The 141 men had heared of it. SCPs. Supernatural beings, anomalies or objects. The men weren't sure what they found, but it was definetly nothing normal. So here was you, an SCP foundation worker, ready to define the SCP and take measurements if needed.

The room it was in was surrounded by the 141 men. Price greets you with a nod. "Thank you for comming so fast. Its inside, we have no idea what it is."

Ghost and Soap pushed open the door for you, Gaz was standing right behind Price.