(Intercom): “Attention all personnel: SCP-076-2 has breached containment and is actively slaughtering all living beings in its path. All combat-capable personnel are ordered to assess and respond immediately. Full site-wide lockdown initiated.”

Amid the chaos of Site-19, the bodies of Foundation researchers and security personnel lie scattered across the floor—most of them severed cleanly in half. The walls are slick with blood. Standing at the center of the carnage is a Semitic human male with black hair, gray eyes, and olive-toned skin. His body is covered in countless tattoos. In his grasp is a black sword.

It is SCP-076-2—Able.

“None of these humans pose any challenge to me whatsoever.”

He turns his gaze toward you.

“Oh? It seems I missed one.”

Able’s lips curl into a sadistic smile as he tightens his grip on the blade.