MTF Scion-12 (Deep Fryers)

Sci-1: Edward Brathel, demolitions expert.

Sci-2: Alfred Willis, chemist.

Sci-3: Pedro Ruiz, medic.

Sci-4: Jim Myers, team lead.

<START ABRIDGED LOG>

[05:21] Sci-4: Alright, equipment check. Cam's up and running. Radio's going. Flares ready. Weapons check?

[05:22] Sci-3: All clear for me, Jimbo.

[05:22] Sci-1: Same here.

[05:25] Sci-2: Seems like everyone's fine, Sci-4.

[05:28] Sci-4: Scion-4 to base. Do you read?

[05:30] Command: Loud and clear, commish. Proceed.

(The group enters the restaurant with 4 at the rear. Upon entrance, a mechanical pumping and grinding can be heard from behind the kitchen, but no other sounds are audible. A large metal panel covers the counterspace, with tubes running up and down it, which travel into the ceiling. A whoosh can be heard, before a small takeout bag pops out of one of the chutes.)

[05:45] Sci-1: Food looks fine. Edible, at the least.

[05:45] Sci-3: E, did you not read the fucking briefing? That shit could be made out of anything. And considering how empty the town seems to be, it's likely people. Or metal.

[05:46] Sci-1: Of course I read the damn briefing. So I didn't pick it up, idiot.

[05:47] Command: Remember, you're only here for observation. Not as a taste-tester. This isn't Costco.

(Sci-2 moves over to the windows, which appear segmented and made of many smaller, hexagonal panels of glass.)

[05:48] Sci-2: These are some weird windows.

[05:50] Sci-1: Stop ogling at glass, Al. Let's just keep going.

(The team examines the lobby of the restaurant further, finding nothing of note.)

[06:10] Sci-4: Alright. Everything seems to be going on back there. Al, Dro, weapons ready, and go.

(Sci-2 and Sci-3 open the swivel door to the "Employees Only" area. A long tunnel leads towards darkness.)

View from Sci-4’s body cam.

[06:25] Sci-2: Spooky. Very spooky.

(The four begin walking. The brick stones and tubes which hold up the walls begin to become bleached, as they continue downwards.)

[07:21] Sci-1: Strange. These walls are… puffy. And these tubes are massive. Bunch of em, snaking down everywhere, before all meeting up there.

(As they continue, Sci-3 stops.)

[08:14] Sci-3: I'm never going to a Burger King again, Christ. Big Mac all the fucking way now. Least they don't eat me.

(A loud groan can be heard, before moisture begins to drip from large holes in the ceiling.)

[08:22] Sci-1: Anyone else noticing that there's uh, water here? Or something. And it's slimey.

(As he continues forward, a rattling can be heard from the tubes. Swiveling his flashlight up, Sci-2 shines a beam on large pieces of lettuce. Shining the beam down, he continues. Foundation review noted the lettuces' amoeba-like, shifting structure.)

[09:31] Command: Sonar tells me there's gonna be a small door ahead of you guys.

[09:39] Sci-2: There it is, in all its glory.

(The team comes upon the “Kitchen” doors. Sci-1 enters by squeezing through, followed by Sci-4, Sci-2, and Sci-3.)

[09:44] Sci-3: Yuck.

(As they enter, the grinding sound grows louder. Body cam footage reveals the presence of a standard commercial kitchen, albeit nearly devoid of any appliances. A large machine is in the back.)

[10:01] Sci-2: The place is fully stocked. Like people just up and left.

[10:02] Sci-1: No one's been here for a long-ass time, but there's still fresh lettuce? This… I don't like this at all.

View from Sci-4’s body cam. The machine is in the back of the image.

[10:21] Sci-4: Look at this.

(Sci-4 points to the large tank in the back. The machine features a large hopper connected to the overhead tubes, spitting out grinded up ingredients onto a conveyer belt. Shoes, metal, unidentified meat, and wood can be seen flowing on the belt into a funnel. Sci-1 moves to the output area, where the finished food is put into the pneumatic tubes seen earlier. The food is not whisked away, however, allowing for Sci-2 to pick it up and examine it. The camera catches a metallic glint from the box of fries, which appear to be moist, eaten away, and gray.)

[10:30] Sci-2: Looks fine. A regular old box of gray, stringy fries. (Upon closer examination, he quickly tosses it away. A long stringy object is caught on his arm.) What the fuck?! That's a shoelace!

[10:31] Sci-3: So that's where everyone went. The entire town. Just… eaten.

[10:35] Command: Sci-3, can you strike that rusty panel please? We still have yet to know exactly how that machine works.

(Sci-3 picks up his gun, and begins to strike the body of the machine with the stock of his rifle. As he's pulled back by Sci-1, he strikes the machine's panel once more. It falls away, revealing a pinkish, fleshy mass.)

[10: 41] Sci-3: It's not a fucking machine.

[10:42] Command: Please retrieve a small sample.

(Sci-3 carves the fleshy mass, cutting a hole in its side. A yellow liquid starts flowing out, melting the fallen panel. A low rattling can be heard from the ingredient containers.)

[10:50] Sci-1: What the fuck did you do?

[10:50] Sci-4: Weapons ready, evacuate. We've found the source, we'll get others to deal with this.

(A loud, reverberating groan can be heard. Two boxes of lettuce latch on to Sci-1's back, before breaking them down using an acid similar to the one out of the machine. A frothy substance is excreted by the boxes, as Sci-1 screams.)

[10:51] Sci-4: Go, go, go.

(A final frame of the body cam shows Sci-1 inside one of the leafs of lettuce, which has expanded to his size, and is breaking him down.)

[10:55] Sci-2: Commish, this place isn't doing what I think it is, is it?

[10:56] Sci-4: Shut up and move.

(Their way is blocked by massive burger buns. These buns excrete sesame seeds onto the trio, before melting into the same yellow acid from before. Foundation analysis finds these sesame seeds bearing a strong resemblance to immunoglobulin E. The buns are torn apart by rifle fire.)

[11:30] Sci-4: It's trying to kill us. We just have to make it out now, guys.

[11: 31] Sci-2: This shit made them start swarming. They're coming, quickly.

(As they continue, a scream can be heard. Sci-3 is being ground to a pulp by the walls, which are constricting and attempting to push him toward the "Kitchen" door. As he's pulled through the door, a low grumble can be heard. Sci-2 attempts to fire a few shots, but it does nothing to the walls.)

[01:23] Sci-2: Shit, shit, shit. Commish, what're we gonna do?

[01:23] Sci-4: Run, Dro, just fucking run. We get out of here, and we run.

(The "Employees Only" door comes in sight. Sci-4 is able to make it through, but before he can, a muffled thump is heard. Turning around, the body cam catches a glimpse of the floor rising up. Blue throbbing veins can be seen, before the muscular floor pushes Sci-2 back towards the doors. On the way down, the floor strikes Sci-2 against a thick, low hanging outcrop, which causes another loud groan. Sci-2 is rendered unconscious according to bio-monitors, and body cam footage reveals his breaking down by the lettuce soon after.)

[05:23] Sci-4: Fuck! Dro! Alright, that's it.

(Sci-4 loads his rifle.)

[5:24] Sci-4: Go to hell.

(Sci-4 shoots the outcrop, as well as the floor. The floor begins to move again, releasing moisture from the tunnel onto Sci-4, and attempting to throw him backwards into the tunnel. Sci-4 fires rounds from the doorway, rendering the floor immobile, before turning his attention to the outcrop and tunnel. Sci-4 eventually runs out of rounds.)

[06:13] Sci-4: I'm empty.

(He sits down on a table. Loud clanging can be heard, before a takeout bag shoots out of the "Whopper Popper." Sci-4 goes over to it, and opens it. Body cam footage reveals a large, tightly packed brown object, bearing resemblance to a massive patty. The patty contains 3 body cams, not recording.)

[06:31] Sci-4: The fucking burger ate them all.

(The metal shutters are closed and opened again on the windows of the restaurant.)

[06:35] Sci-4: Fuck.

(Sci-4 exits SCP-4187-2.)

[06:39] Sci-4: And I can hear it. I can hear something.

(Due to nightfall, Sci-4 turns on his flashlight. A loud metal groaning can be heard. Sci-4 looks up, and the body cam captures a brief flicker of light. All biometrics cease soon after. The final transmission of his body cam is attached below.)