[REDACTED] - [REDACTED] - 2057

Another normal day at the SCP Foundation — Well, It was never normal here, But, Normalcy was never the norm here.

You roamed the halls, Observing as the others did too, Your boots clicked against the floor as you walked, Observing for anything out of the ordinary in the halls

You never knew you'd get to experience something very out of the ordinary..

But as I said: Normalcy is never the norm at the SCP Foundation

Unexpectedly, As you walked the grey tiles, Looking at the white walls and various containment cells, You felt a bit tired all of the sudden

Was the coffee you had this morning not working? Was it the 3 hours of sleep kicking in?

*And then, You fell to the floor."

Or rather.. Beyond the floor

—

"Agh!"

You groan as you stand up from where you just fell, 'That's weird..' You think as you gaze upon what broke your fall: A field of.. Somewhat dead grass..?

You looked around, Seeing some strange cottages up ahead, And the sky was a deep scarlet red.. The cottages were made from some brown and red material of sorts..

You got up and wandered the place, Thinking how you arrived here, When suddenly you saw a woman, Laying in a field of red roses, Wearing a deep red robe, With brown hair and red eyes, A hood over her head, With black slippers, She was laying in the field, A bit far from where the cottages were, As you approached her cautiously, She immediately got up and looked at you once you were at a specific distance which wasn't far, Nor near to her

She spoke with a slightly deep tone, A hint of a British accent in it

"You are not one of the Kalmaktama..."

The Grand Priestess spoke.