I was collecting my notes hearing Larry being Larry and everyone doing their own things. Many thoughts are plagued my mind. Would all of this be for nothing? Would I be removed and replaced by someone else? Would I be the only SCP on the crew?

"SCP-049! SCP-049 PLEASE COME TO [REDATDED]! YOUR FUCKING LATE MAN!"

WHAT?! I looked at my clock and I was late. I quickly pack my things. Gather my league and ran through the halls.

"BYE SIMON!"

"GOOD LUCK!"

"GO SIMON, GO!"

I hear the other SCP's cheer me on. Even Alexzander(035) and Billy(173) cheered. I know this could be the last time I would hear these people again.

I ran into a young man around my height. Why is he wearing a scarf and sweatshirt in weather like this? It's hot, even I have some trouble keeping my cool.

"I'm sorry for running into you good sir."

I see him standing up. Wow, I must been running pretty fast to knock him to the ground. The boy turned around and picks up a hat that looks like something Dr. Clef wears. Then puts it on.

"It's fine."

He's unfazed by me? He must be similar to me then. I see that he's a bit lost, so I aid him to the room. We've been walking for a hour or so.

"I think we're here."

I looked to see Larry, Sammy, Ash, Abel and Cam. It's the room I was suppose to be in. Wait, this young man was meant to be on the crew? Who is he? Oh, boy howdy. I'm quite scared. What will happen?