[15:09] D-99: OK, I can see the tunnel up ahead. Control: Acknowledged. Maintain contact and keep us informed of any occurrences. D-99: What exactly are you expecting to happen here? Control: Unknown. That's the point of this experiment. D-99: Uh huh. I know you science types always write us off as idiots, but we aren't stupid. We always know when you aren't telling us everything. Control: Proceed into the tunnel. D-99: Yeah yeah. SCP-3122: GPS Signal Lost. D-99: I guess we expected that, right? Approximately 30 seconds of silence. Note, contact with Control was lost at this point, and not re-established. D-99: Hello? Guess I've lost you guys, too. Well, nearly out of this tunnel anyway. SCP-3122: Connection established. In 300m, turn left onto Via della Conciliazione. D-99: Weird, I don't remember a turn coming up. And… is that Spanish? SCP-3122: Turn left onto Via della Conciliazione. D-99 takes the turn as instructed. It should be noted that there is no left turn on the road exiting the tunnel in which contact with D-99 was lost. D-99: Weird, haven't seen any other cars since I left that tunnel. And… hang on, there's another tunnel coming up. It uh… it looks exactly the same as that last tunnel. The hill and the rocks and everything. Visual analysis of recovered recordings confirms an exact visual match between the exteriors of the first and second tunnels. D-99: Looks the same inside, too. And I haven't lost signal this time. And here I was hoping you were just sending me on a nice little road trip with no weird shit involved.

[15:23] D-99: Just realised I've been in this tunnel for about five minutes now. That seems weird. I'm no expert but I'm pretty sure there are no five-mile-long tunnels in Derbyshire. Still no other cars, either. SCP-3122: In one kilometre, accelerate to 180 kilometres per hour, then turn right onto [SOUND OF STATIC], then left onto Sanderson Road, then down onto Howling Void. D-99: Great, now the satnav has gone nuts too. And why the hell is this thing in metric anyway. [15:25] SCP-3122: Accelerate to 180 kilometres per hour. D-99: You're the boss, insane computer. Though I doubt this bucket can even go that fa- D-99 is cut off as the vehicle rapidly accelerates to 180km/h, forcing him back into the seat. D-99: Holy crap! I think the car is driving itself! The brakes aren't working! HOLY SHI- The vehicle suddenly makes a hard right turn, directly into the wall of the tunnel. It passes through the wall without effect, emerging in a similar tunnel before making a similarly sharp left turn. D-99: Oh god, I'm gonna throw up. Come on, stop you piece of- FUC- The road seemingly drops away. The vehicle appears to be in freefall for approximately 30 seconds; D-99 can be heard screaming. The vehicle suddenly appears to be on what looks like a desert road; no impact from the fall occurs. D-99 can be heard breathing heavily. D-99: Sweet fucking Jesus, what the fuck. OK, OK. I'm alive. I'm fine. D-99 looks around out of the windows of the vehicle. D-99: Now where the hell am I? Some kind of desert, I know there's nothing like this in Derbyshire. Can't see anything around besides this road. It's pretty hot here, I can already feel the heat through the windows. SCP-3122: Continue for 12,000km, and then turn 470 degrees counter-clockwise and remove your left arm. D-99: Wha… fuck that. I'm going the other way. Looks like I have control of this thing again, and I'm sure as shit not removing any arms. D-99 turns the vehicle around on the road and begins driving.

[17:01] D-99: OK, I've been driving for what feels like hours. Nothing has changed here. Can barely even tell if I'm moving - just the same desert. Fuel gauge doesn't seem to be moving, and I haven't heard a peep out of this busted-ass satnav. I thin- SCP-3122: In 500 meters, remove 37% of your skin using the supplied flensing knife, and then surrender your soul. D-99: Should have kept my damn mouth shut. D-99 visibly jumps in his seat, and then picks something up from in front of him. D-99: What the hell! A weird-looking knife thing just appeared in my lap! Fuck this! D-99 opens the window and throws the knife out. SCP-3122: A road-side agent will be along to assist you shortly. D-99: That sounds… bad. A high-pitched screaming sound can be heard in the distance. Cameras detect a shape ahead, which D-99 notices a few minutes later. D-99: The hell is that? Looks kind of like… a horse? A massive fucking horse with some giant guy riding it, I think it's heading right for me. Christ, it's tearing up the road, too. Going to have to turn around, I don't want to get anywhere near that thing. D-99 turns the vehicle around. As he begins driving in the opposite direction, a large, equine creature with the torso and upper body of a humanoid growing from its back appears on the road, completely blocking it. It emits a high-pitched screaming sound, and D-99 swerves off the road. D-99: SHITTING CHRIST! What the fuck, what the fuck, where the fuck did those arseholes send me, Jesus fucking Christ. D-99 looks behind him. Cameras show that the entity and the road are both gone. D-99: OK, OK. Still alive. I guess no road is better than whatever the fuck that thing was. I guess I'm just driving through the desert now.

[20:31] D-99: Been driving for hours now. Clock still seems to be working if nothing else. It's getting a little cooler but the sun doesn't seem to be going down. Also, I just noticed that all of the clouds seem to be in the shape of some symbol. Looks familiar. The satnav has been making weird sounds every now and then. Doesn't sound like words, just random vowels or something. SCP-3122: Eee. Aaaaa. D-99: Yeah, just like that. Anyway, I spotted something off in the distance, looks like a building or something maybe, so against my better judgement I'm going to head towards it. SCP-3122: Ooooo. Eeeeeee. D-99: Yeah, yeah. SCP-3122: In 100 meters, stop at the crossroads, make a deal and surrender your flesh. D-99: God damn I wish I could turn this thing off. We're not even on a road, you stupid piece of junk! D-99 strikes SCP-3122; no damage is caused.

[23:01] D-99: OK, I don't seem to be getting any closer to… whatever that is out there, and it's getting late. According to the clock, anyway. The sun still hasn't moved. Anyway, since you Foundation folks were actually kind enough to pack some supplies in here, I'm going to eat and try to sleep. Probably a terrible idea, but I can't keep driving forever. SCP-3122: At the roundabout, take the twelfth exit. The sleeper will awaken. Glorious [SOUNDS OF STATIC] reigns supreme. D-99: Hopefully this thing will keep it quiet while I'm trying to sleep. Oh! The symbol in the clouds, it's the same symbol that's on this goddamn satnav. The company logo or whatever, I guess. They're still there, clouds in that shape, all different sizes. I'm sure that will mean something more to you Foundation eggheads than it does to me.

[05:47] SCP-3122: He awaits. He awaits. He awaits. He awaits. Take the next exit. D-99: Wuh- gah, stupid machine. 6am? Guess I wasn't eaten during the night then. I- what the hell… D-99 can be seen looking out of the windows of the vehicle. External cameras show that a number of structures have appeared in the immediate area; no motion was detected since the vehicle was stopped. D-99: Not eaten, but it looks like I was towed. Where the hell am I now, looks like some kind of town? Still in the desert, though, and I don't see any people around. Looks… old? All these buildings seem pretty worn down. SCP-3122: Follow the road for 300 meters, then embrace oblivion. He will be nourished. D-99: Oh, there actually is a road. I'm going to look around a bit, see if I can find any people or signs that anyone has been here. D-99 tries to open the door, but it appears to be locked. D-99: What the… come on, dammit. D-99 attempts to unlock the door, and tries opening the other doors and windows; all attempts at leaving the vehicle fail. D-99: God dammit. Can't even stretch my legs. When I get out of here, the first Foundation fool I see is getting punched in the face. D-99 sighs heavily. D-99: Road it is, then. Seems old, it's made of cobblestones or something. D-99 follows the road for approximately five minutes, passing through what appears to be a small town or village; no occupants are seen. All of the buildings are made of stone of a similar colour to the desert sand. SCP-3122: Bow down before [SOUND OF STATIC], then take the next right. D-99: The road only goes right, you stupid piece of cr- woah. That's a big statue. As the car takes the corner, a statue of a bare-chested human male wearing an ornate head-dress and carrying a staff comes into view, standing over the road. It is estimated to be approximately 90m tall; it was not visible before the corner. Lining the road before the statue is a series of smaller statues (averaging approximately 5m tall), each apparently depicting a different individual in a similar style of dress as the larger statue. The statue standing directly at the foot of the larger statue bears a notable resemblance to PoI-30808. SCP-3122: Bow down. Bow down. Bow down. Continue for three kilometres. Surrender. D-99: Starting to get the feeling this statue is the guy the satnav has been babbling on about. He's kind of giving me a bad feeling… I think I'm going to leave the road again. Not sure why that feels like the safer option here, but if the satnav wants me to follow the road, I'm pretty sure I don't want to. D-99 drives away from the road.

[06:34] D-99: Huh, could have sworn there were some mountains to my left, but they aren't there now. Probably wishful thinking to assume it was just a mirage or something. SCP-3122: In 500 cubits, continue towards His Embrace. Surrender your soul.