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Item #: SCP-008

Object Class: Everywhere

Special Containment Procedures: This is uhh former level 4 researcher Shean Kipp. If you’re reading this you already know what happened. The dumbass 05s decided that 008 was fit for a bioweapon. But they didn’t tell us not to detonate the new warheads, did they? It’s standard breach procedure. And now this planet is gone to shit. Man. The boys at site 59 were lucky. They got vaporised before this shit happened. They had a major breach, so they blew the place to atoms. But they had the new bio-toys. And nobody warned them. Of course, the thing that caused this all was our secrecy. And now this. Why?

Description: Oh and it spread quickly! Only a month after it got loose, the infection reached Ireland. Then Britain. And. And then the mainland. That’s when communication stopped. Site-19 is gonna send out a message any day now. I’ll probably log it when they do. I was on-site when we got locked in. My family’s definitely dead. God, why? I miss my son. Please let things go back to normal. Please. Please.

MESSAGE FROM SITE-19: Hello. This is Dr Mann speaking. As you may have guessed, the 05 are dead. Overwatch HQ is fucked. Alpha-1 is gone too. The only thing keeping us alive here are the Mole Rats. We have organized a new task force. Mtf Phi-4, designated "Zombie Duty" is coming to save you, poor souls. My orders are to get off this rock, and onto the moon. If you don’t have the facilities for that, you’re gonna be brought here by Phi-4. MTF Rho-19 is also prepping a site on Venus. But for now, Area-122 is ready for your arrival. Don't try to travel here alone. WAIT FOR PHI-4. Goodbye.

Automated diagnostic of compromised foundation facilities: Site-01, breached. Site-02, Breached. Site-06, evacuated. Site-35 breached. Site-59, Destroyed. Site-64, Breached.

Addendum: You heard him. We’re ‘screwed’. At least Mann is safe. The council had that coming. Roy shot himself earlier. Poor kid. We’ve been using the d-class as bait when we go out for supplies. Speaking of, I got to go.

Addendum: Shit shit shit. We were outside and, and they came out of nowhere. Took a couple of guards. We got back in but uhh one of those things bit me. And Sanders took the last of our food and drink and locked himself in the armoury with a few others. Now it’s just me and Dr Hill. I. I’m so hungry.

Addendum: I hear the voices in my head! The-they’re everywhere. Please god, help me. PLEASE HELP ME!!! Just a little bite couldn’t hurt, right?

Addendum: I-I killed her. I killed her. I only wanted a taste. Just one bite. NOW I GET IT ALL!

Addendum: I HAVE THE DOOR CONTROLS SANDERS
YOU MADE YOUR LAST MISTAKE

Automated diagnostic of compromised foundation facilities: Site-01, breached. Site-02, Breached. Site-06, evacuated. Site-35 breached. Site-59, Destroyed. Site-64, Breached. Area-17, unresponsive. Site-42 breached.