The New SCP

Containment

After what seemed like hours, the S.W.A.T van slowly came to a stop, Jayson lightly swinging from side to side. He looked through the small window to the driver again, seeing no one. The back of the van was opened, two men standing at the exit.

Guard 1: Come on, kid! We don't have all day!

Jayson stared at the men for a moment.

Guard 2: Listen, kid, it's better if you just go along with it. Trust me, people around here aren't too patient.

Jayson sighed silently and stood to his feet, slowly walking to the exit. Guard 1 grabbed Jaysons arm and pulled it down, causing Jayson to fall on his face. Guard 2 gasped and ran to Jaysons aid, shaking him to make sure he wasn't unconscious. Jayson wasn't unconscious and face he looked fine. He was just laying on the ground, a blank expression on his face. Guard 2 stood up strait, glaring at Guard 1.

Guard 2: You dumbass! What if you just pissed him off!?
Guard 1: Shut up!

Both of the guards turn back to Jayson, feeling a chill as he was standing strait, glaring to them. Jayson slowly walked to the guards, both of them aiming their guns at him. The guards repeatedly told Jayson to freeze, to stop walking, but he didn't care. Eventually, he walked to the end of Guard 2's gun barrel. Guard 2 was shaking where he stood as Jayson stared into his eyes. Suddenly, Jayson held something up. It was his handcuffs. Everyone began to panic, thinking Jayson was free. All guards around were aiming their guns to Jayson. He paid no mind.

Jayson: Sorry to spook ya, but these should have been on tighter.

Jaysons voice was expressionless. Everyone stared in shock. Was he serious? Guard 2 stared for a moment, before snatching the handcuffs and putting them back on Jaysons wrists, tighter than before.

Jayson: Okay, we're good. Just didn't want you to fuck up next time.

Guard 2 stood, shocked. He looked over to Guard 1 and nodded, Guard 1 passing the nod to the next guard, soon with all of the guards nodding and stopped aiming at Jayson. Guard 1 roughly grabbed Jaysons arm and walked him inside of a building, which Jayson thought to be prison. Jayson walked along the hallways, surrounded by guards. As they walked, Jayson noticed the large amounts of scientists. Jayson wondered for a bit, but decided not to care. Soon he was pushed into a cell. But something was wrong.

Jayson: This room is twice as big as the other inmate rooms.

A guard laughed, another beginning to laugh with him.

Guard 3: Let's just say you get... special treatment here, kid.

The guards all laughed as the large door to Jaysons room was shut. He looked around, seeing a table on one side of the room, a bed on the other side, and a vent on the ceiling, with screws on each corner. Jayson shrugged and laid on his back on his bed.

In another room, not far from Jaysons cell, a scientist was walking among the rest. His name was Bryson. He talked to the other scientists and talked to them about their experiments, safe and dangerous. But today, Bryson was in a rush. Today was an exciting day. After a bit of running, he made it to the room he had been looking for, a specific security room for a specific cell.

Bryson: Hello?
Scientist 1: Oh, hello sir. What brings you here today?
Bryson: Is he here?
Scientist 2: Yea he's here, and we're lucky he's not full of metal pieces right now.
Bryson: Oh, he just needs to get used to the place. Can we see him?
Scientist 1: Of course, sir.

Scientist 1 typed onto a computer for a bit, before bringing a screen of the cells camera up. Jaysons cell. Jayson was running to a wall and jumping off of it up to the ceiling.

Scientist 2: Oh, great. He's trying to break out through the vent. I'll go get security.
Bryson: No, now, wait. Look. Watch closer.

Scientist 2 looked closer, but didn't see anything.

Bryson: He's not aiming for the vent. He's just being a teenage boy and he just wants to see if he can touch the ceiling.

Scientist 2 saw what Bryson was talking about, and cleared his throat.

Scientist 2: Of course, sir. I apologize.
Bryson: It's fine. Not many people give these guys a chance. Hey, how about you two send me in there, hmm?

The two scientists jumped back a bit.

Scientist 1: But, sir, we don't know his aggravation levels yet.
Bryson: Well then it's time someone found out.
Scientist 2: Sir, maybe you should see how stupid you're being right now?
Bryson: Listen you two, this is an order, not a suggestion!

The two scientists nodded frantically, preparing everything needed to venture into Jaysons cell.

In Jaysons cell, he continued to jump off of the wall and touch the ceiling.

Jayson: Come on... ugh—... damn it!

Jayson was beginning to get exhausted.

Jayson (thinking): Damn... this is pretty hard. But it feels better then to be...

Jayson shivered, trying not to think about something. Suddenly, a loud knock was heard on the door. Jayson stared, confused at why there was knocking at his door. Slowly, the door opened, and a scientist walks into the room, the door shutting behind him. Jaysons expression went from confused to expressionless in an instant. The scientist chuckled.

Scientist: So, you're the new guy, huh?
Jayson: I guess so mister...

Jayson looked down at the scientists name tag; "Bryson".

Jayson: Mister... Bryson. Why did you come into my cell. I'm so dangerous I COulD KilL yOU!

Jayson swung his arms around sarcastically.

Bryson: But I know you don't want to kill me. You know why?
Jayson: Hmm?
Bryson: Because if you wanted to kill me right now, there is absolutely nothing stopping you from doing it. Did you know that?
Jayson: Yea. I did. So wha-... oh. Clever, sir.
Bryson: Well I should be. I am the Head Scientist around here after all.
Jayson: Okay... so, first question... what's with the scientists and the super big cell?

Bryson froze for a moment. Jayson was about to hear something very strange.