Two D-Class personnel, D-01828 (henceforth D-01) and D-13372 (henceforth D-13) were dispatched at dusk in a standard issue off-road vehicle to investigate SCP-3470 and, if found, prime it for tracking by Mobile Task Force personnel. The vehicle was equipped with a rear and dash camera. D-01828 and D-17372 were both armed with piercing rounds modified to include GPS beacons to track SCP-3470.

[BEGIN LOG]

Command: Status check. How are you guys doing, over?

D-01: I dunno. Hot, bored, over.

D-13: Sweaty and thirsty as hell - jeez, it gets really dark out here doesn't it? Over.

D-01: Yeah. But hey, check it out though. I've never seen that many stars before. Over.

D-13: That's pretty cool. You know any of the constellations, over?

D-01: Nah. Space was never my thing, over. You?

Command: You don't need to say 'over' at the end of every sentence, just when you're finished communicating. Like so, over.

D-01: Yeah but it's fun. Makes me feel like a trucker. Over.

D-13: Haha, yeah. Fuckin'… ten-four, good buddy. Over.

D-01: Fuck yeah, ten-four. Uh, over.

There is a light thumping sound, most likely a fist bump.

D-13: Okay, okay, okay. Let's make some up - constellations, I mean. You see that one there? Looks a bit like a pig?

D-01: Eh… sort of, I guess. If I squint, yeah.

D-13: I call it 'Police'.

D-01: Pffft. Okay, okay, uh… oh, shit, look. Over there, you see it?

D-13: Which?

D-01: No, uh, I mean on the ground. Over there! Headlights. Uh, over.

In the distance, a car's lights can be seen. The car is moving west, perpendicularly to the D-Class' vehicle. As the D-Class get closer, the car turns north so that it is driving along the same road as the D-Class.

Command: Follow that vehicle. Get closer to it, over. D-13, get ready to shoot the vehicle if necessary.

D-13: Uh, okay. Got it. Over.

The D-Class accelerate to catch up to the unidentified vehicle, which in turn appears to be slowing down. As it gets closer, the D-Class' headlights illuminate the vehicle properly: a turquoise-colored Ford Anglia without a license plate. The Ford's windows are transparent, and only one occupant, the driver, appears to be inside.

D-13: Hey. This is the car from Harry Potter, right? Over.

D-01: Holy crap, you're right. Hey. Command. Uh, so I know you guys are tight asses, but come on. Voldemort isn't gonna defeat himself, you know. Over.

D-13 chuckles. At the same time, the Ford stops suddenly about twenty meters away from the D-Class, forcing D-01 to brake sharply.

D-13: Jesus!

D-01: What the fuck! Hey! Learn to drive, you junkyard dog!

D-13:… Junkyard dog?

A hand extends from the Ford's driver-side window and makes the stop hand signal.

D-13: Bit late for that, isn't it?

The hand rotates, showing a pair of human eyes embedded into the palm. The eyes blink once.

D-01: Jesus Christ!

Command: That's the anomaly! Tag it!

SCP-3470 reverses. D-01 puts the car into reverse and begins accelerating backwards. D-13 leans out of the window and begins shooting at the anomaly, but his aim is hampered by the bumpiness of the road. SCP-3470's hand remains outside the car window, making a stop gesture.

Command: Slow down! D-13 can't aim properly!

D-01: Like hell I'm slowing down!

D-13: Do not slow down! Do not slow down!

After two minutes of pursuit, D-13 is able to hit SCP-3470 twice. The anomaly emits a loud screech similar to that of a car performing a power brake and slows down. D-01 does not slow down, but after several minutes SCP-3470's lights disappear from view. Two minutes after that, D-01 stops, turns the vehicle around, puts it into drive, and drives the vehicle normally back to base. Neither individual speaks for the entirety of the return trip.