Mission Parameters: Recovery of SCP-4750

Personnel: Agent Arnfast Haraldrsson, MTF Pi-1 ("City Slickers")

<BEGIN LOG>

Alpha: Okay, mic check.

Wolf: I wish we had these wind-whispers at home.

Bravo: Well, big guy's works. Bravo here.

Charlie: Charlie.

Delta: Delta confirms.

Command: That's the team. Situation is this: An active hostile reality bender is hidden in the backstreets of Stone Town. Haraldrsson knows the way to the target. All engagements must be nonlethal. Alpha, make sure everyone's tasers are functional.

Alpha: Tasers checked, charged and passed out. Arnfast, have you ever used a taser before?

Wolf: The Thor-sling? Yes, I have.

<Bravo chuckles.>

Bravo: Thor-sling? I love that. You come up with the best words.

Charlie: Easy, girl.

Alpha: Focus people, we have a mission. Arnfast, we'll be calling you Wolf. You lead Bravo and Charlie to the tailor shop. Once you identify him, engage with the Thor-sling. Delta, are you in position?

Delta: Check. Clear shot down the main street. Ready to tranq if he comes this way.

Alpha: Great, everyone move out!

Wolf: What, now?

Alpha: Is there a problem, Wolf?

Wolf: Are we sure we must attack now?

Command: We are timing this before dawn to limit foot traffic while maximizing ambient light. Traffic will only increase the longer we delay, risking civilian casualties. The target represents an active hostile force. We don't know how many more people will be skinned if we don't act quickly. Do you have reason to delay the mission, Wolf?

Wolf: I… No. There is no reason. I will take you, Bravo and Charlie.

Alpha: Great. So stop fiddling with that and let's go.

Wolf, Bravo, and Charlie head into Stone Town.

Wolf: Here. His shop is at the end of this hall.

Charlie: Great. I’ll set up the Tesla gate here across the close entrance. It'll be keyed to your IDs, so you'll be safe, but it should give the target a nasty shock.

Command: Exercise full caution. We do not yet know how the target skins its victims. All we've been able to tell from autopsies is that there are no identifiable tool marks. It's as if the skin just comes off in one piece.

Bravo: Roger that.

<Wolf hums to himself.>

Wolf: Let me go alone. He knows me, he will not suspect anything.

Bravo: I'll be right outside. If you have any trouble, I'm coming in. Be sure to incapacitate the target before he can steal your skin, okay? Make it quick and quiet, and we'll all be out in no time.

<Wolf continues to hum.>

Alpha: I get that you're nervous, but you really shouldn't hum like that, Wolf. We can all hear you. Bad for stealth.

Wolf: Yes. I understand.

Wolf and Bravo approach the shop while Charlie and Delta set up their perimeters.

Bravo: Wolf? You're playing with that again. You sure you're all right?

Wolf: The coin is necessary. He will know what it means.

Bravo: Oh… kay. Be careful in there, big guy. Don't want you to get hurt.

Bravo: Wolf is entering the shop.

<Wolf's channel is muffled. Rustling can be heard.>

Alpha: Wolf, your channel is breaking up. Confirm you can hear this.

<No change to Wolf's channel.>

Bravo: I can see him inside, talking to someone. I can't make out what he's saying. C'mon, big guy, shoot him and let's go home…

<Wolf’s channel continues to rustle.>

Bravo: He’s not listening, and he’s not doing it. I’m going in.

<A wooden door flies open. On Bravo’s channel, Wolf is heard protesting. A gurgling scream (presumed to be SCP-4750) is heard. A taser fires. A wooden door slams shut.>

Bravo: Wolf! Put the whisper-wind back in your ear! You had him! Why didn’t you fire?

<Wolf’s channel stops rustling.>

Wolf: I… We run after him now.

Alpha: Bravo, report. Did you hit the target?

Bravo: Negative, he ran into a back room. He can really move for an old—

<Charlie inhales and moans.>

Alpha: Charlie! Status!

<Charlie gurgles.>

Alpha: Wolf, check on Charlie. Bravo, make chase.

Bravo: Target’s not back here.

Wolf: Charlie! His skin is over there.

Bravo: What? No! I’m coming right back.

Alpha: Can you do anything for him?

Wolf: We can honor him later.

Bravo: Oh god, Charlie… Yeah, he’s gone. How did the target get past the gate?

Alpha: I’ll get the gate. Go after the target. Delta, traffic report!

Delta: Light activity, mostly shopkeepers opening up. Wait! I see the target!

Alpha: Take the shot when you get it. Bravo, Wolf, go to Delta’s location.

Delta: He’s just behind some rug merchants… C’mon, guys, move that rug… There! He sees me?

<On Delta's channel there is a warbling sound followed by a wet blanket plopping.>

Alpha: Delta! Everyone go to Delta!

<Bravo and Wolf ascend an external stairwell.>

Wolf: It is too late. Delta is skinned.

Bravo: What the hell? This is a rooftop!

Alpha: The target can’t have gone far. Check the alleys around here.

Wolf: I see him! I have you, blackguard!

Bravo: Don’t just—oh…

Alpha: Bravo? What just happened?

<Bravo runs back down the stairs.>

Bravo: Wolf just tore off his shirt, jumped over the side, grabbed a power cable with his shirt and slid down into the alley.

Alpha: Well… Go find the two before—

<Wolf bellows in pain.>

Bravo: Wolf!

Wolf: (voice of SCP-4750) Haah… Your shirt! Why did you take off your shirt?

Wolf: I won’t let you…

Wolf: (voice of SCP-4750) Give me your coin.

<A taser fires on Bravo’s channel. SCP-4750 exhales and collapses.>

Bravo: Target down. Wolf… God…

<END LOG»

Postscript: SCP-4750 was taken into custody. Agent Haraldrsson was skinned from the waist down, and expired from his injuries within 24 hours. The skin from his lower half was found with a 100 Tanzanian shilling coin inside the scrotal pouch. This skin has been preserved and sent to Site 17 for testing.