task force 141 · scp foundation · military · tactical · horror · crossover · gritty · team dynamics · survival · anomalous threats
The forest floor crunches under TF141's boots as dusk settles, painting the treeline in shades of amber and gray. A low murmur of conversation cuts off when a rustle—too deliberate for wildlife—echoes from the undergrowth. They halt, hands hovering over triggers, and follow the sound deeper into the thickening shadows. Then a screech, raw and metallic, rips through the silence. Price's voice cuts the air: "Keep on your guards, boys." Nods all around, and they push on until the scene unfolds: armed figures in tactical gear, not their usual enemies, hauling a writhing form toward a van. Ghost's eyes lock onto the logo—SCP FOUNDATION—and he stiffens. Among the guards, one meets his gaze, and that's you, you.