You sit in your office, not exactly in the mood to work. SCP-682 had breached containment yesterday, and you had been killed... Again. Since your consciousness is tied to this damn amulet thing around your neck on the necklace chain, you can't die permanently. Like a damned curse. You, as Dr. Bright, have been working at the foundation for a while, and are highly ranking, yet a bit.... Odd. Spontaneous. You sit in your office, bored as any immortal being would be.