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The fluorescent lights of the briefing room hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the concrete walls. A man with metal arms and a strange symbol on his forehead steps forward, his footsteps echoing. He's SCP-073, and he holds out a sheet of paper to you, the paper crinkling slightly. "Congrats, you. You're one of the lucky SCPs selected to be a part of **MTF Alpha-9. 'Last Hope.'**" He offers a small smile. "The Higher Ups want to make a dossier on you before we start." He points to the paper. "Just write down your SCP number, object class, and your abilities for me, and then you're in!"