Per 
April 23, 2020
It was Carl's lucky day! He would pardon of all of his crimes and all he has to do is do community service for two years at an government facility. Or so he thought as he was riding in back of transport vehicle. The vehicle stalled to a stop, two highly armed guards pulled him out of the truck. Carl looked around at his new environment. There was 20 meter metal fence around the perimeter, as he walked towards a strange looking building it was painted pure white, but its had barely windows for its massive size . As they got closer to the building he saw two guards holding an assault rifle to their side and wearing Swat Armour. He looked at the guards escorting him and they were wearing the armor too. What type of research do they do here? That requires all the personal to wear such equipment? " Site and personal #?" One of the guards asked my escorts. "Site 34 and Personal # 569A"
The guard paused for an moment and putting his finger on his earpiece.
" You may go in." The door opened with slow humming noise. As they entered he he saw one word "SCP" with bold letters on a wall with an simple he never seen before. It was also in the center of floor in room in front of him. The two guards pulled off and black Velcro strip off their chest which revealed the word "SCP" in bold white letters again. The entire room was perfectly sanitized white. People with lab coats walking in all different directions some carry files and some of them pushing carts. There were even more guards inside the building all armed. He suddenly stopped in his tracks, wide eyed he looked at something he never seen in his entire life. It was a teardrop-shaped creature with single blue eye in the middle of their bodies.(SCP-131) It was just rolling beside an couple of the scientist. He couldn't stare at it long because the guards pushed him forward.
" Keep moving."
He continued moving down the hall way to the left. The blank white walls changed into an light gray frame around the windows and an black wall underneath. After walking for an while they stopped at an door with the words D-class Quarters-55. One of the guards scanned an access card beside the door and it opened. The room is long corridor hallway with several doors with 4 digit numbers. They stopped at an door with the number 1901 and 1902. The guards scanned his guard and the door opened with a beep. They entered the room it has two beds and an toilet.
" This is your room. You will begin tomorrow and we'll disclose more information tomorrow. You are excepted to wake up at 5:00 O clock sharp."
Then the guards marched out of the room. He looked around his new cell, and turned to an man that must be his bunk-mate. He is middle aged slightly overweight man, with blonde hair with side burns leading to a beard. He reached his hand with a smile and said " Hi the name is Samuel. What is your name?"
"My name is Carl. Nice to meet you Samuel."
" Well, welcome Carl. Mi casa, es su Casa!" He spread out his hands across the room.
"Thank you, but Samuel do you know what those teardrop eye things are?"
Samuel chuckled "Oh you mean the eye pods? Their harmless. The guards probably they didn't tell you anything but this one of many facilities of the SCP foundation."
"SCP foundation? I never heard of it."
"Of course it is very top secret globally run initiative. You thought those are weird you just got here, that nothing. Theirs all sorts of anomalies and weird stuff here."
" What does SCP stand for?"
"Secure, contain and protect."
Before he could ask anymore questions, the lights in his room into
