DaEmprah

“What do we do now?”
“You do realize the war is over, right? No more missions in our foreseeable future.”
“That’s not what I meant.”
“What do you mean then?”
“Our job was to keep the public unaware of anomalies, whatever their nature. In the past, we mindwiped a couple families here and there. Maybe a entire city, once in a containment breach. This war has impacted the whole world. We can’t mindwipe the entire world.”
“No, that’s not true, we can if we wanted to. Class A amnesiacs can be aerosolized.”
“But is that the correct thing to do? Erase knowledge of anomalies and go back to the way it was before?”
“For the love of God, call them SCPs or their actual names. You’re giving me a headache calling them “Anomalies” every time.”
“Answer the question.”
“There will be multiple situations to handle if we don’t. Outraged families, governments demanding culpability, social upheaval, all that jazz.”
“That’s just politics. Nothing we haven’t dealt with before.”
“And at least a million will die from the politics alone. That doesn't worry me. But erasing the death of a billion is bigger than anything we’ve had to handle before.”
“What’s the alternative?”
“We activate SCP-2000 and try again. We screwed up big time with the preparation, you know. All those red lights, those signs, we ignored..”
“Still, this was far from the worst possible ending. I would argue that this ended exceedingly in our favor, all things considered. Our preemptive occupation of the first rift in Shanghai? We’re exceedingly lucky the Chinese government didn’t just drop a hydrogen bomb on our forces.”
“So those are my opinions. What do you say we do now?”
“My strategic opinion?”
“Your honest no-bullshit assessment, if you’ll excuse my language.”
“We play it as it lays. Let humanity figure things out. Maybe they’ll come up with something that we were unable to.”
“Huh.”
“What?”
“I thought this change would be more emotional for the two of us.”
“Our duty has always been the protection of humanity. If hiding anomalies isn’t the best way to do that anymore; I don’t care, if we continue to do our duty.”
“Alright. So what do we do in the meantime?”
“Some GOIs are still active. Chaos Insurgency, Church of the Broken God, the usual suspects. They still need to be contained.”
“But the Foundation doesn't need us anymore for that.”
“No. This is a job for humans.”
“But we’re not huma- Oh.”
“Is it painless?”
“Does it matter?”
“You know it's funny. All those years I wanted to die but couldn’t. And now, I don’t know how I feel.”
“A drink before we go?”
“Only if I get to make a toast.”
“Go ahead.”
“To the stars?”
“To the stars.”