Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

One step, two steps, three steps.

Every step was like stepping on the hearts of the two soldiers, like the crisp sound of death grinding a scythe.

- Woohoo!

Just as Rope was about to approach a dangerous distance and the soldiers put their fingers on the trigger, the roar of the jeep engine came from a distance.

Rope was attracted to the attention.

After about a minute or so, a dark green jeep parked above the port, and an old man in a white researcher uniform stepped down from the passenger seat.

"It seems that I came in time?"

"Dr. Holard!?"

"Well done, soldier, you are not ashamed of your uniform."

The old man nodded at the soldier wearing the helmet, and then turned his attention to Rope.  …

"Unknown Mr. Inhuman, I'm Dr. Kevin Hollard, the main research director of this base, and now I'm only inviting you to his office on behalf of Site Director Wingate Pisley, Director Pisri has I want to tell you something."

"Oh?"

Rope played with the water polo in his hand, with a smile on his face.

"Salute before soldiers? Let me guess, you must have set up some pretty good containment procedures, right? I'll go to the SCP Foundation base, but the process probably won't go your way."

For a foundation that can contain many dangerous SCPs, Rope would be a real fool if he just walked in so stupidly.

Kevin Hollard took a deep breath.

"I think you may have misunderstood something. Under the instigation of the top leader here, Director Wingate Pisri, we are not hostile to you, and naturally we have not set any traps in your imagination. Only this point, please believe it. I."

Saying that, the old man took out something from his arms and threw it towards Rope.

"Pisri once said that you are suspicious by nature, so let me show you this when you don't trust me. He said that after you read this, all your doubts will be solved."

Rope caught what Dr. Kevin threw without fear. He was very confident that whether it was a bomb or a strange virus, it would not have a big impact on him.

He let go of his hand, and what lay in Rope's palm was an old piece of leather.

Like the texture of human skin, on top of the leather, there is a sentence written in English.

—The Shadow of The Oldis Bound to Comeback. (The shadows of the old days will make a comeback)

Rope frowned.

Of course he knew what it meant.

This is the first sentence an orthodox occultist learns before he formally steps into the strange way of esoteric art and prays to the indescribable evil god in the starry sky.

Will the SCP Foundation Site Director be an occultist?

This is really... interesting.

Rope put away the leather and looked at the old man standing in front of him.

There is not much sense of heterogeneity, genuine, pure human beings that can no longer be pure.

"Lead the way." The black-haired youth said briefly.

"... Glad we've reached a consensus."

Dr. Kevin Hollard breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, he also felt absurd when he received the order from Pisri - to actively invite an abnormal creature with high intelligence to the SCP Foundation, it was no different from committing suicide by jumping off a building.The latter may even survive, while the former must die.

But fortunately, the familiarity accumulated over decades made him reluctantly agree.In the end, it also proved that Pesri did not live up to his trust.

Kevin got back into the car and glanced at the black-haired youth in the seat behind him nervously.

What the hell are you planning, Pisri...

The ninth chapter important ancient books, the inextinguishable evil lizard

Passing through the cave, the transparent elevator kept going down, and the honeycomb-shaped SCP Foundation Asian branch came into sight of Rope.

Along the way, as Kevin Hollard said, without any ambush and sudden attack by armed forces, they walked smoothly and comfortably to the most central position of the SCP Foundation branch.

- The twentieth floor under the ground.

"I thought it would be more special here."

Rope walked behind Kevin and said jokingly.

"At least there must be automatic doors, artificial intelligence, infrared laser corridors, etc., to be worthy of the identity of the SCP Foundation?"

"Don't look at me so old, but the movie "Resident Evil" still understands something."

Kevin uses his ID card to open another locked door.

"The things you mentioned may have been developed by the headquarters, but as you can see, this is just a small branch that cannot stand on the table and is cursed by me every day."

"You are honest."

"Because there's no need to lie...well, here we are."

The two came to a fork in the road, and Kevin stopped.