Per 
INSIDE SITE 19
a security guard of the SCP foundation, is sitting in the
cafeteria, were many others are gathered all eating food.
guard casually retrieves a platter of food, and sits down at
a partially full table.
GUARD #1
"hey, guys did you hear? The tests on
SCP-096 termination are starting in a
couple hours."
GUARD #2
"hm. about time. that monsters been
alive way too long, considering what
its done. I'm just wondering weather
or not it will be actually possible to
kill it."
GUARD #1
"HAH! dont worry man, when 05 council
puts their mind to it, they can kill
anything. god knows they have no issue
using… less humane means."
GUARD #3
"HEY! that damn thing isn't HUMANE.
there NOTHING HUMANE ABOUT IT. that
demon has massacred hundreds of
people. it doesn't deserve the pity of
the 05. they should kill it in the
most physically painful way possible."
GUARD #1
"Jesus you sure are dark dude."
GUARD #3
"HEY! that thing des-"
GUARD #1
"chill out man, I get it. I was GOING
to say, BUT I have to agree it does
deserve anything that comes."
Out of nowhere, a extremely loud siren begins blaring out of
the speakerphones on the wall. the lights go out, and
emergency red lights flicker on. a robotic voice warns
LOUDSPEAKER VOICE
"ATTENTION ALL PERSONNEL. SCP-096 HAS
BREACHED CONTAINMENT. I REPEAT, SCP096 HAS BREACHED CONTAINMENT. ALL NON
MILITARY PERSONNEL PLEASE STAY WHERE
YOU ARE. CLOSE YOUR EYES AND DO NOT
OPEN THEM UNTIL THE ALL CLEAR IS
GIVEN. DO NOT LOOK AT ITS FACE. I
REPEAT, DO NOT LOOK AT ITS FACE. ALL
MILITARY PERSONNEL IMMIDIETLY REPORT
TO TESTING CHAMBER 5, AND SUBDUE SCP096 AT ALL COSTS."
GUARD #1
"What the hell?! how? how did it go
wrong? how is this happening?? oh
god.. oh god oh god oh god!"
GUARD #2
"calm down! We cant let it leave the
facility! do not forget what happened
last time! keep your cool and lets go!"
Guard #3 is cowering on the ground, tears streaming from his
eye as he mutters
"not again, not again, not again,"
GUARD #2
"HEY! pull yourself together soldier!
get your ass up and lets move! if we
dont stop that thing before some poor
scientist sees it face…"
Guard #3 is hysterical at this point, his eyes clamped shut,
and his hands covering his head
"You, YOU DONT UNDERSTAND! the-there's
no killing that, that THING! nothing
can stop it! what are we supposed to
do??? we are all going to die! right
here, right now in this cafeteria!
there's nothing we can do!"
GUARD #2
"get up now or i will have to terminate
you. the foundation does NOT tolerate
guards acting this way. GET. UP."
Guard#3 shivers, but refuses to get up.
Guard #3 is then terminated by Guard #2.
GUARD #2
"godammit… guess we are doing this
ourselves."
GUARD #1
"ri-right."
Guards 1 and 2 then run to the testing chamber marked '5'.
inside, they can hear gunshots, and the awful, gut-wrenching
screeches of SCP-096. the horrid, loud siren sound emitting
from its mouth, one of sheer pain, sadness, and rage. after a
couple more minutes of screaming, yelling, and gunshots, the
screams stop. silence… and then the soft, crying moans can
be heard from the room. the sound of tears, hitting the solid
stone floor, echoing through the chamber. curled in a fetal
position, on the ground, is SCP-096. whimpering, crying to
itself, as it always does.
Guards 1 and 2 are now hiding behind a broken and
destroyed desk, observing the chaos.
GUARD #1
"oh… oh god what do we do…. it.. it
took out 15 MTF squad field agents….
look at this man.. they were torn
apart like tissue paper…"
guard #2 now stone silent is shivering on the ground behind
the desk. not saying a word. barely even breathing…
GUARD #1
"he-hey! mike! get yourself together!
what happened to we are going to do
this ourselves? mike? he-hey! mike
what are you doing? NO! NO, STOP! stop-"
Guard #2 terminates himself.
tears stroll down Guard #1's cheek.
GUARD #1
"……oh… oh god….. NO. No, you
know what? I've had enough. that damn
monster has taken so much from us. im
gonna end that damn thing right here
and now, even if it kills me."
Guard #1 takes a shaky, stubborn breath, and stands up from
behind the desk. 50 feet in front of him, sits SCP-096. a
pale, gangly thing, with pale, nearly snow white skin. you
could see bones, clearly through its skin. with arms,
unnaturally long, ending in long, claw like fingers, stained
with blood. it was curled in a fetal position on the ground,
covering its head letting out long, mournful sounds. Guard #1
slowly and cautiously approaches, not daring to look at its
face. he steps across the sea of bodies, mostly MTF squad
units and other military personnel, but there were some
scientists spread around as well. all torn apart like tissue
paper, mauled beyond comprehension. Guard #1 takes a slow,
shaky breath, then raises his weapon to the back of SCP-096's
head. the monster did not react, just continuing to sit
there, crying. Guard #1 pulls the trigger, and a cleanly
shoots SCP-096 through the head.
GUARD #1
"holy…. OH MY GOD! I DID IT! I DI-"
SCP-096 slowly stands up, its head already regenerated back
into perfect condition.
GUARD #1
"oh god… oh god help me"
SCP-096 slowly turns, and Guard #1, so petrified in fear,
foolishly does not immediately look away. but no, he stood
there, staring, and locked eyes with the creature.
GUARD #1
"oh…. oh god…. ive seen its face…
i looked at it… oh no OH NO OH GOD"
SCP-096's crying slowly turns into a high-pitched screaming,
the same horrid awful screech from before. its jaw unhinges,
stretching nearly halfway down its chest. its arms stretch
outwards, in the direction of Guard #1, and it starts to
sprint at him. screaming, yelling, roaring at him as he
approached. running with enough speed and momentum to
instantly pulverize anything it hit, it charged Straight into
Guard #1.
A single tear rolled down Guard #1's face, and then
he saw black.
MANY HOURS LATER, STILL INSIDE TESTING CHAMBER 5
A squad of MTF recovery agents cautiously entered the
chamber. one reports to a superior officer on his radio
MTF RECOVERY AGENT
"This is Recovery Agent Beta, we are
approaching the Entity. Entity is in
its docile state, and as of yet has
not been triggered."
superior officer on other end of the radio asks something indiscernible.
MTF RECOVERY AGENT
"Yes sir. 19 casualties sir. 15 MTF
Field agents, 2 senior researchers,
and 2 Site Guards. Yes, sir. Preparing
to bag SCP-096."
cautiously, as to not disturb the monster, another MTF
Recovery Agent places a black bag over the SCP's head.
MTF RECOVERY AGENT
"Aye, sir. Bagging is complete.
Proceeding to move SCP-096 back to
containment chamber. clean up crew has
been alerted, as soon as the entity is
safely back in containment, they will
come get rid of the mess."
Once SCP-096 is back in containment, the MTF Recovery team
inspects the container, for signs of escape. strangely, there
are no holes, suggesting SCP-096 did NOT break out of its
cell. upon further inspection, it appears that the containers
door lock had been turned off.
MTF RECOVERY AGENT
"sir… we got some bad news here.
Looks like SCP096 did NOT breach
containment. Someone released it. this
breach was on purpose sir. someone let
out, and likely purposefully triggered
SCP-096."
barely discernable on radio, a staticky voice can be heard
speaking to the MTF Recovery Agent.
UNKNOWN
"hm….. this will be a problem."
TO BE CONTINUED
