NullnNow Tales

My Summer Job at the Foundation

Main Character

- Guy who just finished his first year at college and is looking for a summer job
- his therapist recommended that he start a journal documenting his life, at least during summer.
- this is b/c reasons TODO
- had a troubled youth
- did weed/marijuana his first semester at college
- got caught and fined, and his grades had suffered
- he struggled the second half of the semester trying to kick his addiction while balancing school, grades suffered
- therapist recommend journal so that way he can read it in the future and remind himself of his strength, struggles etc
- this could be after a session wherein he talks to his therapist about the fear of relapsing, and that he felt worn out

- tries getting several minimum wage jobs, but finds it hard to get hired due to past
- eventually stumbles upon a janitorial job offering excellent benefits and a decent pay
- applies not expecting a response, but gets called for an interview

- there he learns that he'll be working at a secret governmental facility and that under no means should he tell others about the things he sees. He is also warned that, while hed be out of direct danger, accidents can and do happen, and that he will be required to read the sites safety manual

- he accepts the job, and reads through the safety manually. Most of it is vague and unclear, but it is very clear that there is something/someone dangerous at the facility. he isnt surprised, but what he is surprised about is the vague hints at abnormal dangers, and the emphasis of keeping your head down and maintaining secrecy

- first few weeks at job = fairly normal, but then he looked through a door that wasnt fully closed. he sees an SCP, and writes about his surprise/curiousness

- when he came into his shift one day he was told that there was a mess in wing 12 A that needed cleaning, to his horror it was blood and viscera. after puking he broke a rule and asked what had happened, the researcher nearby took pitty on him and explained a few things, remembering what it was like when he first started working at the foundation.

- its been a while since my last entry. things go relatively normal, occasionally has to clean some weirder and more gruesome stuff. He notes how occasionally he notices a goat person fiddling with various doors. upon bringing up with his manager he was told it was dr.goat and not to interfere with his work.
- but that is not why he wanted to write this entry, a few days ago there was a containment breach, he ended up relatively unscathed with only a nasty cut on his forearm

- lied to therapist about cut saying he tripped and scraped his forearm

- the final entry takes place years later, him having had no memory of the events detailed above. when he tries to remember its just static, like a wet blanket covered his mind. he still has a scar on his arm, and remembers a few vague and distorted details.
- end on a cliffhanger as to whether or not hell expose the foundation

~ June (1-30), July (1-31), Aug (1-31)
Name = Rob D.

Therapist Name = Ms. Karlovsky / Ms. K