TheErebus

The SCP Foundation. An organization dedicated to contain anomalous artifacts and beings alike. Hide them from public eye and protect humanity from the dangers of these items. With thousands of scientists and infantry, all of which are highly important in carrying out tasks that are best suited for them. However…some SCPs are a danger to humanity and require careful handling in order to contain them.

This is where the lowest of the workers in The Foundation come in. The Class-D personnel. They are considered disposable and are mainly used when testing Keter SCPs. All class-D personnel were death row prisoners. They were visited by representatives of the Foundation and convince the prisoners to join them with testing. In return, after one month of service has passed they are then released back into society as free men.

Here we have a newly drafted class-D. His name is Fredrick Wartsol. He was committed for multiple murders. Some reports even claim that he was responsible for the murder of a senator. Very recently, he was caught and sentenced to death.

The Foundation decided to ask him to join them and he gladly accepted it. To the Foundation, they had found another test subject but to him…it was his ticket to freedom.

It is now 7:35 AM in Site 17. The newly arrived class-D personnel are being assigned to their SCP and are preparing to be briefed on their tasks.

A man came up to Fredrick holding a clipboard and a pen.

“Name.”

“Name?”

“Yes your name. What is it?”

“Fredrick Wartsol”

The man scribbled down his name as well as some other bits of info.

“Your identification number is D-2881. Remember it.”

The man then moved on to the next person and asked the same questions.

He was then directed to a conference room. There are six chairs arranged in a straight line with a podium in the back end of the room. Three other men and two women walk into the room as well. They were then told by a guard to sit down and wait for the head researcher to come in.

To Fredrick, this was a new experience. The only time he had been in a room like this was back in high school. Only after a few minutes passed, the head researcher walked into the room and stood up on the podium and began to speak.

Her name was Doctor Kelly Heffnold. She was recruited into the foundation at the age of 28. She has been assigned to many SCPs but has decided that it would best if she were put under this one for specific reasons.

“Good Morning. My name is Doctor Heffnold and welcome to The SCP Foundation. This meeting is simply an introduction so therefor; I would like to first hear out your identification numbers. Let’s start with…you.”

She pointed her finger towards Fredrick. He stood up and loudly said his number.

“D-2881.”

He then sat back down and one by one the others said their numbers aloud.

2882, 2883,2884 and so on…

Fredrick was pondering about why they had given them numbers. He started to believe that they were going to take away their lives and make them some kind of mindless slave.

“Thank you. Now we may begin on the briefing.”

The projector shines on the wall and portrays the number SCP-XXXX along with an image of a [Description of SCP will be written here].

This is all I’ve written until I decide what SCP will be involved. Originally it was going to be SCP-106, but I don’t know what kind of testing they would do.

Roget, if you can throw in an SCP suggestion for this I’d be mighty grateful.