"Alright... that should be it. Time to pay her a much needed visit."
Doctor Clef was inspecting his M1911 handgun, then put in his holster. He turned to his sawed-off shotgun, currently on his desk.
He picked up the shotgun and began to inspect it, then thought it was good enough for his plan. He decided to leave it on the desk and execute the first part of his plan.
He walked out of the door of his office, concealing his pistol underneath his lab coat. He looked around and towards the location of an containment cell.
"Hmm... it's gotta be around here somewhere..." the sinister doctor muttered to himself. "They told me it was somewhere here..."
The sinister doctor walked around the western wing of the site, looking for a certain SCP's containment cell. After a few minutes of walking, the sinister doctor found what he was looking for.
"Ah, there it is..." the sinister doctor then noticed a few guards nearby. "Of course, it ain't gonna be that simple..."
There he saw three guards in front of the containment cell, irritating the sinister doctor slightly. He walked over to the guards, who then stopped him from walking further.
"Sir, what're you doing here?" one of the guards asked. "Are you supposed to be here or something?"
"Yeah, of course, I am..." the sinister doctor answered. "I've come here for a small test with the SCP. You know, the works and all that..."
"What's it about, sir?"
"What's it to ya?" the sinister doctor immediately replied. "Can't you just let me be without any fucking questions?"
"Sorry, sir..." another guard spoke up. "We kinda need you to tell us exactly as to why you're here in the first place."
"Yeah, just for security reasons..." the first guard added. "Since... it's kind of our job, sir."
"Yeah, well, what you're doing right now is called sticking your nose up in someone's ass..." the sinister doctor replied. "Nobody likes a nosy person, you know; not to mention, there's three of you here."
"Sir, again, we need to know why you're here... or else we'll have to report this behaviour to the site director."
"Yeah, well, nobody likes a snitch either."
With one swift motion, the sinister doctor drew his pistol and immediately shot the guard in front of him; he then sidestepped and shot the guard next to him multiple times.
The third tried to disarm him but ended up being kicked in the knee, punched to the ground, and killed by bullet to the head.
The sinister doctor took a few deep breaths and looked around, making sure that there were no witnesses nearby.
"Alright... now to get through this door..."
The sinister doctor reached in his pocket, and pulled out a clearance keycard. He then used it on the security door, causing it to open, and walked through.
Unbeknownst to him, someone had been nearby, currently behind the corner of the far end of the hallway. Durham had been there since the argument began, and immediately made her way to the site director's office.
The sinister doctor entered the containment cell and immediately saw what he was looking for.
"There you are..."
There was another cell inside, its contents being a bed and SCP-049 currently sitting down on it. Doctor Clef walked up to the door of the said cell, in which the SCP took notice.
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The SCP Foundation
General Fiction[DATABASE CLASSIFIED] . . . [AUTHORISED PERSONNEL ONLY] . . . [ACCESS GRANTED] Five college students and their curiosity have found themselves within the secretive world of the SCP Foundation. The longer they stay and work there, they will soon find...
