Y/N POV
"Y/N! YOU HAVE MAIL ON THE TABEL"
"OKAY! THANKS MOM" I quickly ran downstairs to the kitchen to find a white envelope with my name on it. It looks strangely classified."Would you hurry up and open the stupid letter" A voice from behind me said. I turned and saw my brother making a nonchalant face. I stick my tongue out and he rolls his eyes and sits on the couch. I turn back and open the envelope. I opened the letter and started to read
Dear Y/NDue to our program and keeping a close eye on you. You have been gladly accepted into our lab. We are proud to have you as a part of the SCP foundation staff. We are an onsite lab and you will be spending 5 days a week with us.
You will receive a text from XXX-XXX-XXXX on the 13th of June. Follow the directions specifically and your Site director will see it from there...
There was more but it was mainly about living conditions. I felt a rush of adrenaline go through me as I read the letter. Even though it seemed like I didn't have much of a choice to accept it.
I'm gonna be one of those rich scientists who do secret undercover work. Hell yeah, take that student debt! Y/N:1 Education System:0.
I shut up my inner monologue and read the date again. Holy shit that's tomorrow. I run upstairs and shuffle around for a duffle bag.
"What are you doing?" My brother said leaning against the door frame.
"Shush I'm trying to remember where I left it."
"You look like a raccoon."
"Shut up."
"A little Trashy boi."
"I'm gonna hurt you."
"Aww the little Trash rat is mad" He says laughing. I throw my shoe at him and he flinches and laughs some more.
"You missed Trash Rat." I look glare at him and he runs down the hall and into his room. I run into his room after him with a sneaker in my hand. I look in the corner of his room and see the duffle bag I was looking for."What is this doing here?"
"I took it."
"Without asking?"
"I broke my gym bag. I only used it twice."I picked up my bag and smelt something weird. I sniffed the bag and the smell burned my nose hairs. My brother laughed as I ran downstairs with it and put it in the washing machine. As the bag was washing I took the letter and showed it to my mom. Minuets of squealing and crushing my ribs she let go and started lecturing me about public etiquettes. After the lecture and the bag finished washing and drying I took it upstairs and packed away the clothes I needed. Nothing serious right? Just t-shirts, hoodies and jeans. I also made sure to pack other necessities I might need. I checked the time and flopped on my bed and drifted into sleep.
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I woke to the sound of my phone buzzing and immediately checked my messages. Drowsy I read the text from the number and double-checked to make it was the right number the letter provided. I got out of bed showered, brushed my teeth, fixed my hair, and put on clothes. Nothing too bright just a button-up shirt and black jeans. Said goodbye to my family and followed the directions specifically trying not to get lost. God was that difficult. Now I find myself on a bus struggling to stay awake. I eventually gave in a closed my eyes for a little. I felt the bus stop and I jolted awake to check my surroundings I looked around and saw what appeared to be the middle of nowhere. I look around some more and see a building.
The hell? Good job Y/N you got yourself kidnapped now they're either gonna kill you and sell your body parts on the black market or make you pay a fine that you can't afford then kill you. If you're lucky enough you make a run for it now and spear what 5 seconds of life you have left.
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Out of the Ordinary
Ciencia FicciónAfter you graduated college you get a invitation to a laboratory to work as an intern. You get placed under a trial taking care of a certain group of SCPs. Doing daily check ups with them you start to form a unordinary bond with them.