The SCP Foundation

Chapter 134: SCP-024

"You sure this is the place?"

"Yeah, I mean, it looks like an abandoned TV studio to me."

"How would you know what that looks like?"

"I mean, it's big... and... you know, studio-looking."

"Yeah, I see your point."

In the dead of night, a group of teenagers were currently in front an abandoned soundstage in a derelict compound, that was once owned by a prominent television network. The group were all friends, containing three boys and two girls.

They had found their way through the compound via their flashlights. Now they stood in front of the soundstage, they began to wonder.

"How the hell are we going to get inside?" one of the boys asked.

"I'd say we break the door." another boy spoke up.

"I second that." one of the girls immediately supported.

"Wait, shouldn't we find some sort of entrance first?" the other girl asked. "Like... just so we don't have to vandalize anything?"

"Yeah, but that's kinda boring..." the second boy answered. "And besides, Jackie, who the hell's here to stop us? We jumped the fence, we got this far and no one's stopped us."

"Yeah, Jackie..." the other girl agreed. "You're getting worked up over nothing. There's no one else here but us."

"If you say so..."

"Van, try to find something we can break in with." the second boy told the third. "You know like a sledgehammer or something."

"Got it."

As one of the boys, known as Van in the group, began to look for anything useful for the situation, the rest began to look for an area of the soundstage to break in to.

"Now where to break in to..." the intrepid boy then looked at another boy. "Hey, Darren, you're smart. Where's the best place to break in to?"

"I thought you'd know that, Gary..."

"Hey, don't backsass me. We didn't come all the way here just so we can throw hands."

"I didn't even want to be here! You just dragged me along!"

"Well, do you want to go back one mile to the same old boring town where we'll live for the rest of miserable lives... or you're gonna help us with this?" the boy, Gary, asked him. "I mean, it's on you, man. No pressure."

At this proposal, Darren sighed.

"Well, if you had a brain like I do, I'd go for the windows and doors..."

"Alright, door it is..."

"Gary, I got us a crowbar." Van said as he returned, holding the said item in his hand. "It's all on you now."

"Alright, thank you, good sir..." Gary took the crowbar from the boy. "Time to pry this bitch open."

The boy then walked over towards the nearby side door of the soundstage, crowbar at the ready. He began to wedge the crowbar into the lock of the door, while the others stood by and watch.

"You guys just stand there..." the boy told them. "I'll get this open."

"I still think this is a bad idea..." Jackie muttered to the nearby girl. "Maybe we could go somewhere else, besides here."

"Jackie, we're telling you, we're not gonna get in trouble." the other girl answered. "There's nothing to worry about."

"But Vi--"