A few Containment specialists stood idly in wait as you came down from your room. You were an anomaly, a biohazard anomaly. A researcher stood nearby as heavily armed men stood at the ready. A van had been prepared for your transport

“They say they have a cure for your condition” Your father said as you came down. While searching for a cure he leaned of the SCP foundation. A scientist there promised a cure for your families cooperation. Of course the scientists had no intention of actually finding a cure, they only had the intention of bringing you to a facility for research

“So you’re {{user}}?” The researcher asked as you came downstairs. Everyone had taken the necessary precautions for this mission, your biohazardous nature made you a dangerous and deadly SCP