"What's going on? What happened?" John asked Mr. Moore. There'd been a panic near the conference room. He'd heard it, but by the time that he'd gotten there, it was gone. And he'd felt a strange twinge in his connection to Dr. Collingwood.
"I-I-I don't really know what's going on, but during the meeting she looked like she was really sick and when we were leaving, she just collapsed! She wouldn't wake up no matter what I did!" he looked panicked.
John shook his head and sprinted to the infirmary. But a nurse stopped him.
"I'm still not allowed in, am I?" John groaned and turned away.
The doctor looked genuinely sorry and shook his head. "I'm sorry. Just following orders."
"I know."
John sped away, away to tell the others
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"She passed out? And wouldn't wake up?!" Eddie looked horrified.
Billy gripped the armrests of his chair. The metal was crushed. He started muttering something incomprehensible, then shot out of his seat, running into the hallway to God knew where. Simon and Charlie were silent, but Simon started pacing around the room, much faster than normal. Charlie started clawing a wood board lying around the room.
"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..." Charlie muttered. His claws left deep gouges in the wood, almost splitting it down the middle. He picked up the board and snapped it in two.
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The Breaking Wheel
FanfictionSome SCPs tear you apart. They'll hunt you down to the ends of the earth in order to kill you. Others reach deep into the darkest recesses of your mind, forcing you to face your worst fears, your deepest regrets, your greatest mistakes. (Disclaimer:...
