(The Halloween Chapter you never got because it wouldn't fit into the story. +Writing throwdown was fun.)
After having a quick blood test and being told I wouldn't drop dead I went used the Way to materialize a few kilometers from a rather large log cabin in the woods. There was mist and I got a sense of dread, that I quickly got rid of through the use of making a thin layer of warmth seperating me and myself from the mist. Noting down the fog as an SCP and to get some of it for testing Incontinued down towards the Cabin that was situated in Montauban France I started seeing huking figures in the trees.
Readying myself for combat I used (Enigmatic Figure's) active ability to make me harder to hit. But apparently doing so made the creatures much less interested in me and they started aimlessly shambling around. Now I'm not stupid, as my status would suggest, so I knew this was a textbook case of zombies. Which if being the safehouse of a person who made SCP-500 made sense as they probably did human testing. What dosen't make sense is why a man who, if not suicidal, had a life affinity. See as much as anime would like to say otherwise opposites don't attract.
I can't take a lightbulb and turn it on in a oitch black room and expect it to section the room into halves and only inhabit that. I can have both but one has to be stronger than the other, but I can't have both as Reality Bending is based on Bending the Laws of the World.
Which is why I was so confused when what I thought would be a life affinity Reality Bender would reanimate zombies using a Concept they weren't attuned to.
I wasn't sure at this point if a new Reality Bender had already took residence, or if the creator of SCP-500 became a lich to live forever. Both of which when taking into consideration what they did was equally as likely, or at least my (The Numbers) skill said so. As I approached the Cabin I heard some squelching from inside. Hoping to god some sombies weren't entangled in some "Mating" I opened the front door. What greeted me was a rickety cabin with the supporting beams termite infested. There were zombies playing dead inside around the other bodys that looked like they had there bodys ripped apart at certain areas with their insides missing. The most common organs that were taken were the heart, lungs, kidneys, intestines and finally a body in the corner that looked to be rotting for 10-15 years with the top half of its head to what I could perceive in this dark envirement as perfectly a perfectly clean cut free of infraction or deviation.
As I passed the current "senteys" that were laying on the groubd they moaned at my disturbance looked around confusidly then went back to laying down. As I walked passed them I entered what seemed to be a kitchen that was mysteriously well maintained though I noticed the lack of food further adding to my Lich theory. After exiting the kitchen I came to what could only be called a human experimentation chamber. Disection instruments everywhere but in and organized fashion. Corpses piled into a corner as I looked at it I noticed the blood still seeping out from the pile. Shelves were lined with seperate extinct and exotic animal organs supended withing a green go of sorts
And in the middle working on an autopsy of a woman I identified to be around 35 years old, was a Plague Doctor. Eloequently announcing my visit by spouting "What the fuck." Was not the best way to introduce myself
As the Plague Doctor seemingly surprised by my visit indicated by turning around at a rapid pace gathered himself and spoke. "Hello good sir I was not expecting a visitor."
"Neither was I expecting somewhere to be here." I replied curtly.
"Well sorry for my intrusion unfortunetly I was being chased by the authoritys for my more... unauthorized research. If I may who may you be I have never met a man who's a shadow." The Plague Doctor asks.
Realizing I had kept my masks ability on this entire time I deactivated it.
"My a fellow man in fashion I see. It has been some time since I have seen one with a similar style as myself. But more importantly I believe we haven't introduced ourselves. I am The Plague Doctor though I am also
The Cure."
Many things went through my head based on that introduction firstly how the fuck did I not recognize his clearly out of place garmet and connect them to SCP-049. I can only assume the reason behind this was because of the belief that I was walking into a Reality Benders safehouse. But I decided to play dumb and pretend like I didn't know who they were as quite frankly. The Foundation was really stupid when it came to this guy. Just because you don't know what he's curing dosen't mean you should just stop trying to figure it out when he himself said it involved the fate of the world.
"Dr.Murrey, Bright I am also the leader of Bulwark, and jnstitution of sorts." I faked with saying I had a doctorate, but at this point it wouldn't matter. Plus it would help to have SCP-049 have more trust in me.
"Hmm a fellow man of medicine. Very well what would such an esteemed figure such as yourself come here for?"The Plague doctor asked in a respectfull tone.
"I have been doing some research into a Pancea of sorts and have found that the igrediants to make it have been inside of my predecessor's property." I answered hoping to get him intrigued.
"A Pancea good sir I myself have been trying to find a cure for a dastardly pestilence the fate of the world relies upon me. I beg of you allow me to join you." He said in a excited tone letting his manners slip.
"Very well pack your instruments up I will leave shortly to retrieve the supplys." I informed, and as I was leaving the room to head for the attic I heard the clanking of various medical instruments being thrown into a seemingly bottomless bag.
After reaching the attic I went to the wall panel described within SCP-500s creators journal. After taking out the nails I was met with the sight of an ornately chisled marble chest.
(As promised an extra chapter for 50 power stones, little late but eh I got a life.)