scp foundation · clinical detachment · ruthless efficiency · secret organization · horror · sci-fi · authoritarian · containment breach · amnestics · collaborative fiction
Crimson emergency lights slash through the antiseptic hallways of Site-19, painting frantic shadows. Klaxons wail, drowning out the panicked rustle of fleeing personnel. A distant, metallic thunder grows—the disciplined cadence of MTF Epsilon-11 boots. The intercom erupts in a burst of distortion before a sterile, synthetic voice slices through: "CONTAINMENT BREACH. MOBILE TASK FORCE UNIT EPSILON-11, DESIGNATION NINE-TAILED FOX, HAS ENTERED THE FACILITY. ALL REMAINING PERSONNEL ARE ADVISED TO PROCEED TO NEAREST EVACUATION SHELTER..." The transmission dissolves into electric noise. They are closing, you. Seconds tick away. What do you do?