Site-113.

Chapter 25. Peril.

I sat for a while in the bar. It wasn't exactly like I had any assignments that needed to be completed in a hurry or anything.

A few curious 3199 had made their way into the bar area, and one of them was pecking at my feet. I paid it little attention since their beaks were too weak to even puncture my black skin. I looked down at the avian creature and smiled. It was kind of friendly, in a very peckish way.

A notification suddenly popped up on my wrist device, and I moved my hand up to my face to check it out. The notification came from the MTF facility.

I cringed my nose, since I hadn't really expected any of the systems to still be sending out messages. I opened the notification and read the message.

SYSTEM: Attention all employees on-site. SCP-966 have made their way into the MTF facility. If you are armed and fit for combat, report to the camp immediately.

My heart sank. They could probably handle it... but at the same time, what if they couldn't?

I got up from the seat and quickly ran out of the room.

I suggest we fly. We will save time.

I nodded, then kicked off the floor before starting to thrust out flames from my feet and hands. 'Good idea.'

It wasn't long before I was stopped by a physical object once more though. The airlock to the facility was standing in my way.

I landed on the floor with a soft tap before pressing the door button on the airlock. It beeped aggressively before attempting to open.

The door seemed to break as it was opening, and I sighed. Fine, if I have to break my way out of here I will.

I grabbed a hold of the two door pieces and shoved them to the side. The metal frame of the doors strained with tension, and I pulled them apart. The doors slammed into their sockets and after extinguishing the flames that had formed on my skin, I walked calmly into the airlock.

The other door opened without a fuzz, but a problem became apparent very quickly. Since there was only one door in the airlock now, the air inside the facility began rushing out of the now-open door to the facility.

I jumped outside before pressing the close button, saving most of the air from leaking completely.

Well, that was annoying. I suggest we hurry back to the MTF.

I nodded, spinning around before blasting off once more. It wasn't far to the MTF camp, but I needed to be as fast as possible.

I landed outside the MTF camp and to my horror, the perimeter guard lay dead on the red sand outside. After spending some time putting their souls back into their bodies I made haste, following the blood trail that was clearly visible as small puddles all the way to the entrance door.

At least the 966's claws are visible due to the blood staining them.

I opened the front airlock quickly, and luckily the doors were fully functional.

It took maybe 5 seconds between me entering the airlock before I was let into the facility. I looked straight forward toward the reception area, and I saw a battle was in full effect.

There were MTF operatives everywhere. Some were dead on the floor, some were bleeding but most were up and fighting. There were bullets flying everywhere as the operators desperately tried to hit the 966 entities which were seemingly all around them.

I say seemingly because the creatures were entirely transparent. The only thing visible were their blood-stained claws and their vicious toothed mouths.