A visitor

The Lich and Iris separated ways with Black as they were led to another site. They entered through a plane, and this time they didn't need to ride an m113 back to site-17.

It was a freighter they rode, and while on the plane. Team Iris and Team Lich were the ones present along with a few Nu-7.

Thomas chatted with Kennedy, and Renard talked with the rest of Team Lich.

Justin was flirting with Agent Maddox, chatting her up, if she was impressed by him, she would've shown it by now. All she expressed were a few disinterested replies like, "Yeah" or "Mhm."

Justin would give up later and join up with Renard and Mr. Gustav. Thomas would come by her side, then they would start laughing.

Lich and Iris were having a conversation about the Ice king.

"So what happened to the Ice king?"

"His wife wished for the crown to have the power to protect Simon." The Lich replied.

Iris nodded.

"And it worked, she became one with golb, one as in one person. We called her golbetty, and they left through the portal never to return. That's about it. It was a good fight."

Iris looked she was sad, but she quickly recovered her composure.

"So, all of that just to bring Simon back to normal? That's… brave I guess."

"That's what love is, Iris. Though it was probably reckless. Love isn't just a feeling, it's a sacrifice, a life long commitment. Which, his wife did."

Iris thought back to his boyfriend, Anthony. Sacrifice, he gave that to her, and in return, what did she gave him? His own death.

She looked down, trying to hold the tears in her eyes. Everyone she knew thinks she's dead from escaping an insane asylum.

"Are you okay, Iy?" The Lich said.

Iris stopped sobbing upon hearing the word 'Iy', his own father called him that. And he felt a pain storm her heart remembering them. She started to cry, only The Lich could hear it as others were noisy talking.

"Wait, wait, I'm sorry for asking. I'm so stupid, of course you're having a bad mood. I'll just give you a space a little." The Lich was about to stand up when Iris grabbed him the robes.

"N-no, it's fine. I just remembered my dad. I miss him." She wiped the tears off her face. Trying to look like she hadn't cried. The evidence was there because of her moist eyes.

"Sure. I miss my home too." Hassu's thoughts trailed off back to his home. His mother cooking, and his father off to work early in the morning.

His grandmother would visit him by twelve, stuffing a bunch of money into his pockets so he could buy all the snacks he wants. He loved her grandmother, and he missed her.

"I didn't want to ask but, why is your face… I don't know, dead." She asked.

"Ah well, that's the thing about becoming like me Iris, you lose your flesh and blood overtime as they decay, leaving only bones." He lied.

'Far reasonable enough, if she somehow comes across about books of Lich's this should be a good way to prevent my identity from being found out. I don't want anyone finding about my identity.' He thought.

"Do you also lose your humanity?" she asked, looking up at Lich.

The Lich gave a soft laugh and replied, "Fortunately, no. I think. I'm not sure." He says, rubbing his chin. "I do feel sympathy here and there, but sometimes, I find it hard to not notice my 'bad' tendencies."

The Lich laughing and tearing the beetle's wings flashed in her mind.

"Yeah, just don't eat me."

The Lich chuckled and patted her on the back. "Wish I could even eat. I cant do it, or sleep too. I lost that function many years ago."

After a few hours, the plane finally landed at site-17. Team Lich was the first to get out following Team Iris, then Nu-7 Agents.

"Wanna meet at the gym tomorrow?" The Lich asked.

"Yeah, sure." She replied.

They parted ways The Lich was escorted to a different hallway, and back at his cell. Iris was somewhere else, and he doubted he would be able to find her cell due to the massive size of the facility.

He sat at the end of the room. The voices started running through his mind once again, but he didn't feel annoyed. He was just aware of it, like a different perspective being in a different place. It was a weird feeling.

The door to his cell shut off.

'So, I'm in different realities now.'

'Yep, instead of actually being transported to the cave like you did, I fell into a pile of rubble. I'm currently roaming around, everything seems to be destroyed.' A voice replied.

'Really? That doesn't sound bad as I am. I'm in the Ikea. Yep, the infinite Ikea. They couldn't kill me, and they tried bringing in a giant earlier.'

'Losers. I'm in a world end scenario here. The sun is melting everyone. I don't know where Iris or Black is, but I think it doesn't matter at this point. I'm the only one immune. I think can try to control these lumps of flesh.'

It felt like he was talking to himself, but it was comforting. It made him feel less bored. He focused on his energy and his vision changed from a gray room to a snowing forest. He was walking in the forest. This wasn't him, it was probably another 'him' in a different reality.

'Where are you?' He asks.

'Oh? You can look through our visions? That's neat. To be honest, I have no idea just as you.' His other version replied.

'Oh well, take care of yourself, me.'

'No problem, me.'

He looked all of his different versions, all of them are him. One and the same. To some it up, in Hassu's perspectives, imagine your angry version of you in the same room. You'd know what he thinks and what he would do. That's the same for Hassu.

Hassu wasn't aware his mind began to drift by looking at all the visions. Some were in an ocean, others were in danger- and oh, the first version of him just died in the middle of a battlefield that got hit by a mage's spell. But since he can't really be killed, he would probably come back later as a catalyst comet or something.[That spell was imbued by the power of l-l-l-liking someone a lot]

His greens eyes started to dim, and then his sockets were empty like a cold corpse. There was so many of him that he got entertained watching what they would do.

Knock knock knock.

There was darkness around, and in front of him was all the visions of the entire Lich. He turned around. There was no one. He continues watching the screens.

knock knock knock.

'Something isn't right,' he says as he turned around.

An old wooden door stood in the darkness. Another set of knocks came and made Hassu confused.

'Why is there a door here? Aren't I in my mind?' he approaches the door, before he could turn the handle, he stops.

'No. There could be something behind that door. I could probably be inviting a deadly SCP into my consciousness.'

He decided to ignore the knocking, but when he turned around. The door suddenly flew past him and into the screens that vanished.

He craned his head to the direction of the door with a surprised expression. It immediately dropped to confusion when he saw the invader.

It was a little kid, about the age of six or seven. She had a short hair and starry eyes. It reminded him of the Galaxy.

When she saw him, her mouth opened like an 'o' shape. It was adorable but also confusing how someone managed to enter his consciousness or dream.

"Who are you?" Hassu finally said. He was in a form of a grotesque flesh in a humanoid shape. Two eyes were on his head. His soul was almost similar to the creatures before nothing in Adventure time.

"Woah… oh, Uh! Nice to meet you, I'm Sigurros!" She says happily, she ran up to him, extending her hand hesitantly.

"Uhm…" Still baffled, Hassu just accepted the shake and noticed his hand was disoriented like a bunch of flesh. "Im- Lich. Nice to meet you too, I guess."

She happily shook his hand like a little child finding a playmate.

"We're you also captured by the foundation?" She asks, letting go of my hand and looking around.

"Yes. I let myself be. I'm assuming you are an scp too?"