SCP fanfic

Why me?

Y/n pov
"W-who" you say shakily , his grin widens, "my dad of course"! He says happily, you're eyes widen "I d-don't t-think I want t-to. " dont be silly he says smiling" you can tell he's trying very hard to be nice. You look up in his eyes you notice a hint of fear. Telling you that he himself is worried. This is now a situation of fight or flight. You like a normal 7 year old you choose to run. You jump up and start to run for it wen a comedian masked man comes through the door. You slip by his side epically, you don't dare to look back, you suddenly hear "you won't survive out their" you ignore what he says and keep going. After about 10 min you decide to slow down, you put your hand on your chest feeling your heart beat. Trying to calm yourself down you decide to look up you take note of your surroundings, you are in front of an office. The office itself seems to you so gloomy, with it great white walls. Your eyes narrow, should I risk it? After a while of thinking you approach the door. Turning the knob it surprisingly opens, you slowly creek the door open, making the gap wider every two minutes. Soon the door is completely open. Slowly walking in the room you see a lamp, you turn it on for you only to cringe, you have gotten used to your already poor lightened environment. So this for you felt like someone was lighting your eyes on fire. You force yourself to calm down you open a drawer to find papers and a lvl three keycard. "Yes" you mumble under your breath. You start walking out ready to leave wen you see a D class bolt through the door. You look at him still shocked, he soon notices you, and almost instantly you feel something sharp on your back. You yelp feeling again a hand on your mouth. "You so much as scream yell or struggle". He pauses letting  out a dark chuckle. He then whispers in your ear " and I will kill you" you just node, out of fear, you let go of your drawing pad feeling it fall, you attempt to pick it up wen you suddenly feel the man force you up. He growls then drags you out of the office. What is he going to do? Your mind asks. You then hear another set of footsteps "OVER HEAR"! You hear someone scream, no later then a min you see some guards with guns pointing at you. The man holds you closer and yells " You come any closer and I will kill the kid" he screams in a husky voice.You are now softly crying he suddenly whispers "shut up" and digs the knife deeper. You fight your urge to scream. A guard then takes out his walky talky and whispers in a barley audible voice. " We have a problem".