I'm afraid of non-human beings

White smoke from lime splashes dissipated in the air.

In contrast, the monster's appearance became more and more clear.

There are no sharp claws on the back, no fangs sticking out of the mouth, but it has enough deterrence with its huge body several meters long, not to mention its own unique characteristics. Not for now.A pair of eyes covered with unidentified hair stared straight at the two in front of them, making no effort to hide their disgust.

Even if they have never met each other and have no grievances or enmities, just the fact that they are two living human beings is enough to make it sick.

The air was silent for a moment.

The next second—

The roar of SCP-682 and its giant claws brushed against Lin You's ears, and at the same time she dodged away, she reflexively covered the half of her body that was almost bitten off.

She didn't dare to stop at all, and rushed towards the door with the momentum of slanting.She was still close to the door, so she almost tripped over the paper shredder that was overturned by the air wave.

This was especially true for Guan Chuchu, who was still blocked behind the desk. The only good thing was that SCP-682's attention was now on Lin You, and she had no time to take care of her.

However, in a panic, she let out a scream, and the whole person jumped to the ground together with the swivel chair in front of her.

The scene was full of chaos, and before Guan Chuchu got up in a hurry, SCP-682 turned around naturally.Its eyes reddened by hatred made her terrified, her breath was suffocated, and her rationality was completely pushed away.

She screamed hysterically, her eyes were tightly closed, apparently completely lost the ability to think, and without thinking, she picked up the swivel chair that made her trip over.

With her usual strength, it would be difficult to even lift such a heavy chair, but now she easily lifted it over her head, screamed again, and slammed it on the head of the big lizard impartially, Straight hit it a stagger.

Lin You was stunned, Skull was stunned, and even Immortal Lizard was stunned.

They were stunned, but Guan Chuchu wasn't stunned—or, in a state of berserk, how could she care about such things now.As the screams poured out, she pulled out all her strength and knocked SCP-682 backwards and forwards again and again, just barely getting a concussion.After repeated violent beatings, even the runner made indentations one after another on its long face.

Lin You: "..."

She could imagine how the spider had died.

SCP-682: "..."

It twitched twice.

SCP-682, the Immortal Lizard, went berserk.

- Fuck humans! ! !

Just a second before SCP-682 staggered and stood still, Lin You rushed over with quick eyes and hands, and pulled Guan Chuchu, who was still unable to recover, to her side.

Fortunately, she acted in time, and SCP-682 was caught off guard again, otherwise, with its unimaginable speed, it would not only be a desk that was overturned.

In the roar of the lizard man, the chair that flew out was torn into pieces, the plastic fragments and the cotton in the cushion were scattered, and half of the broken wheel was still spinning on the ground.

At that time, Lin You had already dragged Guan Chuchu, who was still a little delirious, out of the office door, leaving behind SCP-682's roaring and cursing.

"You two damn bags of organs—"

Needless to say, SCP-682's cursing is quite novel.

Holding her teammate with one hand and holding the glass box in the other, Lin You still had the time to slander her. The skull that was caught under her arm was almost terrified, and urged repeatedly:

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up—!"

"So afraid?"

Lin You felt a little unbelievable, "Obviously you made yourself into what you are now."

Skull: "It's different!!!"

"You have seen it all," it yelled with lingering fear, "it has an attitude of destroying everything. If my bones are destroyed, how can I restore them to their previous appearance!"

...Okay, Lin Youxin said, this guy's narcissism is really hopeless.

"Eh... eh?!" Being dragged and ran for more than ten meters, Guan Chuchu seemed to come to her senses after realizing it, "What the hell was I just now..."

Hearing the loud bang of the wall being knocked down one after another, she suddenly thought of a certain possibility, and her face turned pale, "Could it be——?!"

"Just as you think."

Lin You burst out laughing, "Don't be afraid, telling this matter is enough for you to brag about for a lifetime."

Although SCP-682 is much stronger than that spider, this little damage is nothing to it, but at least it was beaten for a few seconds, it is very rare for a normal person to do this with bare hands!Some Mobile Task Force Captain who can beat it to the point where only a little tissue remains is out of the realm of normal human beings!

Guan Chuchu: "..."

Then she has to live until then ah ah ah ah!

"Shh-"

Guan Chuchu woke up, she didn't need Lin You to do anything this time, she just covered her mouth tightly, let alone her voice, wishing she could never breathe.

After all, they were one step ahead. The two of them, the skull and the skull, ran directly to the front hall based on the impression of the map just now, but——

It may be a bit exaggerated to describe it as "corpses all over the field", but there are at least four or five broken corpses lying there in disorder, plus enough rubble to pile up a hill. Think about the rampage of SCP-682 just now , who did it - the answer to this question is ready to come out.

They squatted behind a section of the broken wall that had been smashed into a gap, and there was a dead man lying beside him. Guan Chuchu was so frightened that she couldn't help shrinking back to her teammate.Both of them didn't dare to speak loudly, and even Skull, who was so talkative that he wanted to do stand-up comedy alone on the road, was rarely silent, listening to SCP-682 wandering not far away.

The sound got a little farther away, and Lin You patted Guan Chuchu's arm lightly.

The latter was tense and was really taken aback, but at this point, he wouldn't have any overreaction, just held his breath and looked in the direction she was pointing at.

On the edge of the wall at the back, there is an inconspicuous small door.

It might have been a temporary utility room, but the collapsed cement slab became its best cover.

Before SCP-682 noticed the movement here, they moved over quietly. The door panel was deformed under the pressure, and it couldn't be opened, but it was barely enough for people to bend down and get in.

Of course, Lin You had her own ideas. She poked her head in, and was about to find out if there was anything useful, when she was interrupted by a low exclamation.

"Who……?!"

The black shadow dodging in the corner said in a panic, "Don't, don't come here..."

……people?

"Don't, don't worry," Guan Chuchu hesitated for a while, but softly comforted her, "...we are on your side."

Sombra: "You...you..."

"A player?"

This sentence is enough to explain a lot of things.

Seeing them nodding, the figure who was still half hidden in the darkness obviously hadn't put down his guard, but most of the panic on his face had disappeared.

He still wanted to make a sound, but Lin You stopped him. She pointed outside, and before he could explain, he understood.

"It, it's still there?!"

Lin You raised an eyebrow.

So it really is...

"Yes," he immediately explained as if realizing that his reaction was unusual, "they all... It killed everyone, only me, and I crawled in after pretending to be dead ..."

Lin You noticed something was wrong.

Although the volume was deliberately suppressed to a level that SCP-682 outside could not hear, his voice did not seem to be in pain, and SCP-682 should not let a human being who seemed to have no serious injuries be spared.

"what."

Noticing their doubts, the young man with the crew cut hesitantly said, "This is because..."

He turned slightly sideways, and let the poor light that leaked in from the door illuminate the thing lying next to him.

It was a chubby little teddy bear.

It is colorful all over, like a patchwork of different colors, wearing a bow, and a heart shape is sewn on the chest.

Seeing Lin You's eyes looking over, the teddy bear fiddled with its round palms awkwardly.

The most noteworthy thing is not such a living doll, but they also used it to see the hands and feet of the flat-headed boy-he was really injured, a large piece of flesh was missing from his arms and legs, and His stomach, which had once been soaked in blood, was now filled with something else.

The same colorful cloth as its body is softly attached to the surrounding skin, and there is no abnormality at all except for the wrong color.

SCP-2295, the heart-sewing bear.

He will spontaneously use the surrounding or his own materials to heal the wounds of others. He is a kind little guy through and through.

In just a few seconds, Lin You had an idea.

"We're going to distract it," she said.

The flat-headed boy: "This..."

Now is the time when life and death are at stake, but watching the two girls take risks, it is really——

"Now that you came here for us, your injury will be healed, right?" Lin You raised her eyebrows, "Besides, I'm sure."

She still holds several hole cards in her hand.

"In this case……"

Her expression was quite convincing, the boy seemed to believe it a little bit, he gritted his teeth, turned around and took out something, "This is for you."

"I picked it up before," he said when handing the cloth bag to the other party, "I don't know what it is for, if you can use it, use it."

Oh?

No matter what it was, after Lin You took it, she still thanked her.

"By the way, I need a little help from you."

She turned to the teddy bear with a smile, "Can you?"

-

Where.

After walking around, SCP-682 became more and more agitated.

——Where is it?

The bloodthirsty desire in the body is constantly expanding, and it can't wait to tear those two human beings who dare to tease it to pieces.

The anger intensified, and it was at this time that SCP-682 suddenly heard the sound of the broken steel bars being kicked. It turned around vigilantly, and really saw the running figure.

Although there was something covering the lower half of his face, there was no doubt that it was one of the two people it had just seen.

She ran in such a hurry that she didn't even care about how much noise she made.Full of rage, SCP-682 sneered, turned around without hesitation, and chased after it.

"...you...kill..."

The ground trembled with the movement of its huge body, but the Immortal Lizard crawled forward rapidly without being affected by its own weight.

Lin You was still running.

Seeing the distance getting closer and closer, her flustered expression remained unchanged, but she tightened the temporary mask that was sewn urgently.And when Guan Chuchu also ran out together, she could feel that SCP-682 was chasing after him and got a little more out of breath.

It was still that corridor, or that corner, and they returned on the same path.

It's here, it's coming soon.

When she saw the red at the end of the corridor, her eyes lit up.

"Chu Chu!" she shouted.

"Understood!" Guan Chuchu gritted her teeth and answered.

The glass box was transferred to her hand, and the weight was nothing. She quickened her pace, and jumped ahead of the thousand-throated beast lying on the ground weakly.

SCP-939, the good thing is that it is full of treasures!

Even the gas that is brought out when breathing is like this-it can almost erase a large piece of memory, and it can be used as a hallucinogenic drug!

Sooner or later, Lin You also came to the front. Seeing that SCP-682, which was chasing after her, was about to rush towards him violently, Guan Chuchu shook her hand and pressed hard on the blood-red monster's belly.

SCP-939: "Poof—"

At the same time it couldn't hold back the puff of psychedelic mist, Lin You raised the neck of the beast of a thousand throats that was twisted 180 degrees, and pointed it at the opposite side——

It all sprinkled on the face of the Immortal Lizard who had no time to dodge.

No leaks.

one second.

two seconds.

Three seconds—

SCP-682 staggered a few steps in a daze, fell to the ground, and fell into a deep confusion.

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