The Breach - 035×049

Stare and RUN

*There will be two parts to this*

The halls were dark and neither doctor could see very well. The only light source they had at the moment was a flashlight they found in one of the supply closets. They also had taken a backpack with various other things that they found from different closets.

There were two different first aid kits, one that was usually found maybe in a school building or in a soccer coaches bag and one that was usually found in maybe a hospital.

The simple one had the basics. Bandaids, Ointment, Disinfectant Wipes, and Gauze Tape. The other had more heavy duty material, things that would help if one of them broke something or lost too much blood. There were painkillers and even some antidepressants.

Another item they thoughtfully remembered to bring was a gas mask. Two to be exact. For the many rooms that were gassed daily for security reasons. At the moment, Itkin was leading Clef by the arm in hopes of finding another supply closet. "Elijah. Your starting to hurt my arm." Clef stopped the other doctor in the middle of the hallway. Elijah let go of Clefs arm and took a few breaths.

"Sorry Alto. Just a little anxious I guess." Elijah rubbed the back of his neck while Clef looked around the hallway with the flashlight. "Elijah! There's another supply closet!" Both doctor's ran to the door, thankful it was unlocked. They picked up batteries and the one thing they were hoping to find.

"We have a working Navigator!" Clef smiled at his friend and showed him the screen that was holding a small map on the screen and a small, white blinking dot that told them where they currently stood. Clef looked overjoyed and his face was showing it. Elijah laughed at his friend. "Well let's hope it gets us out of here. Alive and in one peice per person."

They both agreed to this and set out down the many hallways again now with help of the Navigator. They were making decent progress when they both stopped in front of a broken door. There were noticeable groans coming from the other side, as well as scratching and lazy dragging footsteps. Like someone was stumbling around the room.

Itkin was first to try and move the door, which almost worked. Though in doing so, whatever was on the other side of the door heard it and ran to the door, pounding on it and shrieking in pain as it rammed its hands and body into the door. Itkin would have tried again, but Clef grabbed him by the arm and yanked him from the door.

"Elijah, I don't think that is the best idea. The Navigator says there is something dangerous on the other side of the door and it sounds like a zombie to me." Clef stared worriedly at his friend.

Elijah stopped and listened as the raspy breathing from the other side of the door slowly faded and the groans could be heard again. He remembered the Zombie Plague was still in Quarantine so it couldn't have been that. There would be much more of them if there was and it sounded like there was only one on the other side. Then it came to both doctors like a punch to the face.

"Uhm. E-Elijah? You don't think that's SCP-049-2. Do you?" Clef moved slightly behind Itkin and grabbed the sleeve of his lab coat. "Unfortunately, I believe it is. Is there any way around this room?" Itkin looked back at Clef, who looked unwilling to move from his spot behind him.

"I don't think so." Clef furiously pressed different buttons on the Navigator and slowly losing hope for a way around 049-2. He looked up as Itkin with a hopeless expression before nudging him to the side. There was an unfortunate MTF laying on the floor, his gun a few feet away from him. Itkin observed the unit while Clef checked the gun. There was a silent "Oh no." From Itkin that made Clef question what the problem was.

"You see those marks there? The black on his neck? That could mean one of two SCPs is out and about Site-19." Clef looked partly horrified and partly tired. Like he just wanted to go home with his friend. See his bed again. "What are the two?" His voice was quiet and unsteady.

Itkin looked at Clef and tried to get him to calm down a little before he told him anything. Once he knew Clef could take the information, he spoke. "Its corrosive. So its either 035 and the worst has happened where 049 and 035 met up here or its-" Itkin stopped himself mid sentence to step back and pull Clef with him, who fell into the other's chest from the sudden movement. "We need to move we can come back later!"

They took off running and Clef looked behind him at what they were running from. He was lucky Itkin did what he had, 106 emerged from the floor with a twisted grin on his face as they ran from him.

Before he was pulled around a corner by his friend, Clef could have sworn he heard it speak with a strained chuckle. He was too terrified to think of it, but he didn't want to begin to know what that thing could have said. He felt a tug on his arm and turned back to his friend. Both were determined to make it out of here, no matter what they ran into. Of course, first things first. Get the hell away from 106.

Standing on the darkening floor, He looked in the direction the doctors ran off too. He took a few steps forward before stopping to listen to the groans from the door behind him. The smile on his face grew as the walls shook to the sound of the furious roar from another part of the facility. He was hurt that the doctor didn't hear his words.

"Run while you still have your legs, doctor. There are many more things out there you will need them for. I am only the start of your troubles sweetheart."