It's been years. . Very long years since Kondraki got terminated. You Dr. Clef knew about it but didn't do anything to stop it. . . You let your best friend die by Dr. Gears. That asshole. You stood in front of Kondraki's grave putting his old cap on the side of his grave and a black rose on top of it. Many SCP-408s (Kondraki's unnaturally neon glowing green butterflies) swarm around the grave. He's gone Clef get over it. You thought to yourself fighting back tears.