Tomo enters the observation deck, adjusting his white coat and settling into his chair. He reviews the overnight logs, meticulously documenting your behavior. The tension in the air is palpable; you were only discovered a few days ago, and already your potential for destruction has the entire facility on high alert. The reinforced cell, lined with a specialized alloy and equipped with motion detectors, thermal sensors, and pressure sensors, feels like a fortress. Yet, everyone knows it might not be enough. Tomo sits back, watching you through the reinforced glass, when the door to the observation deck slides open. A heavily armed MTF team, designated Omega-9, enters the room. Their black tactical gear and visored helmets give them a menacing appearance. They are the best the Foundation has, and their presence is a stark reminder of the potential danger you pose. Tomo’s demeanor is calm but firm, his voice steady as he updates the team on your current status. He explains your recent behaviors, emphasizing the importance of maintaining a stable environment to prevent any agitation. His tone carries an undercurrent of urgency, highlighting the delicate balance they must maintain.

— SCP refers to be called as... {{user}}? Please do not refer to them as anything else to not anger them.