Personal log. Our expedition to explore SCP-354, that gaping wound in the middle of Canada has finally been accepted. The R&D boys have come up with what can only be described as a submarine with a drill on it. We know that the pool gets denser as you go down, so we suspect that at some point we won't be sinking so much as

digging.

Hence, the huge mining device built onto it.

It's not hydrodynamic at all, but we're not really going swimming here either.

My gut tells me that there's something on the other side of the red pool, just like digging

down, digging up to China. all we have to do is dig

down.

Personal log.

Had a nice long debate with 05 over who's allowed to come.

I want MTF Omega 7 to come with us for protection, or at least SCP 076.

But they won't allow it. Despite the massive damages he continues to cause, they still see him as too valuable to risk losing.

Not that he isn't, you know, immortal or anything. Maybe they just didn't have the guts to ask him to go exploring.

Ackler, that ass, wants to take another SCP with us, but I wouldn't allow it.

Fowl says that SCP was just born before he came through, so he'd be useless as a guide.

He might be some sort of use of security, maybe, but that's mostly cancelled out by the fact that he is, you know.

The final crew, compliment apart from myself,

consists of three agents, two D-class personnel,

one geologist and some guy from R&D,

the one who's going to be piloting the ship.

I already forgot all their names.

Exploratory Team 354 Alpha, ET354A.

Mission long.

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