<Transmission begins>
Dr. ██████████: [DATA EXPUNGED - AUTOCENSOR LEVEL HC 3 - RESEARCHER ONLY] Hello, 7K-L2, do you copy? Over.
[SCP-1778 remains silent for nine seconds.]
SCP-1778: (muffled voice) Not now, Tolya, dad is trying to sleep.
Dr. ██████████: 7K-L2, we are attempting to establish a radio exchange with you from Earth. Please, respond, over.
SCP-1778: (muffled voice) I don't want to play cosmonauts now, Tolya. Go to your mother, will you? I will give you one of the chocolate bars later, yes?
[SCP-1778 remains silent for three seconds.]
SCP-1778: (muffled voice) Good man.
[SCP-1778 seems incapable of properly evaluating the origin of the Foundation's transmission for three minutes. Mission abort is suggested due to technical reasons, but Dr. ██████████ requests the continuation of this attempt, recurring to anomalous transmissions with memetic or cognito-hazardous content if necessary, to obtain an answer. However, at the end of a three minutes interval, SCP-1778 reestablishes contact on his own without new interventions from the contact team.]
SCP-1778: Wait — Tolya is… Anatoli isn´t here. That's not Anatoli speaking to me. Who is this?
Dr. ██████████: 7K-L2, confirm, can you hear us?
[SCP-1778 remains silent for six seconds.]
SCP-1778: Hello?
Dr. ██████████: 7K-L2, confirm. Can you hear—
SCP-1778: Who are you?
Dr. ██████████: I am sorry, we prefer to remain anonymous at the time. Who am I speaking to?
SCP-1778: I repeat, who are you?
Dr. ██████████: We would rather not disclose this for the moment. What is your name, 7K-L2?
SCP-1778: … Volya.
Dr. ██████████: It's a pleasure to finally meet you, Volya.
SCP-1778: You are not from the Division, are you?
Dr. ██████████: I'm afraid not.
SCP-1778: Right. It's been so long since they… (subject remains silent for thirteen seconds) (possible sobbing, muzzled) Oh, good god, I've been here so long I didn't even remember what was like to talk, to talk to someone who is…
Dr. ██████████: It took us a while to figure out the method used to communicate with you, but we don't know how they managed to keep you alive, in orbit, for so long. Volya, are you alright?
SCP-1778: Ah… I'm alive. Didn´t have the courage to do it, you know?
Dr. ██████████: Do what, Volya?
SCP-1778: Opening the hatch. Not the one to the archive, I have seen plenty of that one… the other hatch. The one that opens to space. I did not dare. Food and water and air may return, my own body may return, but I remember. They told me I would not remember, do you understand? It would be the same ██ minutes, every day, for three months, and then-
Dr. ██████████: Wait, please. What file?
SCP-1778: You do not know yet? Well, I guess it is the same. It's a network of modules, connected through the station the division placed in orbit… I am nothing more than the archivist. They thought they could place everything they knew in a safe, orbiting the Earth.
Dr. ██████████: There are more modules than yours then. Are they connected to it?
SCP-1778: I was never told the details about them and there is no information on them up here. I have looked. But yes, the station is a gateway. It was launched with the other modules that remain physically detached, quite a long time ago… before I was launched. I've often wondered who had the idea. It's been so long… ██ years, at least. Correct?
Dr. ██████████: I'm afraid I can't-
SCP-1778: It has. I have been reading. I have been learning. There are novels and tales and encyclopedias up here. There are rapports of many Division activities, too. Some oriental breathing techniques are wonderful in zero gravity, you know? I've not wasted my time… there are manuals and books on pretty much every [DATA EXPUNGED] you could imagine, too. From one of them, I learned how to make a clock of sorts quite a long time ago that would survive the transition. Using foodstuffs, no less. Not that it matters, I had enough chocolate bars before they started replicating. At least, █ decades. Am I correct?
Dr. ██████████: Something like that. We'd rather not go into detail.
SCP-1778: Then I guess I am an exile, now. I can never return home. No home to return to.
Dr. ██████████: When you say transition, are you referring to the process that altered your module's orbit?
SCP-1778: That's how the slips look like, then? I was curious about that. Yes. The displacement is painful, unexpectedly so if what my superiors told me all those years is to be believed. They hoped it would become a closed circuit where I would not remember, where I would remain untouched. Vigilant, young, idealistic and loyal to the Union and the Division, living the same ██ minutes once and over again. That sort of thing. But by activating forced displacements, or slips, as we came to call them, time dilated within the capsule, somehow. Very practical to them, when they were in a hurry or they wanted to "educate" me.
Dr. ██████████: Do you have any information that we may use to extract you and salvage your ship?
SCP-1778: I… might, actually. Is the Division still active?
Dr. ██████████: Please, tell me what you need.
SCP-1778: Do you have any information on [DATA EXPUNGED]
Dr. ██████████: Stand by, please.
[Dr. ██████████ and [REDACTED] who oversaw the operation through teleprompter, agree to reveal information about [DATA EXPUNGED] in order to negotiate its recovery and access to the alleged GRU Division-P archive. Dr. ██████████ receives authorization to negotiate in the name of the Foundation.]
Dr. ██████████: We may have access to it.
SCP-1778: Good. Listen. I don't want to spend a single day further up here. I want to go back to Earth. I may have no place down there anymore, but I just want to see the sky. I want to see the stars, God almighty, the stars! So, for all that I care, you can have this thing. The archive. All of it. Just get [DATA EXPUNGED] and use it to get me out of here, and you will have all what the division knew up to 19██. Deal?
Dr. ██████████: Deal. What do you propose?
SCP-1778: Thank you. First-
UNKNOWN: [UNINTELLIGIBLE] (5 seconds)
[SCP-1778 decelerates and plots a reverse orbit for 0.13 seconds; in this occasion, SCP-1778 does not resume its original orbit. Instead, it remains in an apparently geosynchronous orbit over the Kamchatka peninsula for thirteen hours, fifteen minutes and twenty seconds, after which it resumes its original orbit and contact is reestablished.]
SCP-1778: (screams) [UNINTELLIGIBLE] (screams)
Dr. ██████████: Volya! Do you read me?
SCP-1778: (screams)
[REDACTED FOR BREVITY]
To date, no further contact with SCP-1778 has been achieved. Dr. ██████████ and her team are attempting to devise a new contact method and a technique to extract SCP-1778 from its orbit or proceed to a scouting and recovery operation through the use of [DATA EXPUNGED] as it was pointed out by SCP-1778 that there might be a way to access it through [REDACTED AS PER PREVIOUS EXPUNGEMENT] Recent observations by MTF Beta-3 confirm the hatch on the surface of SCP-1778 remains closed.