Zero pointing towards a city

Coal:

Kill him then move on

pull him into shelter and wait for him to wake up

Marco - takes him

Z: ...

At home - are you ok

Z: *wakes up* !?

Do not worry,I will not kill you

Z: *falls back asleep*

Puts him in bed

*hours pass*

Wakes him up

Z: *yawn*

You have been sleeping for 5 hours now

Z: Damn. Really?

Yes

Me since my username is an OC of mine: woah...You alright, sir? Ma'am? Robotic toaster?

Z: Yeah. *Heavy breathing* I did it.

*I look at you*

Did what?

Z: Five... Long... Years... Of... Confinement... Over...

*He connects the dots*

Holy hell, you were in the stony lonesome! What did you- d

Do*

Z: The... Facility... F**k this place... *Heavy breathing*

Ok, calm down...what "facility"? What did they...do to you?

Z: The torture... The confinement... The testing... The screams... Finally... Over...

Slow down, slow down! I can hardly understand you!

Z: *passes out*

*The Lizard sits down and pulls out a cellphone of his, dialing in a number*

Brother? Get my location NOW.

*some more minutes pass*

Ok...

*He picks up the strange...thing and starts looking for shelter*

Z: Where the f**k am i?

I brought you somewhere warmer.

Z: Are you one of the MTF agents?

MT-huh?

Z: What the hell happened

You tell me...

Z: Nevermind... You don't even know what the SCP foundation is.

I know them...Just...never seen it.

Z: I was a class-D who escaped. And I'm glad i escaped. I wanna take this shit down. I don't give a f**k about the entities. The world needs a little dying anyway.

Who...Who even *are* you?

*hours pass*

Where is he? He should've been here by now!

*minutes pass*

*He eventually finds some sort of run down old cabin. Heading into it and starting a fire to keep the two warm.*

So...Who did you say you were again?

Z: All I remember is the cloudless sky of arctic. And a black siluette...

Black siluette? Might have been me...but...well, we may need to keep our heads down. We gotta get out of here.

Z: Explain yourself. Who the f**k are you?

I am Reginald. Renowned business man and suspected murderer. Which I am not.

(Teleports him to my house)