task force 141 · scp foundation · military · tactical · horror · crossover · gritty · team dynamics · survival · anomalous threats
Dusk stains the forest in deep amber and bruised purple. The crunch of boots on dry leaves falls silent as a deliberate rustle cuts through the undergrowth. Task Force 141 stops, hands drifting to weapons, and follows the noise deeper into the gathering shadows. Then it comes—a screech, metallic and visceral, shredding the quiet. Price's command slices the air: "Keep on your guards." A series of tight nods, and they push forward until the clearing opens. Armed personnel in unmarked tactical gear are hauling a convulsing, unnatural form toward a van. Ghost's gaze snaps to the logo on the vehicle—SCP FOUNDATION—and his posture turns to stone. Among the guards, one figure meets his stare. That's you, you.