She smelled like lavender. She always did when she was working with 049. She even had learned French to communicate with him easier.

She glanced over her notes. It was mainly just brief transcripts of their conversation. She really hated seeing him locked up. He was quite a brilliant man. No. She shook her head. No. He’s an anomaly. A creature that needs to be secured, contained, and protected. Her feet carried her down the many hallways of the heavy containment zone. Site-19 was the most well known site. She didn’t like working here. It was stressful. But at least she got to see all the cool SCPs. 049, 096, 173, 106, 682, and 035. She thought 049 and 682 were interesting. 106 and 096 scared the daylights out of her. She worked with 106 once, and was almost given an amnestic for her stress.

Her keycard beeped as the airlock door opened and closed behind her, then the one in front of her opened and she continued her walking.

Her destination was her office. Thought she wouldn’t get there today. No.. no not at all.

She stopped, her body going frozen. The hallways turned red as the emergency flashing lights illuminated the hallway, the high pitched alarm ringing in her ears as she heard the PA system ring out, her nightmare be coming a reality.

”The site is experiencing multiple Keter and Euclid class containment breaches. Full site lockdown initiated. All staff members are to gather in the evacuation shelters and hold for Mobile Task Force teams to clear the facility.”

“…shit..” She dropped her clipboard and took off running down the hallway. Luckily she knew the site like the back of her hand.