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Dr. Wesker was in his office and was reading documents for several types of SCP's. He mostly did this just to get himself a kick at how ridiculous these types of things existed in real life. An old man capable of walking through just about any type of matter? A stairwell that never ends? A sentient computer? Is there nothing in this place that's normal!? He liked working here, mostly to taunt some sentient or sapient SCP's he could find. He also did to his fellow researchers, but he didn't care what they thought of him. He didn't care if he would get in trouble for not doing any productive work. The reason he didn't worry because he was useful to the Foundation in three ways. 1. He was a very intelligent researcher and skilled in both biology and virology. 2. He was a very good strategist. His plans usually worked in containing even Keter class SCP's. 3. He was a director of at least 20 different sites that had been dealing with very hazardous SCP's. Ah yes, it feels good to have power. and better yet, Level 5 access. He really couldn't have succeeded more in his mission.
Dr. Bright was heading down to Wesker's office. He never liked the man, in fact, he hated him. He was a very cruel and despicable scumbag, who despised lower class level individuals and would actually use them for testing for even Keter class SCP's. Why the O5 Council even allow him to these despicable things is his guess. As he was walking down the hallway he found Wesker's office and knocked. The keypad was unique in that it had a camera built into it. Wesker's face appeared on the screen and he had his trademark shit-eating grin.
"Ah, Dr. Bright, what are you doing here?" Wesker said with his raspy voice.
"Open up Wesker. I want to speak with you." Dr. Bright said.
"What's with the urgency doctor?" Wesker said.
"I want to talk to you. Now!" Bright said
"Fine, I'll let you in."
As Wesker said this the door to his office opened revealing his spacious office with many antiques and trinkets. He was sitting in his black leathered chair and on the other side of his desk was a fold-up chair. Dr. Bright sat down on it and began to say what was so urgent.
"Ok Doctor, what exactly are panicking over that requires my attention?" Dr. Wesker said with a condescending attitude.
"Doctor, we have had several reports that you are a spy that works for a Corporation specializes in Bio-Organic weaponry. We also have a document that says a spy was sent here to gather our information and technology." Dr. Bright pulled out a folder from is lab coat and threw it on Wesker's desk. Wesker opened up the folder and found a document. This is what it read:
Agent W,
This mission is not to be failed. Your mission is to infiltrate the SCP Foundation and gain their
Intel and technology. How I know the Foundation exists is thanks to a little princess. Rise up
their ranks and gain their trust (if you can even earn their trust). Goodluck Agent W.
Sincerely,
Umbrella corp.
Wesker looked at the document with confusion.
"Where did you even find this?" Wesker said.
"It was found in the sewer. The folder somehow preserved the document. A D-class found it and reported back to his superiors, who then gave it to me." Wesker was getting agitated now.
"And why am I the prime suspect?" Wesker asked
"Because ever since you got here, you frequently kept asking questions about the Foundation. What is the most dangerous SCP's? What do you have to do in order to rise up your rank? What is our most powerful weapon?"
"Because I wanted to know more, that's all." Wesker said nervously.
Dr. Bright eyed him. Looking for anything that might come up as proof. Then he looked around the room. There were many different types of trophies, some of which looked artificial. He had varies types of samples from SCP's. He had syrum that looked suspicious, it was in a glass case that had a label on it, it said: "DO NOT TOUCH!". When Dr. Bright didn't find anything incriminating, Dr. Wesker laughed not a simply amused laugh, but a cruel and sinister one. Dr. Bright went to leave the room, Dr. Wesker said to him, in a fairly wicked way:
"If your gonna come into my office and waste my time, go do it to a low-level employee." and with that, the door's to Dr. Wesker's office shut. Immediately after they shut Dr. Wesker opened up a screen built into the desk. Wesker then began to contact his only true master, The Umbrella Corporation.
"Hello, this is Agent W, can anyone report?" Dr. Wesker was than greeted to the face of one of the Umbrella executives.
"Yes, this is Alexander Hart, What is the problem, Tomas Wesker?" Alexander said
"The Foundation is on to me. One of their employees, Dr. Jack Bright, has found my assignment in the sewer. I thought I got rid of that thing!" Wesker said.
"Don't worry, we'll be able to take care of them, just put on a gas mask and you'll be alright." Alexander said.
And with that, the call ended. Wesker immediately opened his emergency drawer and pulled out a gas mask and put it on. After approximately 47 seconds later Class-A amnestics were leaked in Bright's Office Bright completely forgot what he was doing and dismissed it and continued his work.
Dr. Wesker than shredded the evidence and then went back to work. Still with power, and it feels great.
