"Todd." someone said, ruffling papers, "Todd Miller..."
The man flipped through a set of papers, scowling.
"It seems we have no records of 'Todd Miller'. Are you sure this is not an alias?" the man inquired.
"I'm sure." a scientist responded, "Miller was at the foundation before. We held his records in our own hands."
"Well we don't have anything remotely resembling a 'Todd Miller'." the man told the scientist.
"THIS IS NO TIME FOR PLAYING DUMB! WE NEED TODD MILLER'S RECORDS, NOW!" the scientist yelled, standing to his feet and slamming his hands on the desk.
"Do you have any authorization for viewing the records?" the man said, remaining calm despite the show the scientist was pulling.
The scientist began, "We are with the SCP Foundation. At any time we-"
-"Who is 'we'? I see no-one else in the room but us!" the man interrupted.
The scientist started, "We? We are-"
-"Are what? Venom? A man? A madman?" the man interrupted yet again.
The scientist continued, "The SCP Foundation. I am Doctor Sallow. At any time, we could have you put in federal prison. You do not-"
-"So I could get put into prison for what? Nothing wrong?" the man continued, arms crossed over the desk, "So if you tell me to drink bleach, and I refuse, I could be arrested?"
Dr. Sallow ignored the man's interruptions, snatching away an orange file on the table.
The man yelled, "SIR! PUT THOSE FILES DOWN BEFORE I CALL SECURITY!"
Dr. Sallow opened the file, and saw 'Todd Miller' written on the top.
The man stood up, reaching to snatch the files away.
Dr. Sallow pulled the documents away from the man, and strode out of the open door, back turned to him.
Dr. Sallow said to a group of men wearing military uniforms, "Eliminate him. He is no longer of any use."
Halfway down the hall, Dr. Sallow laughed as he heard the man screaming through the storm of gunshots, with him being almost as amused as when a D class gets punished with the femur breaker.
The man was dead now. The only thing that Dr. Sallow needed to do now was Secure-Contain-Protect.
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SCP 21021 - Ruptor Chordum Legis
Khoa học viễn tưởngTodd was an ordinary guy who feels as if his life was stuck in a repeating loop. -That is, until he finds out he has the ability to control the strings of the universe. It's like weird things have gravity toward him, such as a friend he'd never see...
