Exploration Log A009-1

**— Exploration Log 11/05/19██ —**

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**Situational Report:** *Mobile Task Force Beta-7 (The “Haz-Matters”) was deployed to recovery site to catalogue and safely retrieve samples of SCP-009 for transport to Site ██. Agent ████ Bryce (MTF-B7) made a visual inspection of the area and noted three (3) bodies, all male, between the ages of ██ and 40 years. Dr. ███, also on-site, surmised from the relative position of subjects that Mr. ██████ (Age 32; hereafter referred to as Subject Zero) was the origin point of [REDACTED]. Subsequent subjects are presumed to have been exposed to SCP-009 while attempting to help Subject Zero back to the wreckage of the boat. During standard perimeter sweep, Agent ██████ Hewes located what appeared to be humanoid tracks leading Northeast. After brief deliberation, a three-man team consisting of Agents Hewes, Whitmore, and Cassidy was dispatched to investigate potential security breach.*

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**<Begin Log - 6:42:43 EST>**

**Agent Hewes:** We’ve found something, Control. It’s a cave. The tracks lead inside.

**Control:** Copy, Hewes. What do you see?

**Hewes:** Looks like a crack in the ice, its… maybe a meter tall. The opening’s not very wide.

**Agent Whitmore:** Cap’n, we got a body!

[Unidentified shuffling noises are heard.]

**Control:** We didn’t copy, Hewes. Repeat.

**Hewes:** There’s a subject here, control. Frozen in the Skip. Male… about 15. Looks like he was trying to crawl away from something. There’s a spear-gun here… also frozen. It’s been fired.

**Control:** Any signs of trauma?

[There is a pause.]

**Agent Cassidy:** Without touching him, I can’t be sure. But it looks like he was stabbed by something. See how he’s gripping his chest here? Right where this spike is growing out… he might’ve been attacked.

**Hewes:** Did you hear her, control?

**Control:** Affirmative. Tag the coordinates for recovery, and proceed into the cave.

**Whitmore:** We usin’ live fire, cap’n?

**Hewes:** There might be hostiles, so yes. But keep ‘em in single-shot mode. Don’t want the guns getting too hot.

**Cassidy:** Good call. Don’t wanna’ end up like this guy.

**Whitmore:** [unintelligible] … that’s for sure.

[Agents ready their weapons and proceed. Approximately two (2) minutes pass.]

**Whitmore:** [unintelligible].

**Control:** Please repeat, Hewes, we didn’t copy.

**Hewes:** Its… there’s a chamber in here, control. I’d say… 5 or 6 meters in diameter. It’s filled with red ice. In the middle… there’s a pool. Looks about 3 meters wide. Depth unknown.

**Cassidy:** ‘The fuck hap- [screams are heard]

[Gunfire]

**Control:** Hewes, come in! Are there hostiles?

[There is a brief pause]

**Hewes:** Fuckin’ hell… negative, control, just- … Jesus, a fucking polar bear. Its dead. There’s dozens of bodies here. Not human. I see a few seals, a snow fox… and a… What the hell?

**Whitmore:** ‘Da fuck is that?

**Cassidy:** No, no, no, no… oh, god.

**Control:** Hewes? Do you copy?

**Hewes:** Cassidy found a… um… a spider. A giant spider.

[There is a pause, during which shuffling and hard breathing are heard]

**Control:** Is it alive? What do you mean by giant?

**Hewes:** I mean fucking huge, control! At least a meter leg span. Its frozen… wait, no… shit, I don’t see anything inside. It almost looks like its *made* of this stuff.

**Cassidy:** [unintelligible] not possible… we’re nowhere close to Germany.

**Whitmore:** What? What about Germany?

**Cassidy:** Cap’n, I’m pretty sure that’s thirty-twenty-three.

**Control:** Repeat, captain?

**Hewes:** Cassidy said the spider is SCP-3023, control.

[There is a pause.]

**Control:** That’s not possible, Hewes. Why would she think that?

**Cassidy:** [Voice elevated] I’m sure, Control! I’ve worked with 3023. It’s an instance made of Skip-Nine!

**Whitmore:** Wait, what’s 3023?

**Control:** That is classified. Agent Cassidy, you are to speak no more of this. If the specimen is destroyed, there is no reason to worry about it. Please continue your search.

**Cassidy:** [Mumbling] But how the fuck did it get here?

**Hewes:** We copy, control. Cassidy, sweep the perimeter. See if there’s any side tunnels.
**Cassidy:** But-

**Hewes:** ████, that’s an order.

**Cassidy:** [Unintelligible].

**Hewes:** █████, check these corpses. See if there’re any humans.

**Whitmore:** On it.

**Control:** Agent Hewes, how deep is the pool you mentioned?

**Hewes:** Can’t see the bottom. God… I’m having SCP-354 flashbacks… this is not cool.

**Control:** Focus, captain. Is there anything nearby you can use to measure the depth?

**Hewes:** [Pauses] Well, the spider has a spear sticking out of it.

**Control:** Can you safely retrieve it?

**Hewes:** The suit should protect me, right?

**Control:** All the same, try not to touch the affected material.

**Hewes:** Alright… I’ve got it… should work. Looks to be about 1.5 meters long.

**Control:** Copy that, Hewes. Proceed with caution.

[There is a pause.]

**Hewes:** Well, it’s definitely more than a meter deep. I could go further, but I’d have to get my hand closer to that stuff… suit or no suit, I’d prefer not to do that.

**Control:** Affirmative, Captain. We’ll dispatch some D-Class with gear to test that out. Continue your search.

**Hewes:** Copy that… Well, I guess I’m-

**Cassidy:** [Voice distant] Captain!

**Hewes:** Stand-by, control. What is it, Cassidy?

**Cassidy:** [Voice distant] I think you’re going to want to see this, sir! I think I know where the spider came from!

**Hewes:** Control, I’m going deeper in the cave.

**Control:** Affirmative, proceed.

[Approximately one (1) minute of boots crunching on ice and packed snow]

**Hewes:** … Oh, that's not good.

**Control:** What do you see, captain?

**Hewes:** A… an aperture. About a meter in diameter. It's covered in the stuff… Cassidy!

[10 seconds of silence]

**Hewes:** ████, report!
**Control:** Do you have a visual of Agent Cassidy?

**Hewes:** No. Shit, she must've gone inside!

**Control:** Please remain calm. Describe this aperture.

**Hewes:** I- uh… it just looks like a tunnel, but there's no ice past the mouth - red or otherwise. I can make out a dim light coming from somewhere inside. Might be Cassidy's torch.

**Control:** Is there anything else unusual?

**Hewes:** Cassidy! Cassidy!

**Control:** Captain Hewes, please respond. Is there anything else unusual about the tunnel?

**Hewes:** Yeah, it's… it's wet. The walls are… and the floor. There's a puddle about a meter down. Shit, it's… the puddle is red.

[A few minutes of breathing and shuffling noises]

**Hewes:** Control, did you get that?

**Control:** Affirmative. Stand-by.

[30 seconds of breathing, followed by approaching footsteps]

**Whitmore:** Yo, what's up? Where's Cassidy?

**Hewes:** She went in there.

**Whitmore:** … Yo, Cassidy! Holla' back, girl!

[30 seconds of Silence]

**Hewes:** [unintelligible], Control, I'm going in there.

**Control:** Negative, Hewes! We're rerouting a team of D-Class for recovery. Your orders are to withdraw the rest of your team and await further orders.

**Hewes:** [DATA REDACTED]

**Whitmore:** Whoa, hold up! Take it easy!

**Control:** You have your orders, Hewes. I don't think I need to remind you [DATA EXPUNGED].

[45 seconds of silence]

**Hewes:** Copy, control… let's go, █████,

**<End Log>**