Tw:Mentions of murder

It has been about 10 years since I first started working at the foundation. I was in the middle of writing a report of test 9375 on scp 628 also known as hard-to-destroy-reptile,when I was called into my boss's office.I quickly finished the report and went to their office. They told me that I was getting an upgrade to scp 035 also known as the possessive mask's chamber as his interviewer because the old one got into an accident.

  Two mobile task force members then escorted me to his chamber. I nervously went in with a D-class,while holding a clipboard and a piece of paper with questions on it.I went over to the box containing 035 and opened it with my keycard,the d-class then took it out and wore it on his face.

"Hello 035,"

"Hello doctor,"

"So do you mind if I ask some questions?"

"No,I do not mind,"

   After asking a few questions,a terrifying alarm blasted through the speakers and then someone spoke.

  "ATTENTION,THERE HAS BEEN A BREACH IN CONTAINMENT!ALL STAFF MEMBERS PLEASE GO TO THE SAFE ROOM.I REPEAT THERE HAS BEEN A BREACH IN CONTAINMENT!ALL STAFF MEMBERS ARE TO GO TO THE SAFE ROOM!"

   My heart was pounding as I ran out of the chamber,the two mobile task force members shooting at 035 as he ran out of the chamber.I ran into the hallway without looking back,the walls were stained with blood,the floors full of corpses and there were black stains everywhere that were probably caused by 106 also known as old man.I ran like the wind as I did not want to die that day.After what felt like an enternity ,I finally found the safe room just as I was running to it,I heard someone yell for help behind me.I turned around to help them only to realize that I had been tricked and it was actually 939 also known as with many voices.I regretted doing that and immediately turned back in front and ran like I've never ran before. The doors started closing so I ran even faster and slid under it.When I was inside,I heard a loud thud on the door and thought that it was probably 939 slamming into the door.

   When everything was under control,we were allowed to go home.Walking out,we could all smell the horrible smell of blood.It was a horrific sight,corpses lying on the floor some with their necks twisted,some dismembered,some pierced through and some chomped.There were 049-2s also known as the zombies created by 049,the plague docor,everywhere.When I got home, I recalled the activities that happened that day and remembered that when I first joined,I was given the warning that I could die anyday.I guess they were right.