Dr. ██: Can I ask, what exactly do you do in your world?
Advisor ██: Didn't I tell you? You can call me the great magician or the sorcerer, David Copperfield, you know, I was at the same party with him...to the toilet.
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On the 500th floor, SCP-087-1 appeared in front of the two of them again, this time three meters away, probably because Zhang Jue was afraid that Zhang Jue would come and beat it again.
Consultant ██ (with a cold face): You don't have a long memory, do you? What are you looking at?
SCP-087-1 blinks, appears to be thinking, and after three seconds, disappears into the darkness.
Dr. ██ (watching the scene calmly): One thing comes to mind.
Advisor ██: Oh?
Dr. ██: Gods are afraid of wicked people.
Advisor ██: Thanks for the compliment.
Dr. ██: …
All the way down, SCP-087-1 never reappeared.
The two came to the bottom of the stairwell, the 610th floor.
The wooden door has been destroyed, the puppets are scattered around, and the walls are full of bullet holes.
Consultant ██ (looking left and right): Wow, the battle is really fierce.
Dr. ██: Are you going in? Aren't you afraid of what's inside?
Advisor ██: I said, as long as you're not afraid, they're not scary.
The cry for help came from the door, gradually becoming clearer.
The two walked into the wooden door, and the faceless puppets on both sides of the corridor had returned to their original 'hanging' state.
As they approached, the puppet began to move.
Dr. ██ grabbed Consul ██'s arm, looking slightly nervous.
Dr. ██ (blushing cheeks): Excuse me.
Consultant ██: It's okay, it's my fault for being so attractive, wow, are you carrying two steamed buns in your arms? It takes up so much space—
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Advisor ██ (covering his left cheek): Look, they're not moving now.
Dr. ██ (glares): You can't divert my attention any other way!
The hallway is long, but not a straight line.
The two walked for an hour and reached the end, which was a huge circular stone room.
The stone room is about 30 meters in diameter, and no light-absorbing material is used. The lighting equipment used by the two people has been able to illuminate the whole picture of the stone room.
There are various symbols of unknown meaning painted on the surrounding walls, which should be some kind of spell.
There is a huge circular altar in the center of the stone room, which is made of black stones, and countless faceless puppets are hung above the altar.
In the center of the altar is a stone-carved basket, empty and empty.
Dr. ██: It seems your guess is correct, this should be some kind of ritual.
Consultant ██ (looking left and right): Ah, I just don't know what it's used for. If you don't get shit, you should pay homage to it.
Dr. ██ (helpless): Can't you think of a better way?
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Dr. ██: There's a mural here.
Advisor ██ (looking up and down): Wow, that's a great story.
There are three pictures in the mural:
In the first picture, a human-faced monster with four legs and eight hands is slaughtering in a human village, and the bodies of the villagers are all under his feet.
In the second picture, countless villagers knelt in front of a prototype altar, cut off their faces with knives, and bowed devoutly.
In the third picture, an egg appeared in the stone basket in the altar, and a baby hatched.
Dr. ██ (confused): Does this mean that in order to defeat the monsters, these humans use some mysterious ritual to summon the gods?
Consultant ██: How to interpret such a thing as a mural is actually based on your imagination. Based on these three paintings, I can also say this: That monster defeated everyone,
Forcing them to cut off their faces as sacrifices hatched his children. Dr. ██: …
After they entered the stone room, the cry for help disappeared. The two searched everywhere, but could not find the source of the sound.
There are walls all around, except for the mural, there is nothing else.
Searching to no avail, the two came to the stone basket in the center of the altar.
Consultant ██ reached out and tried to touch the stone basket, but was stopped by Dr. ██.
Dr. ██: You better not touch it.
Advisor ██ (smiles slightly): Are you worried about me?
Dr. ██ (lowers head): You're a Foundation advisor, and I'm rightly worried about your safety.
██ Advisor: That's right, since I'm a Foundation advisor, isn't this my biggest.
Dr. ██: Don't... I have a bad feeling.
Consultant ██ (pats her hand, smiles): Don't worry, who am I, ghosts and gods are afraid of me - if something happens in a while, just run out by yourself, don't worry about me, remember, as long as you Don't be afraid, they are not scary.
Dr. ██ stared into Consultant ██'s eyes, and after 5 seconds, released his hand and gave up stopping Consultant ██.
Consultant ██ put his hand in the center of the stone basket. At this moment, the temperature of the stone room dropped by at least a few degrees, and Dr. ██ could clearly feel that the surrounding air was getting colder.
Consultant ██'s eyes became dull.
Dr. ██ looked nervous and tried to push Consultant ██'s body, but Consultant ██ and Stone Basket seemed to have some sort of connection and remained motionless.
The surrounding puppets began to shake.
██ Advisor (panic): ██! , you wake up, wake up!
Consultant ██'s five senses appear to be blocked, not responding to Dr. ██'s summons.
Some of the puppets have already detached from the ropes and gathered in the direction of Dr. ██.
Dr. ██ panicked and began to back away, taking out the Colt in her backpack and protecting it in front of Consultant ██.
The puppets surrounded her and Advisor ██, but did not attack immediately.
Dr. ██ felt his heart beat faster, his blood pressure rose, and the hairs all over his body trembled.
She turned her head slowly.
SCP-087-01, the pupilless face, is just behind her, within 30 centimeters of her face.
Dr. ██: Ah- (screaming)
Bang Bang Bang Bang, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com fired several shots.
SCP-087-01 is intact.
Dr. ██ (gasps): Calm down...don't be afraid...
SCP-087-01 suddenly charged towards the immobile advisor ██.
Dr. ██ stands in front of Consultant ██.
Dr. ██ was blown away by a huge force and vomited blood.
Consultant ██ was not harmed because of Dr. ██'s protection.
SCP-087-01 again charged towards Advisor ██, and its attack was again blocked by Dr. ██.
SCP-087-01 stares at Dr. ██, changes its target, and gallops toward her.
Dr. ██ closed his eyes.
A gust of wind.
Dr. ██ opened his eyes.
Consultant ██ (grabs SCP-087-1, falls to the ground, stomps hard): Who! let! you! look! I! of? !
SCP-087-1 looked unlovable.
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Advisor ██ (slightly apologetic): I'm sorry, I'm late, let's go.
Dr. ██ (wiping the corners of his eyes, smiling): Good.
Consultant ██ looked around, and the faceless puppets gave in.
Consultant ██ spat at SCP-087-1, which he stepped on under his feet, and led Dr. ██ down the altar.
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appendix:
Ten hours later, Consultant ██ and Dr. ██ walked out of SCP-087.
During this time, Dr. ██ asked Consultant ██ what he had been through during that time.
Consultant ██: Ah, you may not believe it, I had a spring dream, really—even if you hit me, it's true.