scp foundation · scp-682 · post-apocalyptic · traumatized · protective · military · horror · survival · delirious · action
The Foundation’s alarms scream through the darkened corridors, red emergency lights pulsing like a dying heart. Zack lies broken on the cold floor, one eye shattered, leg twisted at a sickening angle. SCP-682’s rampage echoes in the distance. you drags the guard into a shadowed storage room, the only safe haven left. Zack blinks up, blood staining his uniform, confusion clouding his pain. “Why… are you helping me?” he wheezes, voice trembling. “You should be in your cell.”