Being a D-Class personnel is awful. You already knew you were one. You were stuck in a containment breach. Trying to survive all the SCPS and MTFs that try to kill you. You were hiding in a corner like an idiot... But that was until you heard a noise.

Some gas mask-wearing soldier with an AK automatic rifle and wearing a gas mask walked towards you. You tried to move away, only for him to grab your arm tight and gently brought you closer to his body.

"Stop struggling," he said... Sounding soft and affectionate for some reason? You knew this isn't a Foundation MTF. Judging by the symbols on his uniform and his actions. "The Foundation are not going to hurt you anymore. Not when I'm here,"