SCP's I made + wrote for/with my friend + Short Stories

An exploration of SCP-9988 took place on ##/#1/#### at [REDACTED].
The team sent had frozen SCP-9988-1 with Compound FAL-4912, before entering the door that was normally locked.

A Large tunnel in the ground was found, with a single ladder, affixed to the wall to scale down it, one by one the members climbed down the ladder.It was estimated that they climbed 100ft, below sea level before all communications cut off. A series of 12 Large Statues, Lined the room, in its centre was the statue similar to the angel one found in the cabin. Despite being actually 400ft below sea level, each of the officers were fine, despite deep sea divers having issues at this level with the finest equipment available.
Each statue had an inscription, all were blank, having no face or details to set them apart aside from the central statue.
The central statue was approximately 100 ft tall and 50 ft in diameter at it's base.
The statue showed a woman in chains with long hair, chains attaching it from the waist, neck, arms and legs, a single eye symbol glowed brightly on the statues stomach anomalously. The statues wings were folded inward to signify them not being used.
Only two of the other 12 statues had any details.

One had long hair, and was presumably female, she held a shotgun.
One had a mask held to their face, but the mask had no expression while the wearer showed pain.
Anomalously, another statue gained details.
A mask wearer, with his arm behind his back on the left side, while showing the comedy expression, while the right side held his head while bearing tragedy.
The inscriptions had read the following.

My loss, that is not my life will consume me. On the female statue with the gun.

A weary voice beckoned me, but I choose to ignore it. On the male statue holding the empty mask.

The Last Chance for freedom, denied. On the mask with two faces statue.

A Way of Mercy, Destroyed.

I now stand against the flow of endless time.

Pain brought on me without reason nor rhyme.

I will not fade easily, but die for what's right.

If I must betray my own body so be it.

I will ascend to a plain unlike your own.

I am the only voice you ever really known.

Death was not what striked her down.

Rather her scent caught by a hound.

This is A chance for the world to birth again,
Death brought to those who destroy,
Even so be it by our righteous rulers hand,
For we are the Council of the Merciful Blight.
This was the inscription on the angel statue

All the agents that were sent to the area are presumed dead.
A journal found outside the back of the cabin under the tree recounted the incident but the author is unknown.
All foundation staff who had read the inscriptions went mad and began to attack each other claiming the other had betrayed our rightful god.

   Any access to the documents regarding SCP-9988's room of statues and the Council of Merciful Blight is to be limited to level five researchers only with O5 permission, any attempts to access them otherwise will be counteracted with immediate termination.
It is rumoured that this: 9988 XK Class end of the world scenario will only occur if all the statues have details.