I’m In Charge of SCP

If there are more than one wave of enemies on the B6 floor at this moment, the situation will be complicated.

If they fight and affect that mysterious project, everyone will be wiped out.

In the best possible result, they would lose both sides, and he would go to reap the benefits, but this possibility is also unlikely.

Zhang Jue thought about it for a while, but he couldn't be sure what the final situation would turn out to be.

Time is running out, and I don't have time to talk nonsense with 2006 here.

He pulled 2006's shoulders and said mysteriously: Dude, come here, I'll teach you a scary method, I promise it will work—

Yang Xue looked at them, one person and one beast hooking their shoulders together, and muttered for a while.

Just listening to SCP-2006's continuous exclamation, I don't know what kind of damage Zhang Jue taught it.

Another minute passed before they parted reluctantly.

Okay, we should go. Zhang Jue said.

SCP2006 seemed to be reluctant to part with Zhang Jue, and said: Whenever you are free, you must come to me again, next time I will turn into something even scarier. Oh, and... look, I ate your soul !

Ah, it's so scary—— Zhang Jue exaggeratedly raised his right hand while pulling Yang Xue with his left hand, and quickly left SCP2006's sight.

...

Dr. Yang, I'm not talking about you. You don't care about your performance at all. After walking for a few minutes, Zhang Jue complained, If 2006 finds out that you are not afraid of it, we will be in big trouble. You should do more Learn from me.

Recalling Zhang Jue's exaggerated performance, Yang Xue couldn't help but roll her eyes. If she was asked to do that kind of action, she would rather be scared to death by 2006.

I said Dr. Yang, there is something wrong with your attitude—

As Zhang Jue was speaking, the green light of the walkie-talkie at his waist suddenly flickered.

This is the signal he agreed with Stationmaster Yang. From entering the B6 floor, his walkie-talkie will enter the standby state. If Stationmaster Yang has something to do, he will try to connect with him first. If it is convenient for him to talk, he will turn on the walkie-talkie .

Zhang Jue picked up the walkie-talkie: Station Master Yang, I'm Zhang Jue.

Have you entered the B6 floor, how is the situation there?

It's not optimistic. We just met 2006 in the corridor. It seems that the enemy's strategy is to release all the things contained in the site as much as possible to stop us-but this is enough to show that they may achieve their goals. It will take quite a while, and, as far as I can tell, there may be more than one enemy—not even a wave of people.”

Yang Xue glanced at Zhang Jue, she had never thought of this inference, Zhang Jue's thoughts were always more than a beat faster than hers.

Okay, please be careful, what I want to tell you is that although O5-6 still can't get through, I have already applied for special approval from the emergency response team at the headquarters to open all the permissions in site 14 to you. Now you As long as you use any computer on the B6 floor, you can get all the information on this site, including the hidden item.

nice! Zhang Jue snapped his fingers. He couldn't wait to know why the enemy went to great lengths to infiltrate site 14 and make such a big noise.

Zhang Jue and Yang Xue temporarily changed direction and came to the monitoring room.

Like the B3 floor, all the staff here were killed, all with one blow.

Zhang Jue didn't have time to check their bodies, so he quickly turned on the sleeping computer next to him.

Probably because the enemy is also in a hurry, the computer can still be used normally.

Zhang Jue entered his employee ID and key, and inquired about the floor plan of the entire B6 floor, even the secret passage was marked on it.

As stationmaster Yang said, in Zhang Jue's eyes,

Site14 no longer has any secrets to speak of.

Zhang Jue aimed at the northeast corner of the map, which was the destination of his and Yang Xue's trip, and it was probably also the target of the enemy.

I saw that the number of the anomalous item was marked on the corner of the containment room——SCP-2950

Zhang Jue clicked on the number with the mouse, and a window popped up on the computer screen, showing the details of SCP-2950.

Item #: SCP-2950

Object Class: Safe

Description: SCP-2950 is a metal folding chair.

The anomalous effects of SCP-2950 cause the person sitting on it to experience an unusually strong sense of comfort, apparently different from the normal comfort experienced by folding chairs of the same type.

Personnel seated in SCP-2950 report feeling wanting to remain in the chair forever, and are hostile to orders to leave their current position.

Testing has shown that the longer a person sits on SCP-2950, ​​the harder it is to force it out.

Personnel sitting in the chair for more than 30 minutes will absolutely refuse to leave the chair unless threatened with force;

Personnel who have sat in the chair for more than an hour are unwilling to leave the chair, even under duress.

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-2950 is to be stored in a standard Safe-class anomalous item containment locker.

Testing of SCP-2950 is indefinitely delayed due to its extremely low priority.

There are currently no plans to restart SCP-2950 testing in order to allocate resources more efficiently.

2950? Zhang Jue squeezed his chin, trying to remember in his mind, but because the number of this project is relatively late, and it is not as famous as 682 or 049, so his impression is not so deep.

Yang Xue took a peek at the information on the screen—her authority is not enough, but according to the principle of what to know, her behavior at this time does not violate the foundation's regulations.

Just one glance, she felt very strange.

A safe-level item?

Yang Xue suddenly felt, did the foundation make a mistake, would a safe project cause such a big mess?

And it seems that this folding chair seems to have no practical value at all.

She couldn't figure it out.

But Yang Xue also knows that it is impossible to falsify this kind of information, and if an accident occurs, the Foundation will pursue it, and even the O5 personnel cannot bear such a big responsibility.

She glanced at Zhang Jue, only to see that the latter frowned, and seemed to have the same concerns as hers.

...

Zhang Jue really felt very strange, which was unreasonable.

But he knew that at this point, the Foundation didn't need to lie to him.

His authority is already higher than that of Station Master Yang, and it is impossible for the foundation to sell the entire site14 backhandedly.

Looks like there's something else going on here, otherwise the Foundation wouldn't have put that chair on the B6 floor.

Just as Zhang Jue was thinking, he suddenly felt something fall on his shoulder. He pinched it with his hands and found that it seemed to be a puddle of black liquid.

In a moment, a hole was corroded by the black liquid on the clothes on his shoulders.

What is this thing? !

Zhang Jue raised his head subconsciously.

I saw the head of a rotten old man embedded in the ceiling of the corridor, and when he saw him, he showed a strange smile.

The puddle of liquid that fell on Zhang Jue's shoulder was the old man's saliva.

Damn—

Zhang Jue cursed and recognized the thing.

He knew that from the containment breach to the present, the most terrifying and powerful thing he and Yang Xue had encountered had come.