SCP Containment Breach Chronicles: Book one

9:22 AM

Today, I am recording my first day on the job as a Class D personnel. I figured since this place is so secretive and so much information on it is classified, I thought I might find some important information while I'm here and make a book out of it. So long as they don't find this journal, I think I can make it happen. So, anyway,  this all began back in October, I can't remember the exact date, but I know that I was sitting by myself in the cold, concrete cell, awaiting that day. Usually when one gets sentenced to their deathbed, it is pretty much inevitable that the sentence will be carried out and that you will die. But that wasn't the case for me. Now, I'm not much of a bragger,  but I must have been pretty special to receive an opportunity like this.  I received a visitor that day, and he was to be my ticket out of the awful fate that awaited me.

He introduced himself as a Gilbert Kleen and told me if I chose to do so, I could get out of this place and work at his place instead. He was wearing an outfit similar to what a SWAT member would wear.  I asked him what job it was, because if I was really getting out of here for a shitty job like cleaning toilets, I would rather take the deathbed. Instead of answering my question, he gave me a harsh look and said, "That information is classified. Now, I can either take you with me, or  you can stay here and wait for the executioner. Your choice. 

I wasn't really sure what I was getting myself into, but I knew the cookie of opportunity was on the table, and that I wanted it bad. Finally, with a nod, I followed him out of my cell and to the front entrance. There, the warden gave him a paper which he signed and then gestured for me to follow him. Outside, there was a white bus waiting for us at the entrance. The bus looked run-down in appearance, and had no indication of what company it was from. Again, I was skeptical about the whole thing, but any opportunity someone bothers to give you is better than no opportunity at all, so I followed my acquaintance into the bus and as the bus roared off, I should have felt like a free man. But I didn't. In fact, had I known just what I was getting myself into, I would have gladly stayed inside the jail cell and waited out my term.

When we finally reached our destination,  the bus rumbled to a stop outside of what I assumed to be a large nuclear facility. Before getting off the bus, my acquaintance turned to me and said, "Now listen. What you're about to see is of the utmost secracy. Here, you are entrusted with keeping that secret. You must not leak any of this information to the outside world. Otherwise, you will be terminated. Is that understood? I gave a nod, but then my acquaintance grabbed me by my shirt and pulled me towards him. In a slow voice, he added, "And when you are spoken to, you will reply with either "yes M'am, no M'am, yes Sir,  or no Sir. Understood?" I almost nodded again, but managed to stop myself and say in a firm voice, "yes, Sir" 

When we entered the facility, it was nothing like I was expecting. All around, there were "SWAT" members like Gilbert walking everywhere. There were also scientists and researchers in special coats. In my mind, I was thinking, 'what in the world is this place?' I would have gladly taken a tour to get some hints about what this place was,but unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Instead, I followed Gilbert through the building to a hallway illuminated by rows of florescent lights, and full of doors leading to different rooms. One of these rooms was opened for me and I stepped inside. It was a small room with just enough room for a bed, toilet, and table. Before I could ask Gilbert what I was doing here, he told me my assignment partner would be here soon and that I should read the paper on the small desk. He then closed the door and I listened as his footsteps slowly faded away. Turning towards the table, I grabbed the paper he told me to read and skimmed through it just enough to get a basic understanding of what I was doing here. Apparently, this place was some sort of research facility, and I was specially selected to do some important assignments here. Already I was starting to get excited as I imagined all the cool things I would get to be a part of. I could hardly wait.