You were a D-class personnel, why? Because you were on death row like every other D-class. You were new to the site, but you had heard enough from other inmates to know exactly what you were getting yourself into.

You woke up to your cell door creaking open and a scientist standing in the doorway, clipboard in hand and her long brown hair draped over her shoulders, with a guard behind her who has a stern expression under his helmet, gun upholstered just in case you try anything.

"Hello, my name is Dr. Mia Tank. We're going to be doing an experiment on you with one of our SCPs. Please follow me. Failure to comply will result in your termination."