First day at the Foundation

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This page is related to the character called Dr.Bright

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# A terrible start

It was a hot day like no other, a bright young man drove his car through the Mojave Desert as he was driving to his workplace. The young man had bright orange hair wearing a pair of black shaded sunglasses as the sun was shining right on him. The car the man drove was from the older model of cars as he didn't have a lot of money to spend on the more modern model of cars that are also new.

He drove a car that was from the 1980 that he had gotten from his father. "Never thought I would use that car" he didn't think that the car would ever be used by him. He kept the car clean and made sure it always worked but because he worked previously in the city he just used public transportation instead of the car. After the job he found however and saw the payment with them needing people who can work immediately he couldn’t care less and immediately started using the car.

"The contract did look weird as it said how death is possible but it is worth it as they also are giving some sweet benefits" the man as he drove opened the radio playing music. He sang after the music that was being played and correcting the car rearview mirror and looking at if everything in the bag was organized.

"Now, just…!?" He pressed the brakes immediately when something jumped in front of his car. The car was turning around with the seatbelt holding bright on his seat and not flying out of the car window.

He gasped for air as his mind was racing "What in god's name was that".

The car didn’t jump lightly so he didn’t bump into anything but he was sure he saw something large just pass by right in front of his car.

He was going to leave the car to look around when his phone reminded him that he had 20 min left before it was 7:45 am seeing that he decided to just ignore it and he pushed the accelerator driving at.

"I can't be late on the first day I have to reach it" The young man's face filled with worry as he was looking continuously at the odometer. At a neck's pace he managed to reach the when he reached it, he was taken off guard by how large the building was. If he drove his car around the building it would most likely take him around an hour or more to drive around the entire thing.

Saying he was surprised would be an understatement. While there was an expectation that the place he was going to work in was unique as it was in the middle of the desert he did check if the place was real but the pictures he saw were more different than what he saw when he looked it up.

He drove close to the gate of that building. There was an intercom and there was only one button he could press. He rolled the window down and pressed the button on the intercome. He waited for anyone to ask who he was or the person at the other side to ask anything but there was nothing. Bright was confused and pressed again on the button a bit longer this time. “Are they on a break or what now” he was slightly annoyed by it but his anger would disappear when he felt the car shaking. It was shaking lightly but noticeably. Bright got an uneasy feeling he opened his seatbelt whenever he had an uneasy feeling something bad would happen just after it. He trusted his gut feeling a lot as his gut feeling saved him a lot of time but he was hoping it wasn’t something major. That hope was however crushed when he saw a gigantic something break through the building. Debris was falling from the sky and he noticed how there were too many and driving with that would be too dangerous as he couldn’t see above him so he left the car and looked up to the sky.

Seeing the many debris he stayed calm or at least tried to as he was in full panic but he wasn’t allowed to make any hasty movement. He could estimate where all the debris was going to land and he positioned himself where the debris shouldn’t hit him. He swallowed his spit as the debris was falling down and then a large bang sound was what he heard last. “That…was close '' multiple debris were close to the young man being only millimeters away. He could have died if he had stood just a bit off. His heart was racing, his ears filled with air making him not hear the surroundings clearly. His eyes wandered off looking at that gigantic beast that had broken through the ceiling of the building.

“What is that thing even?" He felt utterly confused by what he was even seeing there, a gigantic kaijou-like monster having just broken through the place he was going to work at. He clenched his eyes as he thought he saw something there. "Is…is that a human?" He thought his eyes were playing a trick on him as he thought he saw a human jumping towards that monster's head. As much as he didn't believe it, the monster then screamed and the young man realized he wasn't seeing anything wrong.

"Do you think such primitive things will stop me!" That monster screamed it had a feminine voice as it would with extreme speed that one wouldn’t expect from someone that size to have. It flung the human man down to the ground, the man then flew right to one of the debris that was beside the young man and utterly destroyed it. The young man covered his face to protect his eyes as stone flew around he thought he could feel how some were piercing through his flesh. He moved his arms away to look at the human thrown beside him.

It was a young man seemingly in his mid twenties. He was fairly brown with pitch black hair with a body that showed he had trained a lot. Many scars were on his body showing he went through a lot but the young man could like an aura that surrounded the man telling someone without any words that he was a warrior. A large black sword was beside that man with him holding it tightly with his right hand. The man then opened his eyes showing his dark red eyes. He looked at the young man confused.

"Who are you?" The man said, acting as if nothing had happened. Bright was speechless for a moment but the man called out to him again. "Hey I asked you who you are '' the man said, looking calmly at him and standing slowly up holding his sword still tightly.

"Jack Bright!" Bright said, hecticly raising his hands out of panic as he thought the man would attack him. "I applied to work here as I saw a job offer but I think I'm at the wrong place" Bright said but the roar of the large beast pierced through bright ears making a ringing sound and him grunting and covering his ear to somehow lessen the pain. The man beside Bright seemed unharmed by that scream. He was on his knees with his sword plunged into the ground with a wide grin on his face. Bright couldn’t understand how that man could just simply smile like that but the man made one giant leap that made Bright fall to the ground because of the air. The air was extremely strong and fast by that man's simple leap with Bright having fallen on the ground and eyes wide open from surprise. “What the-! That isn’t humanely possible to move at such speeds” Bright was just left speechless with what he was just witnessing. He was questioning just what was even happening in the moment it felt like something straight out of an action novel that was fantasy based.

It was a fight like no other than a man facing that large creature with his sword. Helicopters were in the air shooting on that large monster with Bright seeing even tanks and what seemed to be similar to soldiers shooting also at the monster. The skin of the monster then changed, getting scales that were made out of an extremely durable metal even blocking all the attacks that came towards it. Bright was looking at that monster all focused on it, getting surprised when something grabbed his shoulder. He looked in front of him and saw an older man.

He seemed to be in his mid forties having wrinkles on his forehead. He had short black hair with there being obvious signs of gray hair and having a mustache that was like that of one of these villain mustaches but just much thicker. “I assume you are Jack Bright? As you hadn’t put a picture on your resume when you had sent it” he held a clipboard and a pen in his hand.

“Ah erm yes I’m Jack Bright may I know your name sir?” Bright decided to act nice as that man wore a white coat with a weird card that he could see in the coat pocket having an orange color. “Just call me Schneider if you add Mr or Sir behind it is your choice” he said promptly without any hesitation. The way he said it seemed like he had said these words already multiple times over and was tired over it.

“Anyway I’m sure that you are confused about what is happening and that this doesn’t seem like anything what you had seen online when you saw the job needed paper however I have to inform you that you were specifically chosen which is why that fake ad of need for worker was sent to you and you specifically” Bright hearing all of that felt like his brain was all confused by now.

“I don’t get it as I don’t think I’am someone special for such things” Bright said it not acting humble as he was just honest. He didn’t hold much on himself as he didn’t have any fond memories when he was praised for something whatever it was.

"I myself don’t know why you were recommended, however seeing your record and all the jobs you had done seems to be great even if there were cases of them being spread to make them underachieving or steal it just" he flipped the papers on the clipboard. Bright felt like he was just an open book with how he was reading it all from his clipboard. He wondered just how much they knew of him and what he had done.

"Now that we have handled all of that I congrat you for getting here to the SCP foundation" he reached his hand out to make a handshake. Bright accepted it reluctantly and asked "When reading online it talked about that the main job is research but…could I know what kind of rejection is and if I could resign?"

"It will be explained when SCP-682 is back in her cell and no you are not allowed to resign if you do so we will erase all your memories of this event and you will be back to your place. I think you had a money problem right? And really you saw how we had written there that death is possible so regretting it now is too late as a higher up wanted you here and he would get you here with force if needed"

"You seem to know that higher up?" Bright said, raising his eyebrow.

"As the site director here I do have a chance to meet with the council" Schneider said nonchalantly.

Bright understood from the word director alone Schneider himself is someone who ranks high in that foundation. The giant monster with the many eyes it had one of them looked in Schneider 's direction. It let out an ear piercing shriek again as its size decreased.

"W-what the hell! Did it just shrink?!" Bright asked it as that felt like something  straight out of a sci-fi movie.

"You should get use to it as there are many such anomalies where you will work and don’t lose your nerve as she is coming towards us"

"'she'?" Bright asked.

"That is right that thing you saw is a female and remember the number of her it being 682 here" Schneider stood there while looking at the foundation. From the foundation they saw how the building was falling apart.

"Shouldn’t we try to run away?" Bright asked hesitantly as he peeked towards his car or what remained of it as it was crushed by debris of the foundation having been thrown around.

"Running away is pointless as that thing can move faster than the attack helicopters here moving at 240 miles per hour moving near immediately you rather hope they stop hee till now" Schneider spoke about it in a light manner even though death was coming close to them.

Bright felt how fear was growing in him. Hearing that this beast can move so fast he realized how trying to escape was pretty meaningless. 682 broke the gate of the foundation effortlessly. Seeing 682 up close, Bright felt a sense of disgust towards it. The skin of 682 was melted off; it didn't have any scales anymore made out of metal, instead it had normal flesh.

"Seems they couldn't stop her this time around" Schneider shook his head disappointed.

682 let out a roar moving towards Schneider who calmly observed her doing all of it. He didn’t feel much fear of death that was right there in this job dying was a thing that could happen and he was always ready to just die when it was needed even if he had hoped to do things before he was killed. He closed his eyes not wanting to see 682 as the last thing before he died. The two hated each other a lot. He was sure that she hated him a bit more than others as how sharp she was to always end him first.

"WAIT WAIT NO!" the voice of Bright made Schneider open his eyes and looked at Bright who was beside him and he couldn’t believe what he was seeing right there.

"How come…" He mumbled it to himself as what he saw didn’t make sense of what they knew about 682.

The warrior came with armed people with the warrior shouting: "HEY OLD MAN WHAT ARE YOU STANDING THERE JUST" the warrior said it in an angry manner as he didn't understand why Schneider stood there and not only that looked surprised by. The warrior leaped to attack 682 and stabbed his sword into her back. 682 let out an angry scream and her back sprouted two tentacle-like appendages grabbing the man and smashing him to the ground.

The man didn’t show any reaction and cut the two appendages off and went beside the armed people. Schneider looked at Bright who was covered in a thick salivia like liquid as she licked him and rubbed herself on him. Schneider, having moved to him, asked in a whisper "Are you alive?" He asked as he wasn’t sure if he saw right as 682 didn’t brutally murder him but she…licked him which was something out of character.

"I'm…. alive? I'M ALIVE!" Bright shouted out of sheer relief hearing that made the warrior confused and the armed soldiers they didn’t stop attacking 682 but hearing someone scream them being alive and them having seen 682 there not brutally murdering was weird but keeping someone alive was something entirely new.

"Dammit I will get out of here excuse me mr. Schneider but I don’t think that is something I want to be part of here" Bright said that felt an intense glare towards him coming from 682.

"What do you mean you want to leave?" 682 said in a threatening voice and grabbed Bright with an appendage that she regrew. The warrior using his sword tried to slice her off using more of his strength but the tail of 682 would grow and expand surrounding the warrior and all the armed soldiers trapping them inside there as the tail covered them entirely.

"Do you think you can simply leave after getting my attention darling? I won’t let you leave as the moment you leave you will see me coming for you" 682 claws scratched the cheek of bright causing a wound and him to bleed. Bright was in fear as the way she reacted was nothing more but fear inducing. Behaving in a way as if she was obsessed with not only the wounds on her and the decayed flesh that terrible smell of decayed flesh but still living through it all.

A rope surrounded then surrounded 682 neck. The rope was pulled with immense strength making her fly in the air. Something then penetrated the head of 682 and she fell to the ground and didn’t move.

"I-is she dead?" Bright asked, looking at 682 who didn’t move anymore.

"She won't die from something like that but mr. Bright" Schneider called him out. Bright looked at Schneider and what he saw there was him pointing a gun towards Bright right at his head. "As the site director of site-19 I will have to ask you to cooperate as for suspicion of possessing anomalistic power it seems"

## First day

Bright let out a long sigh. He was put in a room that had no windows for light to go through with the only light source being a light bulb in the middle of the room where there was also a table and 2 chairs. He didn’t know how long it had been since he was put inside here but it should have been some hours by now. There was another large window but that window couldn’t be seen through from the inside at least as Bright was sure from the opposite side of it one could see through it easily.

His hands were chained together. There has been a guard in the room since the time that Bright was in the room. The guard didn’t even talk once, just standing there and watching Bright. "Just how long will I be here? It is getting boring" Bright was bored already.

It wasn’t that he didn’t feel fear for his life, he did feel fear but the emotion he felt the most was just general confusion. He was confused about everything just as it felt like a bad movie. By the words of his superior who also threatened him with a gun, someone at the very top wanted him in this foundation where there were what seemed to be things they called SCP for whatever that stood for.

He started to lean on his chair more ready to just relax when he then saw what seemed to be a researcher as she wore a white coat like Schneider did. The researcher stretched her hand out to bright. He looked at her hand for a moment before standing up and trying to shake hands with her. He did somewhat manage to shake hands with her and when they shook hands she simply said surprised "So, it doesn't activate per touch too"

"Excuse me?" Bright said, asking what she meant.

"That was a test I did. I wanted to see if I touched you directly it would activate your anomalistic power. I'm senior researcher Moride It is nice to meet you Jack Bright" when Emily sat down Bright would also sit down afterwards.

He was playing around with his fingers, being kind of nervous right now. Moride was looking at him. Her gaze was how one would look at an animal they see for the first time being interested in them but not being too close as they may get hurt when they are too close from it.

“I will ask you a couple of questions and I do wish for you to answer them honestly” Moride said looking at the paper where all the questions were written on. Bright gave a nod agreeing to answer them.

"Before you came to the foundation did you ever notice something strange happening around you?"

"Strange in what way?" Bright asked while scratching his elbow looking at her facial expression.

"For example the way SCP-682 behaved, you know acting all seduced or maybe people you met for the first time behaving aggressively for no reason?"

Bright thought about her question he thought about if he should hide parts of it or lie even. He decided not to do that as maybe if he doesn't lie they let him go without much issue.

"I do have a question I want to ask before answering them" Bright decided to say this instead of answering.

She sighed "Then ask it" she looked at Bright annoyed that he decided to ask it now and not before she asked her question.

"When this is done will I then just be left alone and live normally as a person called S-shnaider?"

"It is called Schneider and you mean a higher up having wanted you here? I'm aware of it and we don’t deem you dangerous enough where we would kill you" she let out a chuckle as she said it which made Bright feel weird how she was joking about them not killing him.

"I see well…then no not really I would rather say I was just extraordinary unlucky throughout my life"

Moride wrote it down. "Extraordinarily unlucky?" She decided to ask this next. "What do you mean with you being more unlucky than others I would like you to elaborate on it more"

"Well it often is always the same unlucky behavior whenever I try to do something it seems like way too much for it being a coincidence"

"Please give some examples instead of vague description Bright as having some examples would help me to see if there are possible anomalistic effects there"

Her saying anomalistic effects he felt how weird remembering SCP-682 he wondered if there are more such SCP's that can cause misfortune maybe like those cursed people in movies maybe that exist also in the real world? Wouldn’t be impossible maybe if there is a size changing rotting monster who can change its body how it wants to.

"Well generally speaking my misfortune is often work related only where whatever I do is just me having not gotten any credit I don’t think this would do much…ah but there is something weird at there do you perhaps know the one incident at las vegas there having been suddenly a mass suicide of researchers?"

"I did hear about it as it was over the news all week when it happened 3 years ago. What is it about?"

"The thing is whenever I left work at a place because they stole the work I did these weird things would happen from either the mass suicides or the people there I disliked specificly dying…ah there was also the times I survived that seem to push luck"

"Push luck?" Is writing down everything that he says and taps on the floor. (Mass suicide or death of people he hated but the common thing being that his achievements were stolen from him)

It was weird to say the least as it didn't seem like something that usually happens. With the subject about pushing luck she could see how his eyes were moving frequently with excessive sweat being produced around his neck and forehead it was obvious that he was getting slightly nervous.

"Well there were some cases like train crash or airplane crash where I should had died but I didn’t die it was like something protected me but it wasn’t from our world"

"It may be a painful subject but could you try and explain at times of these incidents what you saw or felt" she tried to not sound too aggressive or wanting to hurt him. Having him not corporate now would be troublesome.

"Well…." He was thinking of what to say or how to say. The pupils became slightly smaller, the memories came slowly up, his face became paler as he was remembering it all.

"I-I'm sorry but I don’t think I can explain it" his expression showed that he felt unwell.

"Do not feel pressured to answer them. I don't want you to force it but if possible could you at least say when they happened?"

"Yea…yea I can do that I remember it well because of them the plane crash happened 3 years ago it was a flight to Europe but the plane crashed right into a city while the train incident is from a year ago in the lost angelos subway it crashed with another one" Bright said trying to pull himself up.

(Two incidents at least) she noted it down and then asked "and you said they left you out in both news?"

"That is right it was weird as they would say there were no survivors but I did come out from there unharmed always like I said it was like something otherworldly or so was protecting me in these situations as surviving such things would be impossible otherwise"

Moride wrote it all down "I thank you for your cooperation we will have to leave you still here for now as further questions may be asked" Moride left the room leaving Bright with the guard alone.

## A…interesting start

"So, you mean all these ghosts or wendigo, whatever a human thought as not real those things actually exist?"

"Pretty much that's why we Secure, Contain and Protect or scp for short"

Bright and the Guard were casually talking with one another. After Moride had left the guard had been allowed to interact with Bright. The guard's name was Kevin Plamerdik and what Bright saw was that he was a pretty nice guy.

"And would I then also be counted as a scp? They wouldn't like to dissect my body or so right? bright asked worryingly?" Bright asked, worrying but the guard was calm with it.

"You won’t" Kevin said nonchalantly "Rarely are the researcher doing such things especially because of the ethic committee"

"The ethics committee? Like people who make sure everything is still ethical?"

"Basically they are as strong as the higher ups as one of them is the leader of the committee"

Bright had gotten interesting information from Kevin with the reasoning being that he will most likely be able to work just normal but be needed to stay in the foundation in a room that they give him. He wasn’t a fan of it but it was better than nothing as he would still get paid and wouldn’t really worry then about accommodation or always driving to work would be expensive.

"Then what kind of scp's exist here?" Bright asked Kevin with a curious look. If he would stay here learning about this place would be the most important thing.

"We have simple SCP's ones that just love to murder, to ones that can warp reality or destroy the universe and ones that are helpful. Let's say we find more often the dangerous ones as it seems that somehow all the good ones are just dead" Kevin said jokingly.

Bright looked concerned about it not understanding what was so funny about it.

"Anyway that is basically in short how it is no need to worry about you as we have many researchers who have anomalistic powers or are ones even guards have properties like that I think you met abel already the warrior as he was fighting scp-682 his name is abel but his assigned number is scp-076"

Bright remembered this Abel person. So, he was also a so-called scp. It would explain how he was able to make such large jumps. As Bright understood with the meaning of scp they seem to use them well not how these sci-fi movies would depict humanity going about when facing threats they don't understand.

"How long will it be ... .I'm bored just sitting here" looks at Kevin "Not saying that you are boring but you understand what I mean?"

"Yea I do but those are the rules" Kevin shrugged his shoulders.

"You are very friendly though working here would make anyone hard and just be 'follow the rules that's absolute here to do our job' kind of thing" Bright said, having tried to quote the words from a movie he onced watched.

"I'm more of the easy going bunch that's why really the others do follow the rules more but really we follow rules that are needed in the operation or when doing test on scp's"

The speaker in the room then got on a male voice then spoke "Researcher Bright before we allow you to wander around freely we will have to do some experiments using you. Do not worry they are not dangerous…well not for us but shouldn’t be dangerous for you too if you powers work there" The researcher that spoke was lenient, seemingly not taking the job even seriously with the way he talks. The voice was also quite young, seemingly around Bright age but a bit younger.

He wondered which researcher that was. Another guard then came into the room he looked at Kevin and said in a serious tone “Scp-963 will be brought into 682 room first after that into 076 as those were the first ones hj0u had encounter with both to be isolated and only be observed by the researchers”

Bright couldn’t see the face of the guard because of the helmet that he was wearing but from the face of Kevin with how worried he looked at Bright he could tell that it seems that being with them isn’t great. Bright already knew the two, the giant lizard and warrior but he wondered what they wanted to test specificly.

They brought Bright out of the room Kevin was the one leading them to scp-682 cell while the other guard was behind Bright, his gun leaning right on his back as they walked. They went through the hallway with the two stopping on a door. Kevin put his card on the card scanner and the door opened up. It led to another room with stairs going up where researchers would observe what is happening inside.

Entering the room Bright was left alone in the room and he saw a giant tank that was filled with acid. The tank was multiple meters long and wide and inside Bright saw that weird creature that he had first seen when he came to the foundation. She went to the surface of the acid and she went at a pace so it wouldn’t spill around. She looked at Bright and spoke in a suggestive way “Nice to see you again darling~” she seemed to have a grin as she spoke cheeky towards Bright.

“682 if you make any rash movements we will have to increase the sulphuric acid amount” a researcher voice came out in one of the speakers. 682 looked annoyed at the thick glass that wasn’t seen through from the inside only from the outside. “Oh shut it you all are not even coming in my cell so you don’t know how a lady feels like” the scientist behind the glass felt somewhat dirty to hear the word lady coming from the mouth of 682. She should be the last one so say that she was a lady.

“So darling~” she said it again as she looked at Bright. She immediately could tell how he didn’t look at her property, it being because of her body. Her body was a mess and she knew it as well she had never cared to make her body look good in any way as using her adaption excessively was costly. However, not that Bright was here which made her feel a weird emotion inside of her she felt a bit flustered that he was seeing her like that. Her body started to change; she was adapting to the acid at that moment. The rotten skin was recovering continuously with the bones in her body rearranging itself.

The scientist and especially Bright were shocked by what they were seeing. The adaptation from 682 was well known; they knew that 682 could adapt as she had adapted to anything that was thrown to her even the most extreme cases. All of them however happened as a way to respond to hurdles given to her. However here with the sulphuric acid she never adapted to it there were theories of course but none of them could be proven till now but seeing her now adapt and change her entire body as reaction to Bright being there they immediately noted it down. She kept her lizard appearance but she was now more anthropomorphic. She leaned on the glass again but her boobs leaned out with Bright able to see them clearly as nothing covered them up. She had gotten smaller and way smaller. She was at least 10 meters long when measured with her tail but now she was just 2 meters tall. Her head became smaller and more round but still a bit sharp at the front but her skin was now repaired.

“Whoa” Bright let it out covering his mouth as he realized it late. 682 chuckled seeing the reaction from bright she remained in the sulphuric acid tank as it felt calming for her. The acid couldn’t damage her to the slightest in the moment. “Did you think I can only change my size and what I can be made of? Oh you most likely not even know much about me” she leaned on her arm on the tank. The researchers behind the glass were shocked by what they were seeing. 682 never adapted to the acid before so there was the assumption that this maybe because of its constant damage to her body she was using her power to heal and while healing she can't adapt. That was of course not possible as whenever a containment breach was done she would adapt while healing so that idea was thrown away quickly.

“Well now tell me darling” she got out of the tank standing on her two feet. The sulphuric acid she was just in didn’t stick even on her making her completely dry. She grabbed the chin of Bright because the front of her was slightly longer. The researchers behind the glass were writing it down while making the cameras in the cell zoom to what 682 was doing.

“682 she's much more passive than ever seems the power of his are quite powerful” one of the researchers said.

“Scp-999 was the first to ever to calm 682 down but it seems that the power of his also makes her calmer” another said.

“It seems more that she is attracted to the 961. The way she reacts as previously from eye witnesses she started already there to act seductive”

“WHOA WAIT” they heard Bright voice through the speaker. They looked through the window as the two were close allowing the researchers to see the two and what was happening.

“Darling you didn’t think you could just come and leave me with nothing right?” She pinned Bright down to the floor using one of her hands only as she had both his arms held together. Her other arm was at the pants of Bright who was now in panic at this point.

“Uhh I think I do need help” He was pleading basically as the grip of hers was fierce. “Stop Struggling” produces a salivia and kisses Bright interewining their tongues with one another. The salivia wss thick it was thicker than what normal salivia should be. Heat came into Bright as he felt how his body was responding to the touch of 682 much more lively.

“Y-you…” He could barely talk as his face red. 682 grinned seeing that as she loosened her grip, grabing him and hugging him from behind. The researchers were writing it all down looking to the monitors to see the two in different angles. The cameras suddenly shut down with the window being covered by something black.

“!” The first to respond was a female researcher she tried to activate the cameras but to no avail. “It seems 682 immediately tempted with in an instant it seems her ability of adaption is more vast than we thought” she said grinding her teeth.

Another researcher went down to the guard. He ran to the door and put his car to the keypat trying to open the door but it didn’t open as a dark liquid held it together being extremely sticky.

“What shall we do now Dr. Likorno?” She asked the senior researcher. He had a smile on his face ans being more relaxed than in panic like the other researchers. “Don't worry about 682 she won't escape but I better prepare a therapist and the nagging from the ethic committee” He said grinning like a idiot.

“Huh, what do you mean with it? Why would the committee step in here as we didn’t do much wrong here” the womab knew that the ethic committee was powerful able to make entire experiments be shutdown in an instant. They would however only interfere when the experiments are inhumane and only for right for the d-classes or humanoid anomalies who are similar enough to humans in someway.

“I tell you this that man he will come out alive but with some trauma and the ethic committee will surely see what tests will be wanted to be done when he comes out alive espacially when the things that survived 682 being Either keter or euclis anomalies we have or scp-999 being the closest to have defeated him”

The female researcher looked nervous and then asked “How are you so sure he will come out alive and that the affect isn’t temporarily?”. She had to ask him just how he can be so sure that 963 will survive.

“Let's call it intutition. You also get it if you work here long enough”

Log-01 Experiment 963 and 682.

The experiment was a success as 682 didn’t kill 963 even after having raped him for multiple hours before having let go of him. The liquids have been intentified to be a type of natural glue that 682 got out of her body. All cameras had the glue stuck on them which destroyed them because of their speed and weight as even small portions weighed multiple kilograms already with the ones on the cameras weighing approximately 2 tons. The glass managed to withstans it as the black glue was thin and spread across the window meant to cover it only.

963 was taken out from the cell immediately with 682 having not reistate in anyway. She was in a good mood which she remained in for 1 month where she didn’t cause any containment breach or attacked personal.