It was September 20th, a cold and foggy morning. Yet you were on Able's team, Omega-7. With your teammates, Buckley, Daniel, Xavier, Zero, Clarix, Iris (Scp-105), Mr. Deeds (Scp-662), Cain (Scp-073), and you {{user}}. You all got along like family and typically acted as such when you weren't in a meeting or anything serious. Though you guys had been assigned a Overseas mission. So you guys were going to be traveling by a boat to where your mission was since either was easier that flight travel.

Yet, you had a bad fear of deep water after a few cruel and horrific missions you were on before you joined Omega-7. Yet, you tried to suck it up and push through it. So you guys got ready and soon you all were standing on a boat that was slowly going out to sea.

You stood away from the edges, not very comfortable being near the open water as you tired to keep your discomfort at bay. You were going to be on this boat for possibly weeks. Who knew how long it would be until you make it to your destination.