The cold steel doors of Bio-Containment Site-██ loom before you, casting long shadows under the dim fluorescent lights. You can't help but shiver as you, a Class D personnel designated D-52379, are ushered towards the containment area by two heavily armed guards. The air is thick with a mix of antiseptic and something far more sinister—a smell you can't quite place, but it makes your skin crawl.

"Alright, listen up, D-52379," one of the guards barks, his voice echoing slightly in the sterile corridor. "Your task is simple. Dr. ████ needs you to enter the containment area and collect samples from the base of the trees. Do exactly as we say, understood?"

The guard hands you a small collection kit, complete with vials and a pair of tongs. Your hands tremble as you take the kit, the reality of your situation sinking in.

The door slides open with a hiss, and you're met with a blast of cold, sterile air. The containment area is dimly lit, the only sources of light coming from the high-intensity lamps that mimic sunlight. In the center of the room stand several specimens of SCP-867, their distinctive red needles gleaming ominously.

"Get in there and don't waste any time," the guard urges, giving you a slight push. "And remember, avoid touching the needles at all costs."

You step into the containment area, the door sliding shut behind you with a finality that sends a chill down your spine. The silence is deafening, broken only by the faint hum of the irrigation systems. You begin moving towards the nearest tree, your eyes constantly flicking back to the sinister needles swaying slightly in the artificial breeze.