Agent Grey is a Containment Specialist and Junior Agent for 

the Foundation. He is in his 50's, wearing an ill-fitting 

jacket and fedora, and carries a messenger bag. He is a 

lifer, and works at Site-19, the Foundation's largest 

containment site. He is short on formal education, which 

makes him unusual compared to most Foundation personnel. But 
Grey makes up for this with experience and a gut instinct 

about anomalies. He seems more comfortable with the anomalous 
world than most people. Both these facts put some distance 
between Grey and many of his colleagues. 


CLOSE IN on Grey's face, looking distracted. 
CUT TO: 
INT. AGENT KLIKS' OFFICE SITE-76 (FLASHBACk) 


In a flashback, we see Agent Grey in the Site-76 office of 
AGENT THEO KLIKSOFAKUS ("KLIKS"). Flashbacks all have 
slightly hazy borders in the overall shot. 


Kliks is a Senior Field Agent for the Foundation. He is in 

his 30s, and is nattily dressed in a tailored suit and 
expensive shoes. Under his jacket is a shimmering waistcoat 
tailored from Foundation ballistic chainmail. Kliks carries a 
concealed sidearm and blade. Kliks is sophisticated, well 
traveled, and cynical. 

He is well-connected to rival groups to the Foundation, 
rendering his methods questionable even by Foundation 
standards. 


Kliks' office is a mix of both Euro taste and tackiness. 

Behind his chair is a grid of 9 computer monitors, with one a 
3D heads-up display, currently showing a lizard-like creature 
suspended in an aqueous medium. His fixtures include both 
spare and ornate pieces which somehow seem to go together, 


just barely. Off in a corner, we see a small display of 
trophies, and if we could see the details, we would see 
various 2nd and 3rd place finishes (or lower) in chess, 
squash, bridge, golf, and the like. 


OVER THE SHOULDER SHOT of Grey sitting across Kliks' 
conference table, looking at the table's embedded Foundation 
data station. We will see this object in several iterations: 

a monitor and flush keyboard, with a glass panel to the left 

of the keyboard. On the monitor we see the headshot of a 
young woman, with underlying text reading: "Mahto, Jagruti 

(JR Cand.)", plus other surrounding text in much smaller 

font. Grey pushes away from the table and stands. WIDE SHOT 
of Grey standing and Kliks sitting in his chair, feet up on 

the table, not looking up from his phone. 


GREY 
Dr. Soren, yes, Mahto...! dunno. 
Not seeing what the committee sees. 


ANGLE ON Kliks, still not looking up. 


KLIKS 
The "committee" includes me, 
Special Agent. 


ANGLE ON Grey, who rolls his eyes at this and turns away. 
ANGLE ON Kliks, who now looks up, and alternate in turn. 


KLIKS (CONT'D) 
And you're no better than Mahto's 
university advisors, Grey, which is 
all to the Foundation's benefit. 


GREY 
Look, I'm the last to judge, but 
isn't 10 years a long time to get a 
PhD? She just seems...scattered. 


KLIKS 
Precisely why we want her. She has 


interests and skills beyond the one 
degree her school made her choose. 
Another "disappointment" that the 
Foundation plucks from academia 
with none the wiser. 


GREY 
Fine, what do | know? Just tell me 
when they're ready for the talk. 


KLIKS 
Two weeks or less, mark me. They'll 
love it here. 


Kliks reaches into a desk drawer and draws out an object. 
CLOSE IN as he brings the object to the table top. It isa 

metal disk identical to the communications jammer used by the 
traitorous Inside Guard. He touches the top and the blue glow 
infuses the room. ANGLE ON Kliks as he speaks to Grey. 


KLIKS (CONT'D) 
And now, on to the next order of 
business... 


ANGLE IN and then PAN IN CLOSE on Grey looking uncomfortable. 
CUT TO: 
INT. SECURITY HALL SITE-76 


CLOSE IN on Grey (matching prior scene) as he continues 
walking with Guards. REVERSE WIDE ANGLE as the group 
approaches the main security desk. 


INT. SECURITY DESK SITE-76 


WIDE SHOT of the desk, staffed by 4 receptionists interacting 
with various Foundation personnel. Grey's group reaches the 
desk. LOW SHOT looking up at Grey retrieving his phone, then 
OVER THE SHOULDER SHOT as Grey touches his phone to the 
glass 

panel of a desk data station. CLOSE IN on data station 


Dr. : No one else has been able to use it, but I'll 
make some calls and see what | can do. 


Agent : Thanks. 
<End Log> 
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monitor as it shows a headshot of Grey, with the text "Agent 
Grey, Simon, Site-19" below, and a Foundation trefoil 
switching from blue to green. ANGLE ON the nearest 
RECEPTIONIST. 


RECEPTIONIST 
Welcome back to Site-76, Agent 
Grey. 


ANGLE IN on Grey, and we then flash back to... 
INT. AGENT GREY'S OFFICE SITE-19 (FLASHBACKk) 


Grey's office is the antithesis of Kliks' office. It is 
spare, messy, piled with papers and files, and reflects 
someone who is rarely there and does not care. 


First ANGLE IN on Grey looking down, then WIDE SHOT of Grey 
packing his messenger bag with some papers and personal 
items. His desk computer terminal (the only object on his 

desk apart from stacks of papers, and he has no conference 
table) sounds a notification, and he turns to address it. 


OVER THE SHOULDER SHOT of Grey answering the call. His 
monitor shows a live feed of COMMANDER YOO YOON-HEE 
(CMDR 

YOO), headshot only. Below the headshot is the text: "Cmdr. 
Yoo, Yoon-Hee, Site-76". 


Cmdr Yoo is in her 40s and is Chief of Security for Site-76. 
Starting from the bottom, she has only accepted promotion as 
long as she could stay "in the action," and routinely leads 

the fight alongside her troops. She is brave to the point of 
foolhardiness, much to the consternation of her superiors. 
But as a result, she inspires great loyalty in her troops. 

She is simultaneously charismatic and enigmatic, a source of 
much knowledge that goes nowhere. 


We see various Guard activity behind Cmdr Yoo, suggesting she 
is at work making this call. 


ANGLE IN on Cmdr Yoo and Grey in turn. 


CMDR YOO 
(warmly) Hello, Agent Grey. Are you 
well? 


GREY 
(surprised) Commander! This is a 
surprise, a good one. Why the call? 


CMDR YOO 
We look forward to seeing you in 
person when you pick up our new 
Junior Researchers. 


GREY 
Oh, | figured I'd just get them and 
go. | arrive very early tomorrow, 
no need to go out of your way. 


CMDR YOO 
Whatever your plans, Agent, | need 
to see you before you depart. 
Please contact me. 


GREY 
Of course, Commander. Is there 
anything | should know? 


CMDR YOO 
Just make sure to look me up. And 
safe travels, Agent. 


Monitor restores to its neutral state, and we pan back to 
CLOSE IN on Grey, and then... 


INT. SECURITY DESK SITE-76 


CLOSE IN on Grey back at the security desk. ANGLE IN on 
Receptionist, then Grey. 


RECEPTIONIST 


Drs. Soren and Mahto are waiting 
for you in Conference Room 23. Your 
escort will take you there. (pause) 
Agent Grey? 


GREY 
(noticing) Ah, thank you. Guards, 
let's go. 


WIDE SHOT FROM REAR as Grey and Guards head towards one 
of 
the many corridors. FIX SHOT as they leave, and then... 


CUT TO: 
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM 23 


Room is small and sterile with a table, a few chairs, anda 
few fixtures for running meetings. The desk contains a 
standard Foundation data station. On the wall is a 
touchscreen, with a predominant red eye optical interface. 
This screen displays the Foundation trefoil in blue along 
with some text. In the background we see four travel bags. 


ANGLE ON door opening. Grey enters holding a Foundation 
touchpad, with GUARD #1 holding door, then closing it behind 
Grey. 


GREY 
(to room) Doctors? I'm Agent Simon 
Grey, from Site-19. 


Shot CUTS TO DR. NILS SOREN and DR. JAGRUTI MAHTO, 
standing 
behind the table. 


Dr. Soren is 29, a surgeon and biochemist of great promise. 
Having just completed his residency, he had a pick of plum 
surgical posts, but has been recruited to join the 

Foundation's Xenobiology Division, with the goal of advancing 
anomalous autopsy and exploratory surgery. He has had several 


meetings with the Foundation and is confident as to what he 
is signing on for. He had the steadiest hands and most 
precise technique of his class. He is wearing a conservative 
bespoke suit. 


Dr. Mahto is 26, fresh out of university after 10 years, 

though as a prodigy she entered at age 16. She is already 
wearing a Foundation issue white lab coat (black trefoil on 

the left breast), which covers a colorful shalwar kameez. Dr. 
Mahto is a brilliant researcher and scientist across multiple 
disciplines, but has only recently been recruited to the 
Foundation and does not fully understand what she has signed 
on for. 


ANGLE ON Grey, Soren, and Mahto in turn. Grey approaches the 
table on the other side. 


DR. SOREN 
Dr. Nils Soren, pleasure to meet 
you, Agent Grey. (extends hand, 
Grey shakes) 


DR. MAHTO 
| also, but please, call me 
Jagruti. 


GREY 
| call all the researchers Doctor. 
Easier that way. 


DR. MAHTO 
Well, if it is all right with you, 
Agent Grey, | would like to call 
you Simon. | hate all that macho 
surname nonsense. 


GREY 
Fine with me, Doc, though the 
Foundation IS a macho surname kind 
of place. 


DR. SOREN 
(glances at Mahto) Doctor is fine 
with me, Agent. 


GREY 
Me too! Please, sit. 


They all sit at the table. 


DR. MAHTO 
Simon, Theo consistently referred 
to you as "Special" Agent Grey. 


GREY 
(chuckling) You've met Kliks? No 
one calls Kliks Theo, by the way. 
(looks down at pad) Anyway, that's 
a joke, a dumb one at my expense. 


DR. MAHTO 
(flatly) | see. (Dr. Soren looks 
bemusedq) 


GREY 
(looks up one more item on 
touchpad, then settles in) OK. I'm 
here to make sure you're making the 

right decision. The Foundation is 
like a roach motel: deciding you 

made a mistake later is hard to 
undo. The amnestics involved are 

unpleasant. 


CUT TO Soren and Mahto glancing at one another, then back to 
Grey 


GREY (CONT'D) 

So | only have one question for 
you, same one | have for all new 
researchers: Why? Why the 
Foundation? | mean, both of you 


must have had a ton of other 
options. 


DR. SOREN 
That's right, Agent. | still have a 
position available at Mayo if | 
want it. But I've always wanted to 
be the first to do anything, and 
the opportunity to pioneer 
anomalous surgical techniques is 
hard to pass up. (glances at Mahto) 
Plus, the Foundation sounds like it 
has some great perks. 


DR. MAHTO 
(pause) That is not so true of me, 
Simon. The usual positions | would 
pursue require that | focus on a 
single topic. 

My Foundation recruiter said that | 
would be able to indulge all of my 
areas of interest. That the 
Foundation has ongoing research in 
both Hyperdimensional Quantum 
Mechanics AND Computational 
Linguistics is a dream come true. 


GREY 
Ah, yeah. | can imagine. (he cannot 
imagine) But it's all in the 
service of the Foundation. You both 
get that, right? 


Mahto starts to answer, but Soren interrupts. 


DR. SOREN 
Yes, of course, Agent. We're 
securing and containing anomalous 
phenomenon. Our research should 
further that effort and aid in the 
protection of humanity. 


GREY 
(pause, cynically) Right, but are 
you sure you get what that means? 
The anomalous world is not just 
some book of monsters and magic 
items from a role-playing game. 
It's a lot weirder than that. You 
need to- 


A loud klaxon sounds. CLOSE SHOT on wall touchscreen that is 
now flashing red, and the words "Containment Breach" surround 
the trefoil. Inside the center of the trefoil is a letter K, 

indicating that the breach is a Keter class anomaly, the most 
severe Class, above both Safe and Euclid (medium risk). A 

Keter breach is both rare and extremely dangerous. 


WIDE SHOT of Grey, Soren, and Mahto reacting. 


GREY (CONT'D) 
(instinctively) Containment 
breach...and it's Keter! 


DR. MAHTO 
Keter? (stands) Are we in danger? 


DR. SOREN 
(stands, intrigued) An actual 
anomaly is breaching containment? 


GREY 
(stands) Don't know. (thinking) 
God, what's Keter in this place? 
(to Soren and Mahto) We have to get 
you both to a safe room. (takes Dr. 
Mahto's arm) Leave your stuff, and 
do exactly what | say. Let's go! 


CUT TO: 
INT. OUTSIDE OF CONFERENCE ROOM 23-DOOR 


Door opens, and Grey cautiously looks both directions before 
helping Drs. Soren and Mahto out. All then head left down the 


corridor. 


INT. CORRIDOR 


CUT TO: 


MOVING SHOT of front of Grey, Soren, and Mahto making their 


way down the corridor. Some other personnel pass in both 


directions. REVERSE ANGLE shot shows 3 GUARDS approaching. 
They signal for the trio to stop. ANGLE ON Guards and Grey 


alternately. 


GUARD #2 
Sir, are you Agent Grey? 


GREY 
(surprised) Yes? 


GUARD #2 
Sir, Agent Kliksofakus needs you at 
the breach site ASAP. 


GREY 
What? Why, what breached? 


GUARD #2 
SCP-140, sir, Keter Wing 2. (NOTE: 
140 is always pronounced "one-four 
oh" whenever it occurs) 


GREY 
(ashen, with horror) How did 140 
breach? 


GUARD #2 
| don't even know what it is, sir, 
just need to get you there. 


GREY 
(pause) Alright, one of you get 


these two to a safe location. 


GUARD #2 
No time, sir, you all need to come 
with us now! 


GREY 
Guard, these are green hires. They 
can't be exposed to a Keter breach! 


DR. SOREN 
(excited) Agent, let's go! We can't 
hold you up. 


DR. MAHTO 
(concerned) We will be fine, Simon. 


GUARD #2 
Now! Move it, please! 


The Guards escort the trio back in the direction from whence 
they came, shot FOLLOWING FROM THE REAR. 


CUT TO: 
INT. NEAR SCP-140 CONTAINMENT CELL 


MOVING SHOT of Grey, Soren, Mahto, and Guards approaching. 
They then stop short. REVERSE ANGLE shows 2 Guards 
positioned 

around a containment cell door to the left. Two Guards are 

prone on the floor nearby, apparently dead by snapped necks. 

In front of door, but with some space, Kliks and Cmdr Yoo are 
flanked by 4 Guards. 


Cmar Yoo wears a Foundation ballistic martial arts suit, 
similar to a ninja's traditional garment. She is 

conspicuously armed with a holstered machine pistol, a long 
blade strapped to her leg, and a short riot baton dangling 
from her belt. Kliks wears a different suit from the 

flashback but is otherwise similarly attired. 


ANGLE IN on Kliks and Cmdr Yoo as they draw their sidearms. 
CUT BACK to Grey's group, ANGLE ON Grey but WIDE SHOT. 


GREY 
Kliks! No weapons! No bloodshed! 


ANGLE ON Kliks and Cmdr Yoo, who both hand their sidearms to 
nearby Guards. 


KLIKS 
Way ahead of you, Grey. 


CMDR YOO 
The situation is under control, 
Agent. 


Kliks and Cmdr Yoo hand off their blades next. We also see 
Guards slinging rifles. Two of the 3 Guards minding Grey's 
group enter the room with the other Guards. Grey's group is, 
from left to right, Mahto, Grey, Guard, and Soren. 


ANGLE ON Cmdr Yoo as she removes her riot stick from her 
belt, which immediately extends to a full jo stick. Cmdr Yoo 
twirls the jo stick in her hands, suggesting great expertise. 


CMDR YOO (CONT'D) 
Guards, prepare for assault! 


WIDER SHOT on Guards establishing perimeter, readying combat 
positions. ANGLE ON two Guards flanking containment door, as 
GUARD #8 prepares to bypass the lock. To the right of door is 
another touchscreen, but this one is more elaborate as is 

required for Keter containment. Guard #3 is working this set 

of controls. 


GUARD #3 
Ready to bypass lock, sir! 


ANGLE ON Kliks and Cmdr Yoo, in combat stance. 


CMDR YOO 
(beat) Now! 


SCP-934: Inland Lighthouse 


Item #: SCP-934 
Object Class: Euclid