See how it feels now.

[Hassu/The Lich POV]

"We work for the SCP Foundation. But you can just call us The Foundation." Said Wick.

I raised my left dead eyebrow, I had a feeling they were an alternate version of the SCP foundation.

Right now, were in a dark room, walls are made of metal, dark ones. There was a single bed at the end of the room. That was it. But it's definitely more comfortable than what my foundation offers.

I can probably try to request furniture's or a bed when I get back.

"So can you tell me how you exactly got here?" he asks. His sitting on the floor with me.

"Well, I was exploring a cave with our team. You guys have a… uh, task force you can understand that right?"

He nods. "Yes, I know what a task force is."

"Well, you see, in my world…" I was hesitating to tell them, but they treated me differently than the foundation back at home. So I'll just speak it out a little truth. "I was part of the foundation, a task force that uses anomalies to fight."

There was a little confusion on his face. Probably a language error.

"I'm sorry, but, what do they use? I couldn't understand that part."

"Well- uhm, special people? You know, that can pull apart anyone compared to an average person?"

"Oh yes, we call them an Abnormal. But we don't call them that way, we prefer to call them by their name preference."

"Huh, so you guys don't treat them like objects?"

He shakes his head in disapproval, which surprised me. Its an alternate universe, so I guess they have a different protocols for these things I guess.

"We used too, in the past. But we decided to change it. And it's by far helped us more and the ones we hide to the public. I'm assuming you are an abnormal?"

"Yes. They call me SCP 7000, I don't mind it. They treat me like an object. But for the other anoma.. abnormals, they don't like it."

There was silence for a little while, until Wick broke it.

"Well, thank you for answering my questions, that should be all. If you need help you can knock on the door. Oh and, before I leave you happen to know who SCP 105 and Agent Black are?"

Agent Black and Iris? That surprised me again, but what the hell were they doing here. Unless they all jumped to the pool because something bad happened, but oh well.

"Yes, Agent Black is my superior. SCP 105, is Iris. She doesn't like it when she's called that. Just a heads up."

He nods. "Thank you, I'll be sure to keep that in mind and I'll report this to my superiors. Anything else you'd like?"

I went silent thinking, if I were to stay here I'd be bored again. And I don't know how long till I can get back to my world. But, it feels nice here at least.

"If it's possible, I'd like to request transport to their rooms. You can ask Agent Black about me or Iris about me, I just don't want to be alone."

He was silent for a moment before briefly nodding.

"I will ask my superiors about that, for now, just knock if you need anything."

The door closed leaving me alone in the room once more. I sat on the bed, I couldn't feel how good the bed is because I had no nerves, but at least I have something to rest properly.

......

As Hassu laid on the bed, he couldn't help but think how to get his powers working again. The only way he thought he could get them back working is by consuming the well of power like the lich in adventure time. But he had no well of power, nor his essence stored somewhere.

So he decided he would ask the foundation back at home or here if they could provide him plutonium- if they even have one here- and other ingredients, that's what The Lich used when she possessed Princess Bubblegum as a substitute for his well of power.

'It probably won't give me full access, or full recuperation, but it's better than nothing…'

Hassu stares into the ceiling, raised his hand and looked at them. Bony hands and somehow he doesn't feel unfamiliar with his own anatomy, like he had grown used to it over the centuries despite being less than year being reincarnated.

'Its strange how I don't feel offended being treated like an object, or anything like that. Probably because I'm just abnormal.'

Somewhere in the facility of the Krekels, Agent Black had just entered his own room after a lengthy interview with one of the Krekels.

There was a two beds, one for him and the other Iris sleeping in a curled up position.

Her eyelids shut tightly, and her body trembling. It felt cold for her, both inside and outside.

Agent Black couldn't help but feel the same. When they arrived here, unconscious in the cave unlike Hassu, they passed out and felt extremely sick.

They were given a medicine, and by now he had recovered. But he still felt cold somehow.

Iris was muttering something in her sleep.

"Tommy…"

Agent Black who was sitting on his bed stood up in surprised.

"105? Are you awake?" he said.

Iris didn't wake up, she was having a bad dream of some sort.

'Its probably having the same fever as mine earlier. Guess that's what jumping between realities is.'

The door opened, Agent Black looked at the Krekel and two armored guards entering. The Krekel scientist was called Scorn. He was the one that The Lich had first encountered and talk to back at the cave.

Scorn was holding a bowl, a blue liquid was in it as they put Iris in a sitting position, opened her mouth as they let the liquid swallowed by her.

They let her rest properly again.

"The stronger dosage this time should work. If you still need anymore help, just knock."

Agent Black nodded as they left and closed the door.

He looked at the SCP, she was shaking less this time and her face didn't seem contorted as before.

Agent Black didn't know Iris was having a bad dream about her little brother being driven straight by a car into a street. Blood painted the streets for over 20 meters, and parts of him was everywhere, a part of him in a coffee shop nearby landed and painted the windows red. A part of him flew into the sidewalk

Iris was having the worse time of her life, and this scene echoed in her mind, sometimes repeating.

But Black knew none of this. All he could do was wait.

'How long till I can get back. How do I even get back…' he thought. 'Maybe through that portal again. I'll just find a way.'

The door suddenly opened as Scorn entered.

"Do you need sustenance?" He asked, his skeleton mouth opening with every letter.

"Yes." He has been hungry for a while now.

"Great, I'll lead you to the depository."

He escorted Black into their cafeteria, when they arrived, the food wasn't served by trays, or in a bowl with meat or veggies.

They were served through a pipe like that dropped on their plates. When they sat down, Agent Black looked at his food.

It was a pile of black slop that looked like it came from the sewers. And its smell was horrible, like a carcass of dead animals, rundown on the street and forgotten in the sideways.

"You aren't going to eat?" Scorn said.

Agent Black looked at the 'food' briefly before pushing it further to Scorn.

"No… thanks. I think it won't do well for me."

He looked around, and notice everyone was eating the same black slop. It curled his stomach just imagining to eat it.

"My superiors have agreed to let you go back to your world." Scorn said, while eating his food.

Agent Black was surprised, "How? Through the portal?"

Scorn nodded. "Yes. Tomorrow we can go."

"Well why not now?" He replied, he wanted to get back as soon as possible.

Scorn looked at him as if he was the strangest person on this world, which he was. But he was curious.

"Because it's daylight…? Does your world not have that?"

Black furrowed his eyebrows. "We have. The sun helps us, why? We can get go back while it's still daytime."

Scorn shook his head. "We can't. The sun takes all of our energy, it takes life. Here, we only go out at night."

'Huh, that's weird.' Black thought.

"Fine. So, can you at least tell me scp 7000 Is coming with us right?"

"Yes. He told us he wanted to be in the same cell as you. If you agree to this, and if my superiors will allow it." There was a difference in Scorn's voice. As if something was suspicious the way Black was calling Lich.

"Its fine, we were… part of exploring the cave."

There was silence between them. Scorn had already known about The Lich's testament why he came here, and Agent Black seemed to have lied about his arrival, at least in a sense.

Scorn was finished eating and they went back to his cell.

Meanwhile, Iris had already awaken up. Her face wet from her sweat, she wiped it off and looked around. It was a dark room.