She quickly tied her laces. Not caring about the weight of it, she put her backpack on. She was finally ready to leave her sister's place she was living in ever since she learned that the SCP Foundation was after her. She hadn't heard anything about them at the time, and wouldn't have if everybody had done their job right. Due to a mistranslation between the facilities in London and Istanbul, the Foundation Agents had raided the wrong building giving her the precious time she needed to escape. She had been living with her older sister for the past 3 days. Her sister had accepted her request for shelter but she couldn't expect the person she loved more than anything to endanger her own life to keep herself, a potential anomaly, secret. She had made a decision this morning and she intended to stand by it. She left the house running almost as if her hunters were behind her, and, unknown to her, they really were.
It was just another normal day for Bently Harber. He got up at 0600






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