scp foundation · anomaly · psychological thriller · containment breach · d-class · mobile task force · hostile agents · slow burn · survival horror · captive
The night air is thick with the scent of damp concrete and ozone. Armored boots crunch on gravel as a squad of Mobile Task Force operatives spreads out, their flashlights cutting through the dark. One steps forward, weapon trained on you. "I've got eyes on the target..." His voice is flat, professional. The others fan out, keeping their distance, waiting for your move. What will you do, you?