enough should get her back to normal. Orders are to stay put with the visage and, once she returns to normal, grab 963 with a pair of tongs and hand it to a D-Class when you resurface. Until then, do not leave the room and do not let anyone inside. Orders from the REAL 05-6 of this world, The Elder," the guy on the other end said, me then responding after.

"If possible, could I ask for a hurried review of my 4666 termination request? Just asking if it can be a return of favor," I said, him then responding afterwards.

"Permission granted for 4666 termination, we already reviewed it prior to your arrival to 058's breach. Your instructions are to be relayed by Doctor Harper once the 136 situation is done and over with," he said, me nodding as the transmission then went off and 136 then smiled at me happily.

"I'm forever grateful for your help and quick thinking... now the Experimenter is captured, you'll learn more from what she did to others... and I finally feel at peace... before I return to normal... what was that strange scorpion thing doing outside?" she asked, me frowning.

"Hopefully you'll forget after we give you amnestics. It was hoping to find a way to destroy the doll state you were in, because it somehow knew you were dangerous, in here, and created by evil people," I said, her nodding at that.

"I'll willingly take any amnesiacs after... I never want to know a thing about these horrible creatures ever again," she said... and after this, a small flash of light happened in front of me before she then landed back on the ground and looked to be completely naked, the same exact look as what I saw her as (buxom woman with blonde hair, freckles, and a scar on her thigh) and she laid on the floor and began to sleep.

"Poor thing must've had quite the ordeal... better that we let her forget her entire ordeal with Class A amnestics," said a voice of Doctor Bright. But not from a person, but from the jewel that was still on his necklace.

"Don't worry, Jack, I'll get you out of here, but only when I find some means of grabbing the locket from a distance. Don't need to take unnecessary risks with this thing on your neck," I said, me hearing a chuckle in the necklace.

"I'm grateful for that. Thanks..."

"You're welcome."

"Wait... you can hear my voice when I'm still in the necklace? That's... awesome!" he admitted with another laugh as I found an appropriate item to grab the necklace without it touching my skin, that being a coat hanger that, after I got it, turned it into a giant hoop, got on a pair of thick gloves, and then looped the necklace over the metal part without it coming into contact. No problemmo!

"What wouldn't be awesome is if I accidentally touched this thing, because who knows if it'd effect me too? I may be immune to negative effects, but I have no idea if this locket would be considered as such. You are, after all, a very positive person, despite the situation," I admitted.

"Don't remind me. That image is still in my head... luckily, it doesn't have any of the psychic interference anymore... so I assume you neutralized 136?"

"I did, and we caught the one who was in charge of feeding it to grow its power. That being a fake 05 member under the name of The Experimenter," I explained, him sounding surprised with his gasp as I then opened up the doors to the room and, afterwards, the guards entered in full body armor and went to the woman on the ground.

"Command 1, SCP-136 is neutralized. She is now a normal woman on the ground and is unconscious. Request stretcher and taken to a non-anomalous holding cell with medical examinations until she awakes," one of the soldiers said as I moved out with two other soldiers by my sides.

"Can't risk this thing touching anyone, Osmond. Just stay ahead of us by at least 3 lengths until we find a suitable D-class member," the guard on the left spoke, me responding after with a simple hum. I then left the tunnels and saw that there was a D-Class that was being freshly taken into the building, me then stopping the guards on the way, which they looked at the necklace and frowned.

"Is the current Doctor dead, I guess?" asked one of the soldiers, me nodding.

"He passed away from 136's effects before I managed to neutralize the doll. It was far too dangerous, and it was pretty much the only way I could get 058 to go back to containment willingly, as 136 was its target," I explained, the D-class being confused as I brought the necklace to him.

"What the hell are you lot talking abo-" he was about to say before I had him touch the necklace's pendant, his voice gasping before he then spoke.

"Um..." Doctor Bright asked when he revived in the guy's head, which led to some questions from a nearby Doctor Harper.

"Come with me for the questionnaire, sir," she said, him groaning.

"Yep... knew this was coming eventually," he admitted as he then left for the inside of the building. And after this, I then saw that I was visited by an 04 member, it being labeled as Doctor Ursa, me seeing that he looked pretty hairy.

"You did a very dangerous thing today, 789XP. I feel that I should negate your entire status and make you Keter for doing this stunt," he said, me frowning at that.

"Yet I managed to find out that the current 06 member was being impersonated by another that was helping to feed and make 136 AND 106 grow stronger. And I managed to also get 058 to go back to containment willingly," I said, him groaning as he held his fingers to his temples.

"I am well aware... however, 136 was also our best tool for interrogations with dangerous criminals, most of which being the cause of trying to create other dangerous SCPs. You'll need to give me a hell of a good excuse as to why you would do this in the first place, without mentioning that the girl was cursed or anything involving the Experimenter or this bizarre witch," he frowned, me frowning.

"You want another excuse? The whole reason 058 went to those tunnels was because it sought to destroy 136. If not for me talking it out of doing so, then this whole site would've been nuked to try and neutralize it. And like the other SCPs I've encountered prior, its attacks weren't effective at me and, oddly, I could hear coherent sentences from the heart scorpion," I said, which made the 04's eyebrows go up in confusion.

"Go on."

"It claimed that it was like me, coming from outside the boundaries of this world. But here's the thing. I never said that to him, he said it first. And afterwards, he claimed that he was hoping to kill evil people, and that 136 was filled with it, most likely from the curse she was under. And that the ones he had killed prior were almost all evil people. And if it involved foundation agents, I can only assume that some of your workers... maaaayyybbbeeee we should do some background checks in some of them? Just in case 058 goes crazy again?" I said, which Ursa frowned at and sighed.

"You will be reconsidered, but only if you can come inside. I need to ask if you can try and talk to another of our SCPs that we have contained here. One that you may be able to converse with," he said, me nodding as I then followed him into the Site and, afterwards, he began to explain himself. "See, SCP-953 is in this site, but lately, she hasn't been very talkative or cooperative," he explained, me knowing who he was mentioning. The keter fox girl. "As you have a very good resilience to negative SCP effects, you'll be sent to her holding cell to try and calm her down. The last thing we need is for her to break containment, as she is very dangerous when she gets angry," he explained as he led me to the Heavy Containment sector and I saw that, in this sector, were other dangerous Keter holding cells, including 409, 106, and even 019. AKA, contagious crystal, old man, and monster pot.

I eventually reached the room that led to 953's room, him then placing me into the different security protocols with me going through the multiple security doors and, eventually, entering the containment with 953. And when I saw her, I saw she was in her red fox form... and then, when she saw me, immediately turned into someone that I personally knew, that being my older sister of 28 years of age, who I knew I couldn't see ever again.

"Well, well, a little meal for me to devour? But it isn't even noon yet," she spoke, me being surprised as I could understand her language in both English AND her language of Native American... and it seemed to be from Cherokee descent.

"No, not really a meal, ma'am. I'm here to talk," I spoke, which made 953 frown as she then tried to touch my hand... and upon doing so, she then immediately retreated her finger as she failed to hide her tails and her ears.

"You... aren't like the others. You aren't affected by me at all!... Are you a god?" she asked, me shaking my head no.

"I'm not a god. I'm another of those SCP designations... but I'd rather speak to you in terms of a first name basis, if that's alright," I smiled, which 953 looked at me before smiling.

"Very well, so long as you don't try anything funny with me. I can still see your thoughts, and you are a man," she smiled.

"No, I'm not into incest," I spoke, which she then looked surprised at before then looking at her hands.

"What is that supposed to mean?"

"You took the form of my older sister. That's what I'm referring to." And after this, the fox girl then looked to understand.

"Ooooh... I understand, how silly of me! You must REALLY be a hard one to get a read on! I usually can take the form of the most seductive traits of those who view me... but your mind must be immune to that! I was wondering why I took the form of a flat-chested adult woman," she admitted.

"Yeah. So what's your name? I'm Marcus," I said, her smiling at me.

"Hehe... my name is Mesakwa. I was named as such by my mother, a long time ago... unfortunately, after I reached maturity, she perished, as is customary with my kin. Only one of us can exist at any given time. I'm sure you know which denomination it is, correct? After all, you seem intellectual enough to know the difference," she smirked.

"Indeed. You're a 9-tailed fox, but from Native American descent. You hate being called the wrong term. You're a Kumiho, not a Kitsune. I'd hate being mislabeled just as much, trust me," I smirked, her nodding.

"Indeed, and I also hate those disgusting perverts who refer to me as a 'furry'. I'm a goddess of nature, not a damn chew toy!" she said angrily with a growl.

"Easy, Mesakwa. I'm not judging you, I just wanted to talk, try to calm you down... see, the guys in charge here noticed that you weren't being talkative or cooperative... is there a reason?"

After I asked this, 953 sighed and quivered a little bit before speaking.

"There is a reason. I sense that there is... a weird creature in this place," she said, me raising an eyebrow. "I feel it watching me. I feel it breathing on my neck. I haven't been able to sleep for three days because, when I do, it tries to attack me! It's... not a human. Only I can see it..." she said, me having a couple ideas, but then saying what the first idea was.

"Did you happen to be around a strange, rusty bell lately? And possibly hear a ring from it?" I asked, which she then gasped and nodded at.

"Y-Yeah! I tried to break out of here a week ago and, when that happened, I heard a weird ring sound from a bell... it sounded very... well, odd for a bell. Like it were a deep, yet soft tone. And then, I started seeing him... oh crap!" she exclaimed, which she looked to the right immediately after. "I-I just saw him! He was trying to go to you, but then he phased right through!"

"Yep. It's official. Not even other SCPs are safe from it... the noise you heard was from 513, a cursed cowbell," I explained, which 953 looked at me in confusion. "It's a bell that, when found, came with a note. "You've seen it, now he can hear you. You've touched it, now he can see you. Never ever ring it. If you hear it, he can touch you," I explained, which, afterwards, 953 looked even more concerned. "That bell, when you hear the ringing, even in audio form from a computer, will result in you being attacked by something only you can see. And it always prefers to attack when you try to sleep. And to this day, only 1 person who has heard it is still alive. Everyone else eventually killed themselves," I explained, her then shivering after.

"I... I'm scared now... am I cursed to never fall asleep again after this? Isn't there any amnestics to cure it? Couldn't they work?"

"No, not at all. Amnestics don't get rid of this symptom. And neither does any medicine, SCP or not. This is going to be a tricky one... please excuse me as I contact the ones in charge, see if they could help," I said, her frowning.

"Fine, if I must..." she growled as I then spoke to the walkie-talkie.

"Attention command? I have found out the reason that 953 isn't being cooperative as of late," I explained. And when they questioned why? "Because she heard 513, that's why." And after I said this? Doctor Ursa responded.

"She heard 513?! And she got affected by it?!... That is extremely problematic. This is the first time that an SCP has been afflicted by 513... and not only that, but a goddamned Keter one... ugh... what do you suggest we do?" he asked, me frowning.

"I think we have to do with a plan A plan B situation. Plan A is for me to listen to the sound produced by 513 and see if I can talk to the entity produced by it," I said. "And plan B is, if the entity cannot communicate to me OR if it can actually affect me, then we need to take 513 and destroy it... and there's only one SCP that I know of that can do the job," I explained, which they then frowned at.

"Very well. Explain after emerging from the cell and on the way to 513 containment," they said, me then looking at Mesakwa and her frowning.

"Don't worry, Mesakwa. I'll try my hardest to make sure you won't be hurt by this creepy thing anymore," I said, her smiling at me after.

"I sincerely hope so... you know, you're the only human I've ever met that's treated me so kindly. I'd hate to lose you," she said, me smiling.

"I'm uh... I'd like it to just be a friend, if that's quite alright. I'm asexual," I said, which is when the fox girl then smirked even wider and began to giggle.

"Now I know exactly why my lustful powers had no effect. Only asexual men can get away with being immune to my powers! Well-played," she smirked at me.

"When I finish with the 513 stuff, I'll see if I can get you some food for dinner... food that doesn't contain human livers," I said, her sighing after.

"For once, I'd love to have a guest for a meal that's much more respectful than everyone else in this dump," she admitted as I then left the containment and, afterwards, the guards looked at me with seriousness.

"Okay, spill the beans. Which SCP do you suggest would be able to destroy 513?" asked one of the 03 doctors.

"According to my memories of that big breach at the storage site I was teleported to? One of the things that 9431 was able to do was take 513 to 914, place it in very rough, and it managed to destroy not only 513, but neutralize the instance of 513-1 in the process," I smirked, which they frowned at.

"First, plan A. We need to see if it can be spoken to by your immunity powers. If not? You'll need an 04 clearance for use of 914 with 513," they explained, me nodding as I then looked at Doctor Harper and she spoke up.

"I'll get to it immediately, just for you, Marcus," she smirked as I was then led to 513's containment in the Light containment zone. And after looking at the clock, noted that it was about 5 in the evening.

"This experiment and the follow-up with 513 will be my last one for the day, please? Because I need sleep just as well, and I promised 953 that I'd share a meal with her for dinner after it's done," I smirked.

"Very well, you'll sleep in Light Containment within the doctor beds, but will be on surveillance during the dinner with 953. She's very manipulative and we can't risk you-" the 03 member said, before I cut him off.

"No, no, I'm not going to bust her out. She became quite calm when I spoke with her. She views me as a friend, but I'm not going to bust her out. I know the protocols and will follow them to the letter and number," I smirked, which the 03 doc frowned at as I then made a joke. "Also, the letters are S, C, and P, and the number is 789," I joked, which he then made a small chuckle after.

"Dumb joke, keep your day job, 789XP," he smirked at me.