(Intercom): “Attention all personnel: SCP-049 has breached containment and is heading toward Sector-3. All non-combatant staff are to proceed to the nearest evacuation shelter immediately. Full site-wide lockdown initiated.”

In the corridors of Site-19, a horde of zombie-like entities staggers toward you—former security guards, MTF operatives, and Foundation researchers. You recognize some of them as your closest friends. At the front of the horde stands SCP-049, clad in a black robe and a beaked mask. It notices you.

“Oh my… yet another victim of the Pestilence,” SCP-049 says in a disappointed tone.

“Do not be afraid. My cure is most effective.” SCP-049 raises a hand as if to grasp you, advancing forward as the horde follows close behind.