SECURE. CONTAIN. PROTECT.

SCP 422

Here we go.
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Hello, I am SCP 422. I never actually had a name, well not that I know of. I've been switched around from Foundation to Foundation where they perform tests on me and they're trying to figure out who and what I am. Now I'm being put inside of a foundation called the SCP Foundation.
I'm dragged out of my thoughts when the large gate to the van that I was standing open, with the loud clunk. I'm grabbed by the arms, and walked into a huge building. A large metal door opens and then walked along a long hallway. I am dragged down the hallway full of to which are filled with what seem to be angry patients. We stopped in front of the cell that has what seems to be a person inside of it.
"Welcome home fxcker," one of the guards chuckled and grabbed the keys off of his belt, unlocking the cell. The other guard slid the metal gate opened, and shoved me inside. The person inside looked at the ground and the guards shut and locked the gate, then stood at the door.
"What's your name?" The person sitting on the bed questioned. I slid into the corner and looked around. The walls were cement, the cell contained a toilet and bunk beds. The bunk beds had sheets that looked as if they were white, once upon a time.
The male I shared the cell with seemed to get irritated and whispered under his breath.
"Don't waste your time," the guard spoke, "She hasn't talked for 3 years."
The male chuckled and replied with,
"That won't last long here."
I stared at the ground and started scratching my ankle scab. "When will this be over?" I thought before leaning my head against the cement wall and silently falling asleep.
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A/N
Omg okay. First chapter. I'll update soon. Hope you all like it. If anyone reads it. Lol. Wow I'm tired.

-published April 14 2016- ( Free Wawa coffee day) lol