The room was dark, blurry, and cold. Seemed unforgiving. (A/N: LIKE MY SOUL AHAHA K, Moving on.) I spun around in circles to look around the room, and the more I spun, the more into focus the room came. I stopped spinning around in circles when I finally realized where I was, an old bedroom. I mean, could it possibly be mine? Doesn't look like anyone has been here for a while, maybe I shouldn't be here. After all this is just a dream and even I'm aware of that. Riggs and Dr. Smith put me here. But why? I shrugged it off and decided while I was in here I might as well look around.
I walked around the other side of the queen sized bed and studied what was on the night stand, there was a small bedside lamp and a picture of... "Wait.. Is that..?" I asked as I picked up the picture and lifted up closer to my eyes, it was a picture of me and Dr. Smith at my 18th birthday, a few months before my graduation "But how, only people at my party were my mom and.."My heart stopped, and the picture dropped out of my hand. Everything went in slow motion, and I couldn't stand up anymore, I passed out on the bed and my body came back to reality.
I jumped up in my bed, and looked around the room. Dr. Smith was standing at the end of the bed facing away from me, her head held down and her arms crossed. Riggs was by my bed side playing twirling his combat knife in his hands. They didn't seemed fazed out by my reaction at all. "Welcome back... Daughter." Dr. Smith said. My heart stopped, everything froze, the world I once knew. Changed, and for the better for once. I knew who my mom actually was. My actually mother. "Your my..?" I questioned, my voice stuttering, trying to get out words. "Mom?" She giggled, she turned around to face me and smiled. "Where else do you think you got your good looks from, certainly wasn't from your dead beat father." As much as I was speechless, I couldn't help but smile at what she said. It brought me a little joy inside. A little hope.
"But my mom, you, how.." I said, again, words stuttering from my mouth. "I know, I'm technically supposed to be dead as according to Foundation records. But your "father", couldn't stand the thought of losing me to the brain tumor I had and went behind the Foundation's back and made a bargain with SCP-049, I deliver more Class D Personnel for him to cure, and that your father had to retire when your sister turned 18." She said, me still being confused about the whole thing I turned over to Riggs. "She's correct, your mom is what we would professionally call SCP-049-2A, she looks human but she's actually dead already. As for your sister, her whereabouts are still fully unknown." Riggs said, still twirling his knife in his hands.
I dashed my eyes back over to my mom, I guess that's who she is now. "Well, mom? I guess, is that why you felt sorry for me before I entered 049's chamber?" I asked. Her eyebrows went up, and then back down. She turned back away from me and then let out a sigh, "Yeah, I knew it was you from the very beginning. I didn't want this to happen, I didn't want this out break to happen, I didn't want you to become a Class D and me sitting at the top of the chain of command practically and not being able to do a damn thing to get you out." I heard her start crying. "I didn't want to lose another kid.." I heard her sob. My eyes stayed on her, I heard Riggs stop twirling his knife and I could sense his eyes looking over at her too, me and him both too frozen to do anything about the situation.
Just then, a knock at the door. "Dr. Smith, SCP-173 is approaching." I heard one of the guards say outside the door. My mom pushed herself up against my bed, and wiped her tears. "Lets go, we're not staying here anymore." She tossed me a change of clothes. "We've got to get to Remote Door Control and shut that down in order for us to get out of here." I sprung up out of bed and slipped on the white t-shirt and black dress pants she gave me. Sure, they didn't really go together but at the time matching wasn't on my top priority list right now.
She slid her key card in the door and me and Riggs followed her out the door. The two more heavily armed guards kept watch behind us as we walked through the halls of the facility, bodies were scattered all over the place. "I can't believe this.." I whispered to myself, I noticed Dr. Smith's head turn around to look at me and then proceed to turn back around to look forward. Riggs, who was walking beside me put his hand and my shoulder and gave me a reassuring smile. I don't know why he did it but it made me feel a little bit less nauseous as we walked through the corridors.
We came upon two separate blast doors, with a sign above the blast doors reading. "Heavy Containment Zone" I didn't know what this was or what it meant but I had a feeling it wasn't good. Dr. Smith turned around to me and said, "This is where we go our separate ways, for now. You and Commander Riggs explore on a little deeper into the facility. Me and the guards are moving on to find the Blast Door Controls, once I find them, I'll radio in to Riggs and give the all clear. See you then." Without another word she and her guards disappeared into the cold darkness of the facility.
"Well that's just fucking great." I said, Commander Riggs looked down at me then down the different hallways that branched off into the facility. "Well we gotta start somewhere." I heard him say, I looked up at him as he was looking down the corridor to his left. "You make a point. Might as well not just stand around and wait to get ripped to pieces, or worse." I said, Riggs glanced back at me as I said that. I saw a look of worry on his face, I could sense that even he was scared to be in this area.
We started our journey down the halls, through dark corridors and creepily lit rooms. "Why does The Foundation make their corridors this way? So, dark, ominous, and darn right fucking creepy." I said as I looked around. "It's not always like this, it's usually more well lit in here but since the breach, the generators are running on emergency power." I heard Riggs say, "You mean this place isn't so scary after all?" I questioned. He just laughed, "Now I didn't say that, I just said the interior lighting was better. Not that this place isn't a total nightmare."
As we walked on, not seeing anything that really sparked our interest. I decided now would be the perfect time to ask, "How are you still alive after all Riggs? Also, How did you and my mom put me to sleep like that?" Riggs only gave off a grin, and stopped. "You really want to know kid?" He asked, "I wouldn't have asked if I didn't want answers." Riggs looked out down the hall and then down at the floor. He rested himself against the corridor wall and I rested on the wall opposite of him.
"Your mom also has the ability to heal people or in 049 terms, "cure" so to speak. I posses an SCP that can put you to sleep, make you sick, or quite possibly worse. I usually only use it to put prisoners to sleep while in transit and have them dream of them being back home, in case they don't see the light of day again after testing. While we were in the corridor, walking to the medical bay, your mom asked me to show you who she really was. I granted her that wish in returning the favor of her saving my life, it was the least I could do for her."
I stood there and pondered the thoughts rushing through my head after all of which he just said, my thinking was cut short when a loud crash and foot steps came from a few corridors away. "What was that?" I asked, backing away in the opposite direction. "I don't know but whatever it is, it isn't good." Riggs answered following in front of me. The footsteps kept getting closer, and closer. I tried so hard to not freeze up like I have before. Riggs examined the corridor as we continued to back out when he pointed out a vent. "There! Get in." He said as he stopped and pulled off the vent door. I crawled inside and Riggs followed in behind me putting the door back up.
The footsteps got closer, when they were right outside the vent. I recognized those shoes, that outfit. That... trench coat. It was Samuel, but there was someone else with him. "Do you think they'll like me..?" I heard a male voice ask, "You'll be fine Noah, just act normal okay. Emily is a sweet girl. She won't think you're ugly at all my friend." Samuel answered.
They continued to walk on down the corridor away from us, my body got less tense but my mind wasn't loosing up at all. The thoughts of the dream I had while in the Medical Bay about him and, that man, he called Dr. Smith rushed through my head. Who was I exactly? Why did I see Samuel like that? Who was that man he referred to as my father?
Endless Questions and No Answers
A/N: That's it for this one, sadly a bit shorter than the other ones and I apologize but I can promise that Chapter 6 will be full of fun and surprises for all. As always, I love you all and see you on the next one!
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The Foundation (**COMPLETED**) BOOK 1
Mystère / ThrillerMy name is Emily but I'm mostly referred to as D-9341. I just started working here not to long ago, I think... I don't know my memory is nothing but a blur at this point.. I just remember waking up in this room and being put to work, at least the pe...