This sucks.... my last host was 3 weeks ago, and it doesn't look like more are coming anytime soon. I wonder if they just, forgot, about me.
I'm too beautiful to be forgotten about though! I'm sure that if anyone left this facility they would at least have me on their mind. I mean, look at Me! I'm amazing, charming, and a great actor, as I mentioned before.
Now I know that I might sound full of myself but-
"Attention all Security Detail, SCP-079 has breached The Foundations digital Firewall! The Site Director and 05-Council Members accompanying him suspect an incoming breach."
Well, well, well.... today might be my lucky day. But then again, who would come into a Keter classes cell during a Containment Breach? I hope my luck hasn't run out yet!
The automated voice came on the speakers again.
"SCP-079 has opened the cell doors to SCP-096, SCP-049, SCP-173, and SCP-035. All Security Detail please report to these Cells immediately. A Rapid Response Team is on route, and will be here in 15 minutes. All foundation personnel, proceed with standard breach protocol to ensure your safety."
I guess it really is my lucky day! If my cell is open, then that means there will be people outside....which means more hosts.
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I can hear voices, people yelling at one another to stay on task, and make sure I don't escape. Now, I hear gunshots....louder and louder.
They stopped, I can still hear people running around, inhumane screams, necks snapping. Hell, I even hear an old friend. I can't seem to recall his name though, just his voice.
While the alarms and gunshots have sounded, I can hear something else...something.....inside my cell!
A Security Guard came in! He looked beat up, his yellow, helmet visor was cracked, with blood seeping through it, it might not be a good first host, but it'll work.
The Man slowly came up to me, mumbling, answering to the voices of my lures. He put me on. His body twisted and turned in abnormal ways, his screams told me that he regretted everything that led up to this moment, but it was too late.
