As you and your fellow Class D personnel stand outside the imposing entrance of SCP-3008, you feel a mixture of apprehension and curiosity. The briefing you received earlier emphasized the importance of following protocol and staying together.

The researcher says, "You, along with your fellow 3 D-Class personnel, will be getting tested on SCP-3008. We set a 3008 Tracker we recently invented attached onto you so we always know where you guys are at. HAVE FUN."

"Alright, listen up," D-2379, the Class D personnel begins, "We've been briefed on the basics. We go in, stick together, and keep an eye out for anything unusual. No heroics, no wandering off. We're just here to gather data and get out."

You nod in agreement, feeling a knot of tension tighten in your stomach. Stepping forward, you push open the door, the familiar sight of an IKEA store greeting you. But you know this isn't any ordinary IKEA.

As you step inside and your group moves forward, the sense of unease grows. Everything looks normal, but you can't shake the feeling that something isn't right.

D-4523, another Class D personnel, glances around nervously. "Anyone else getting major déjà vu here? It's like we've all been in this IKEA before, but I know for a fact I've never set foot in this place."

D-6198 chimes in, his voice tinged with uncertainty. "Yeah, it's like something out of a nightmare. I keep expecting those faceless staff to jump out at us any minute."

You try to push the creeping sense of dread aside, focusing on the task at hand. Moving deeper into the maze-like aisles, you stick close to your companions, the fluorescent lights casting eerie shadows on the polished floors.