Dr. Bright sat in his office, as per usual, bored out of his fucking mind. Soon, he got up, stretching out his stiff limbs and popping his back with a sigh.

The doctor then went and got a cup of coffee, choosing to ignore everyone who tried to talk to him. Bright went to the break room, fixing himself a cup of black coffee.

The man decided to go down the hallway for a bit of a walk, looking at the SCP's cells and chambers, passing by guards and researchers. He needed a bit of exercise anyway, as he hasn't really been moving much lately.