Chapter 104: .Pandora's Box

Lin You will naturally not be so stupid to tell the truth.
She silently listened to them discussing the current predicament every word, and almost said that those guys have been cleaned up by her, and there is no need to fight with the air.
Anyhow, it was held back.
"Yep."
The new teammate agreed: "The most important thing is to be careful."
"Speaking of it," he kept a short head and looked very energetic. "Walking around, all the players who came across were players, saying that we are class-D personnel who are detained as criminals. So what about those researchers?"
"It's dead."
The other person answered casually, he had a square face with a wide forehead.
He saw that they were all looking at him, and said immediately.
"Didn't you see?" At this moment, he couldn't tell which was south, east, and north. He had to point in a random direction. "When I first came out, I saw a man in a white coat falling from the ceiling. Even the breastplate is dirty, and the title in front looks like a doctor."
Lin You: "Dirty?"
She asked curiously, and she nodded her head.
"So is the place where it fell."
He recalled: "It was ticking like black mud, as if it had been corroded, and then the doctor was also stained..."
"But he was dead then."
The teammate added.
"The hands on my face are as if dry and cracked alive, although I tried to find it, but I didn't turn over anything."
The faces of Lin You and the man with gold-rimmed glasses both showed something clear.
Listening to this description, there is no doubt that it is the scary old man.
It's just that the two people think differently. Compared to the teammate who is thinking about the dangers lurking around him, Lin You's mind is all that miserable "pocket dimension" like a typhoon.
It’s easy to understand why this site doesn’t have much liveness left.
SCPs breached containment, and the nearby employees suffered first. The first batch of victims appeared, and the Foundation would evacuate the remaining personnel as soon as possible, but when it comes to Class D, they are no longer within their protection.
After all, they were also prisoners on death row, and in an emergency, they can no longer control them in the "cell". The biggest reason why the Foundation has not used nuclear bombs to hit the base directly, 80% is to prevent those abnormal projects from getting out of control.
Especially for SCP-682, the Foundation has not used nuclear tests to solve it for a long time, because it is afraid that it will evolve adaptability to nuclear radiation, which will greatly lose the cards they hold against it.
In a sense, Lin You thought, they might have to thank the immortal lizard.
"It's a pity," Bancuntou muttered, "If you can find one or two living people, you can figure out how all this happened."
Obviously, it was not only Lin You who was going to investigate the truth behind this containment breach, but also some people thought of going together.
"--Wait a minute."
The board Cuntou suddenly recalled.
"Did anyone say that you heard the sound from the helicopter?"
"I said what I said." The man quickly raised his hand, "How do you say the law?"
"The helicopter is not far away, right?"
"It's pretty close, it feels like the ceiling is about two or three meters higher."
Bancuntou happily said, "That's it."
He simply sat cross-legged on the spot and somehow took out a computer from his backpack. He put the laptop in front of him and turned it on, and within a few seconds, he watched the screen light up.
Lin You really considered for a while whether to tell them that SCP-682 just slumped not far away, and finally decided to give up.
Anyway, there is still some distance from here. If it really recovers completely, with its violent temper, it will definitely make a lot of noise to vent.
There will be no time to slip by then.
She guessed that this was the ability to make a short position. She watched him keep tapping the keyboard, pulling out two earphones and putting them on one by one, her expression became more concentrated.
"heard it."
He said suddenly.
"I intercepted their signal, but only partially deciphered it." Bancuntou frowned and repeated speciously, "As who said just now,'All resident agents are destroyed'...'Approve the request for assistance', What else'Mobile Task Force Omega-7'..."
"Are you sure it's'Omega-7'?" The spectacle man interrupted him immediately.
Pan Cuntou said "Ah", "I must have heard it right."
"...What?" he asked suspiciously.
"'Omega-7' is just a code name, if it's that task force," said the man with gold rim glasses, "their name is Pandora's Box."
Lin You said nothing.
It seems that they are at a time when O7 is still active.
Mobile Task Force is a special armed force under the jurisdiction of the Foundation.
If there is a situation at a certain site that cannot be resolved by the agents there, such as a high-risk containment breach, a task force will be deployed from elsewhere to help suppress it.
And the most special point of "Omega-7" is also the reason why it is called "Pandora's Box"
It is the only task force with SCP participation.
In other words, it is simply built with a certain humanoid SCP as the core.
Thus, "Pandora's Box"-as the name suggests, the Foundation began to use the power of supernatural creatures to a certain extent, just like opening Pandora's box.
"The captain is a violent man."
The man with spectacles habitually pushed his spectacles, "It was only a little bit before that SCP-682 was killed. If you really meet him, it will be all over."
"Then we have to run quickly?" Bancuntou closed the computer with a "pop", "find some more weapons or something."
......Although you can't beat it, you can't beat it, but hold it at ease!
"Can you find something near here?"
He turned his head, "Look, this room is not locked, do you want to go in and flip?"
When Lin You was led here by the occupied mask at the beginning, she really didn't notice that there was a door beside her. But if you think about it, you probably won't be able to put too important things.
Other people have the same idea, but they always think in case. With a little expectation, all five people rushed in.
It looks like a break room for employees to use for short breaks.
The man with glasses opened the door of the cabinet first.
"Here is a flashlight," he saw what was inside, his eyes lit up, "and a gas mask."
"I found a knife!"
Ban Cuntou's excited tone immediately turned into a jealous, "...Although it is a fruit knife."
Compared with the two of them, Linyou who only touched a cigarette case was nothing.
She sighed halfway, and suddenly felt wrong.
Since the one who stayed here before was a smoker, it means that--
Lin You quickly opened the drawers of the table, and the front was empty, but fortunately, she really saw a lighter in the bottom corner.
Holding the lighter and tossing it up and down, and then tried to hit the fire, Lin Youxin said that it could at least be used to shine a light.
I just don’t know how much fuel is left.
The lounge was quite empty, as they thought, there was nothing to turn around.
"Damn."
After leaving the door again, turning the corner, the teammate walking next to Lin You sighed.
"I just found half a rotten fruit core, what do you think this is."
"There is still something in the front." The last board-inch head held up the wall and said absently, "I--"
His words stopped abruptly.
There was a dreamlike look mixed with confusion on his face, just standing there, as if immersed in great happiness.
"Hey."
The person walking in front of him noticed something was wrong and turned around, "How..."
The words further down disappeared when the latter saw the situation in front of him clearly.
The thin, dry old lady with her head and shoulders leaned on Bancun's head and shoulders, with blood on the corners of her mouth, gave him a gloomy smile.
She has ripped off a piece of meat from his shoulder abruptly, and is chewing hard in her mouth. In the next second, before everyone had reacted, he opened his mouth again and gnawed at Bancuntou's throat.
And Ban Cuntou himself, still standing there with a smirk like nothing.
"run!"
The blood spurted out, splashing all the people who were close. Reversed the previous calm tone, the man in glasses shouted excitedly: "Don't touch him! It can't be saved!"
No one can be saved if his throat is torn in this way, I am afraid that he is already out. Lin You turned around without any hesitation.
"Keep sneaking," Liang Siting treated the leg injury and did not affect her actions. She realized that the butler might have to show up. She lowered her voice and didn't know if he could hear him, "Don't come out in a hurry. ."
The situation is not completely out of control.
"Damn!"
Fang Lian teammate collapsed and said, "What the is this!"
"SCP No. 352," Lin You turned her head for a moment, and saw the skinny old lady remove her stubborn limbs and turned her head to look at them, apparently trying to catch up, "Mother Jacar!"
"Isn't that a witch in a Russian fairy tale?"
"It's obviously more than a fairy tale!"
The man with glasses is probably not very good at sports. He was a little bit out of breath after running two steps, "Still contained here—"
"Didn't you look at the wall he is holding on? Take a closer look at the translucent hair," he squeezed out his voice laboriously, "I was entangled as soon as I touched it!"
"What the hell?!"
"I'll explain."
Lin You breathed a sigh of relief.
"Her hair can be as long as she wants, and it is covered with a layer of stuff. When it touches the human body, it will react automatically, attacking the nervous system and causing hallucinations.
"She likes to eat human flesh. If she only touches her hair, she may recover. If she is bitten, she will completely lose her mind and let her kill--"
Unable to explain more, the Fang-faced teammate turned around and saw that the old woman was really catching up and cursed. When he turned his head again, he saw the wide open door in front, as if he had grasped the last straw.
"door!"
He shouted.
"There is a door ahead!"
It is impossible to run against Jakarta's mother-in-law-she narrowed the distance between each other drastically in just a few seconds, and finding a place to hide was the best strategy.
When the last person broke in hastily, he hit the door directly with his back. When he screwed on the door bolt twice, and wanted to continue to push it, he suddenly yelled "Ah" and backed several steps as if he was bounced off.
The fine and dense hair is almost transparent, and it penetrates the door crack like a thread, and is still trying to wriggle on the door bolt. The purpose is very clear, just to open this door, so that they can also be treated as Chinese food.
"This-what to do," Fang Lian's teammate stammered without touching, "If you have a knife..."
"The one with the knife has been eaten."
The teammate who finally walked in covered his face and said, "How to cut without pressing, but do you dare to touch it?"
"There is only one way left," he gritted his teeth. "Look for any other way out of this room. Get rid of this guy."
Thinking about it, it was the same reason. The two of them looked around in this seemingly closed laboratory, wishing to find another door or window, and luckily wondered if there would be another secret door or something.
Lin You took a deep breath.
To her, there is no solution.
While they were not paying attention, Lin You squatted down quietly, and leaned over with a lighter little by little. Since it is hair, it should be able to burn along the line
That is the time when the thoughts turned, she raised her head and saw the glasses and eyes were staring at her.
Lin You: "..."
Man with glasses: "..."
It's too late to stop.
The flame at the top of the lighter swayed, igniting the bunch of hair in the crack of the door.