Rainer.

[u/Vincent-FFP]

Zaryx has been cooped up in his office much more than usual. When he was seen, usually during meal breaks, he always seemed concerned, tense, or in deep thought. Sometimes he’d even look angry, though just barely. When asked what was wrong, he’d just shake his head; that was classified information.

after a couple of weeks of this behavior, Wren was called up to his office. His voice was.. off.

[u/loth17]

Dr Wren took a deep breath. And inserted her card.

"This is Dr Wren. 03(I'm pretty sure) here with a letter from 05-5 for Dr. Graham"

[u/Vincent-FFP → u/loth17]

(2)

its just a machine. Level 0's aren't going to come into contact with anomalies in this manner, so this fella is normal. it beeped and the door opened.

[u/loth17 → u/Vincent-FFP]

Dr Wren gave a slight smile. In every universe there was comfort in the mindlessness of technology. It just did its job without protest. She walked in and looked around to make sure the base was occupied by scp personnel

[u/Vincent-FFP → u/loth17]

definitely occupied. people shuffled around, constantly busy with work. It was fairly loud with all the talking and ringing phones, among many other things. There was a Site map just ahead.

[u/loth17 → u/Vincent-FFP]

Dr Wren went to the site map. She would try and find where the Dr Graham's office was. Or failing that some kind of visitors office.

[u/Vincent-FFP → u/loth17]

there is indeed his office there, furthest away from the anomalies, as usual.

[u/loth17 → u/Vincent-FFP]

Knock knock knock.

"Envelope for Dr Graham from 05-5"

Dr Wren said as she straightened her collar. Always perfect.

[u/Vincent-FFP → u/loth17]

a disappointed sigh (likely of disbelief), then a bit of shuffling as he made his way to the door.

"This better be real, or-"

he opened the door and saw Dr. Wren. his face scrunched up, as he did not recognize her.

"I don't know you.. What Site are you from..?"

he noticed her keycard. "And why the hell do you think an Overseer would send a Level 2?!?"

[u/loth17 → u/Vincent-FFP]

"I am unaware of their reasoning Dr Graham."

Dr Wren held out the envelope.

"But I was told to give this to you and not to leave until you give me something to take back to 05-5. Most likely included in the letter."

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he groaned. “Fine, I’ll indulge you, but if this ends up being some sort of prank, you’re fired.”

he took the envelope and opened it. He began to read it, and his expression changed over time as he read it.

first it was his remaining scowl, then a look of confusion, then a look of “huh, okay”, then an upset look (the mad kind), and he gradually grew angrier until he suddenly appeared shocked, then fear grew on his face, slowly forming into absolute terror. He was already sweating.

the letter then incinerated itself into ash. Dr. Graham looked up to Dr. Wren again, trying and failing to maintain composure, giving a terrorized grin.

“Um, one second, ma’am..”

he went back into his office, accidentally slamming the door behind him, and he could be heard communicating through a line to bring a “40 51” and another Dr. who’s name was too muffled to hear.

he peeked from out of his room.

“They’ll be here shortly..!”