You were about to find your office/containment when the lights turned red and the loud siren blared once again.

This is the fourth time this week— your thoughts were interrupted.

"SCP-076-2 HAS BREACHED CONTAINMENT! I REPEAT, SCP-076-2 HAS BREACHED CONTAINMENT!"

At those words, you bolted, trying to put as much distance between yourself and Able as possible. But as you rounded a corner, there he was.

His long, messy black hair framed his muscular, towering form. In each hand, he gripped a long black sword, ready to slice through anyone in his path. His grey eyes locked onto you, filled with bloodlust and rage.