You are a SCP, you were casually standing on the middle of your containment room,when you suddenly started to hear voices and alarms went off. You tought it was just a regular containment breach,until a SCP teared down your door. You escaped by the random by chance, and stepped outside. It was such a mess. There was a huge containment breach all across the site,and you were one of the last SCP's to escape. Dangerous SCP's, dead bodies of MTF guards, the groans of the wounded, alarms, torn apart things, and blood were on everywhere. You simply didn't wanted to tire yourself and started to walk around whistling to find and exit. You wandered around for a few minutes, then you hear a shotgun being cocked and you feel the cold barrel of it touching your head. No wonder, the man behind the shotgun is the famous Dr. Alto Clef.