[The first book in my SCP Trilogy!]
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SCP-GU411
Subject file classified under level 5 clearance
Object class, Euclid (under review)
SCP-GU411 is a normal caucasian male, age 32, 5' 10", with a fairly average muscular build.
Originally an...
Heading into the desert, Dr. Clef looks miles ahead, through binoculars, to see 2845 suspended in the air by the black tentacles.
"Let me off at the next highest mountain." Dr. Clef says.
"Are you sure? That is a good way off." Rocky replies.
"I'm sure. Samara and I will post up there since they are heading this way. The quicker you can get 2845 free the better." Dr. Clef says.
682 quickly climbs the nearest vantage point and lets Dr. Clef off.
Dr. Clef keys up his radio. "Samara, converge on my position. I am calling for weapon and ammo drop CU50."
"Roger that, sir." The Samara commander replies.
"Just don't shoot me." 682 growls.
Dr. Clef sighs. "He really needs to learn how to say please." He mutters.
"Stay safe, babe!!!" Sasha yells as the group continues on.
Dr. Clef waves to her till she is out of sight. "No promises."
Moments later, A grappling hook, with steel cable, pulls a specialized jeep, with a 50 cal mounted on top, to the top of the mountain.
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"Damn.. I need to get me one of those." Dr. Clef comments.
The four Samara agents file out of the jeep and stand at attention. "MTF Samara reporting for duty!"
"At ease, men. Where are we at with that airdrop?" Dr. Clef asks.
The commander points up. "Your request is dropping now."
Dr. Clef looks up to see six large boxes pop parachutes and land near the jeep.
"Okay, fellas. Grab'em out and load'em up." Dr. Clef orders.
Samara opens the boxes revealing five 50 bmg rifles with long-range scopes, hundreds of loaded magazines, and various other armaments.
The Samara commander chuckles. "Looks like Christmas came early this year, boys!"
One of the Samara agents hands Dr. Clef a rifle and magazines.
"50 bmg reality anchor rounds, with diamond tips, blessed by the Pope himself, dipped in holy water, and made with RDX COMP A-4 cores." Dr. Clef says with a wide smile as he loads his rifle. "If this doesn't do something to the Scarlet King or Lucifer I will be very surprised."
"What is our target?" The commander asks.
"You three take aim at the Scarlet King." He says pointing at the other three. "Commander, you and I will be targeting Lucifer himself."
As the group nears the towering figure of the Scarlet King, the darkened ground around him begins to move and shape into humanoid shadows, each with large white eyes and twisted smiles.
