SCP(Male)Reader x various (Female)SCPs

Going Against Concrete Evidence

As I reached Izumi's containment cell, I saw a scientist who looked rather anxious.

He walked towards me and said:

"SCP-173 is in a enraged state, 173 has managed to break all cameras that were located in it's containment cell."

He started to walk towards the main entrance, he stopped and gestured for me to follow.

I walked backed up to him, saying:

'I'm guessing that is where I come in?'

"Correct, we brought you do to the fact of your good connection with 173"

We walked into the main hall in front of Izumi's cell. There were about 16 guards in the hall, each ever watching the cell door, or me.

He said:

"Stand in front of the cell door, you will be given advanced warning when we are opening the cell door."

He hurried off, to where I'm guessing the overseeing room was located.

A few minutes passed, until a message came out from the intercom:

"We are opening the door in approximately T-20 seconds."

"T-15" I felt a change in the air, I could hear 3 hearts beating faster than the usual BPM of demi/humans.

"T-10" Firearms were being checked and clips were being taken out and reloaded back into the M16 and Desert Eagles.

"T-5" The Firearms were adjusted and aimed towards the cell door.

"And the locks are go..." The door whirred into movement, as gears turned as the pressure was released, releasing the locks and opening the door. 

I walked a few steps in the room.

I heard a man's voice behind me say:

"Hey chump!"

I turned around saying:

'What's the problem?'

It was a middle level Foundation guard, dressed more in blue than the standard black and white clothing said:

"Nothing, catch!"

I was thrown a torch, police/S.W.A.T. kind, a small black torch with a changeable beam size.

'Thanks my man!'

He just smiled and said:

"No worries, good luck."

As he finished the sentence, the door shut in front of me. The room was pitch-black and eerily cold, the air was still, not like the usual air conditioned Foundation rooms.

I switched on the torch, the room wasn't big, but still, it was creepy nonetheless. I backed up to a wall, only to be greeted by:

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"(YYYYY/NNNNN)!!! YOU'RE FINALLY HERE!!"

I was playfully glomped from behind. Being bear-hugged from behind from concrete and rebar was a painful experience. As I was being crushed, I was saying:

'I...Z.....U......M...I....Plea....se......Let....Go.....'

I was then dropped on the floor, after catching my breath, I switched off the torch, putting it in my jacket pocket. I then turned to Izumi, saying:

'Why did you break everything?'

A hand of concrete was punched into the wall, just right of my head.
Izumi then said: