After venting her frustration at Aiolos's "dereliction of duty," Barbie quickly realized something was wrong.
But with zero knowledge of antimemetics, she remained convinced her foe was just a particularly elusive reality bender—one who could distort vision like her own blurred appearance on cameras.
She turned to another operative.
"Jianjia, you're up tomorrow night!"
Jianjia, a Chinese-American woman in MTF gear, carried an air of classical elegance—more Tang dynasty painting than modern influencer.
"No problem! I'll catch them!" she vowed.
Watching via his terminal, Luoshu perked up.
A fellow Chinese!
In this world, his memories began in San Quentin, and his life since had been confined to Foundation sites—mostly populated by white and black personnel.
Seeing a compatriot—and a refined one at that—stirred nostalgia.
He'd planned to abandon the "Wolf" scheme and focus on SCP-058 (Dark Heart).
But Jianjia's presence tempted him to "say hello" one last time.
What ability could she have to catch me?
Even the Antimemetics Division can't handle SCP-055. No way Omega-12 can.
The Trap Sprung
On Night 3, Luoshu strolled into SCP-939's unit—Jianjia sat by the door, oblivious.
He circled her, smug.
You promised to catch me. Here I am. Why no move?
But curiosity gnawed at him.
No Kant Counter? How does she plan to detect me?
Then it hit him: Her ability triggers when I bend reality.
Fine. Let's test it.
Positioning himself farthest from her, Luoshu activated Evolution Distortion.
Omega-12's Response
At their temporary barracks, a sleep-deprived Barbie jerked awake as a remote Kant Counter screeched:
"Hume Index 0.118hm! Distance 3129.3m! Bearing 13° NW!"
"Again?! Same spot!"
She noted the strengthening trend:
Night 1: 0.137hm (~48/350 Hume).
Now: ~0.118hm (~45/380).
At this rate, they'll hit Tier 5 in months.
Barbie radioed Jianjia: "Did you get them?!"
"Sort of... but not really?" Jianjia sounded confused.
"Hold on! I'm coming!"
The Reeds Rise
Back in the containment chamber, a surreal transformation unfolded.
The room had become a dense reed marsh, stalks swaying without wind.
Luoshu stood entangled, water rising at his feet.
Through the reeds, Jianjia peered around, baffled.
Then Luoshu understood.
"Jianjia苍苍,白露为霜,所谓伊人,在水一方..."
("The reeds grow lush; frost dew turns white. The one I long for is beyond the water...")
Her ability: Poetic Manifestation.