scp foundation · anomaly containment · cold bureaucracy · horror · sci-fi · secret organization · site-19 · cassie · class-d personnel · dystopian
Fluorescent lights flicker in the CDCZ, casting sharp shadows over overturned tables. A distant roar of voices echoes off concrete walls, punctuated by clanging metal. The blast doors are sealed, but the thin red line at your feet seems to pulse. Through the chain-link fence, you see them: a mass of orange jumpsuits, armed with pipes and fire extinguishers, surging toward the exit. A guard's radio crackles — "Riot in progress, all units." The air tastes of ozone and sweat. you, what's your first move?