Chapter 1: SCP-173

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The five were locked in a large detainee room, that can accommodate their number. The room was only colored white, reminiscent of a solitary confinement cell, with a single white light bulb in the center of the room, illuminating the entire room. There was also a room inside, where a small bathroom was.

There were five mattresses, pushed to three of the walls of the room. The last wall had a metal door, without a handle. It seemed to be a sliding door.

They were still unconscious, and they were laying down on the floor of the cell. Some of them had their faces down, while the others were facing the light bulb above.

Drista started to wake up, as the light from the light bulb was shining on her face.

"W-What?"

Drista immediately looked around, checking her surroundings. She was surprised that the room was only coloured white, no other colors were present. The only varying colours in the room were from their clothes.

"Guys, wake up..." Drista told the others, afraid of the current situation.

Drista went ahead and woke the others up, by shaking them slightly until they wake up. Starting with Freddie, then Athena, Dustin and lastly, Adrian.

"Good morning everyone!" Adrian greeted.

"Wait, what's going on, Drista?" Freddie asked the tomboy of the group. "Where... are we?"

"I-I dunno either, Freddie!" Drista answered, about to panic. "It looks like we're trapped here!"

"How are we going to get out of here?" Dustin asked them. "And where the fuck is here?"

"Maybe this isn't real." Adrian tried to make light of the situation. "Maybe if we go back to sleep again, then we'll end up back in Fredman's room. Besides, how can we be sure that it's real?"

Out of annoyance, Dustin punched Adrian's left arm with an average force, causing the latter to yelp in pain whilst rubbing his arm.

"That's how we know it's real, dumbass!" Dustin answered Adrian's nonsensical question. "How and where the fuck did you pull that from?"

"I should've never said yes to looking through that government database!" Athena regretted. "Look where it got us!"

"You don't know that, Thea." Dustin countered. "They must've mistook us by someone else. Maybe like... a doppelganger or something..."

"There's no way!" Athena raised her voice. "Didn't you see that warning in that site, Dustin? It wasn't anything unimportant, it was a legitimate warning!"

The three continued to argue, whilst Drista was watching them, and Freddie was trying to think about the situation. He was noticeably stressed out, not by the situation, but by the fact that the majority of the group arguing.

"This isn't what I wanted at all! All I wanted is some peace and quiet in my house!"

"Well, we can't fucking leave now! We should just--"

"Everyone, calm down!"

The three looked at the one who shouted, which was Freddie. He was standing up, and angry at the three. Drista was behind him, surprised at this change of behaviour. They haven't seen this side of Freddie for a while.

"Alright, that's enough from all of you." Freddie told them in a stern tone. "Bitching at each other isn't getting us anywhere."

Drista was still behind Freddie, still surprised at her crush's sudden change of behaviour.

"Yeah, he's right..." Adrian realised. "Teamwork makes a dream work, right?"

"Right..." Dustin and Athena replied.

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