Unaware of were you where, a lost soul, trapped in a unfamiliar facility, for something you did in the past, that you did not know about. Pushed around by guards, each day of your life as a Class-D, unknown to you, a bond would be formed between you and a strange unknown anomaly refereed to as SCP-049. You being a subject personnel with the title of Class-D:[Y/NU], used for the purpose of testing among the professional classes. Under the control of the facility, under the control of the Doctors and guards, feeling as useless as the other D-Class that where trapped here, yet they had a reason for being here, a reason that you also had, but knew nothing of it. What did you do to put you in this hell? How could you escape it to freedom? [Title art by me, some ocs in this fic. Remake of the original on my lost wattpad account AnNewWriter. Enjoy!]