I’m In Charge of SCP

"Judging from this series of circumstances, I am sure that this is not a normal containment breach. It is definitely organized and premeditated. Someone deliberately released the anomalies and helped them to fight against the Foundation." Zhang Jue said.

After he finished, Yang Xue froze for a moment. Site-14 in the CN area was a large-scale site, the defense level was high, and many security personnel was stationed here. The enemy dared to intrude here?

However, combined with the situation at the site, Zhang Jue's judgment was most likely correct. Other than that, there was no other reasonable explanation.

She subconsciously asked, "Who could it be?"

Zhang Jue shrugged, "That's a lot. As far as I know, there are quite a few organizations with different philosophies from the Foundation, and with your rank, you should be able to look up relevant information, such as the Serpent's Hand, Chaos Insurgency, or something, I don't think it's the GOC (Global Occult Coalition), after all, their goal is to destroy all anomalies, not to release them. "

Yang Xue looked at Zhang Jue in amazement, realizing that he didn't just know all about those anomaly programs. He even knew these secret organizations like the back of his hand. The names he had just mentioned were ones that the average person might not have even heard of.

Seeing her gaze, Zhang Jue spread his hands, "Don't look at me with that adoring look. Am I wrong for knowing more about it?"

Yang Xue was about to speak when Zhang Jue suddenly put his index finger to his mouth, "Shh--"

The original terrifying atmosphere had been diluted by the two men in the middle of a conversation, and it was only when Zhang Jue made this gesture that Yang Xue remembered that the two men had been moving forward are in danger.

At Zhang Jue's gesture, Yang Xue stopped and listened sideways, and indeed was heard a faint voice coming from around the corner in front of him.

"Help me..." The voice seems far away, seemingly, very faint, floating in this dark corridor, seems more and more seeping.

"Help me..." The voice came again. It seemed to be a male. Yang Xue wanted to check it out but was pulled by Zhang Jue.

Yang Xue questioned in a low voice, "What for, don't you hear someone asking for help?"

"I have to." Zhang Jue let go of his hand and said the same line as before, "I'll remember to burn your paper on this day next year."

When Zhang Jue said that, Yang Xue was also a little scared, but she couldn't do it without saving her life. After a slight hesitation, she slowly walked towards that corner.

Three steps.

Two steps.

One step.

She could even hear her heartbeat. Yang Xue pressed against the wall and slowly poked her head out. A bloody mouth with fangs lunged straight at her.

"Ahh!" Yang Xue screamed almost instinctively. Her legs were weakened, and she couldn't move at all.

Zhang Jue, who had anticipated the danger, was not far away, and regardless of what Yang Xue saw, he ran behind her in three steps, picked her up, and ran. After receiving Shirley's ability, Zhang Jue's physique has changed significantly. His injury was not yet fully recovered, but he can already carry the weight of an adult walk with ease.

He ran all the way wildly, with the sound of pursuing footsteps coming from behind him as if they were animals running. He took a moment to look back, and in the darkness, two horrible-looking reptiles were coming after him.

They had no eyes, and their mouths and spines were lined with sharp, pointed teeth, each a few centimeters long. With just one glance, Zhang Jue recognized the thing chasing them was something terrifying. It was fucking SCP-939.

Item No: SCP-939

Object Class: Keter

Description: SCP-939 is a swarming warm-blooded carnivore whose multiple body systems have produced a degenerative condition similar to that of cave-dwelling creatures. The skin of SCP-939 is translucent red. It is highly absorbent and chemically consists of Hemoglobins.

The average height of SCP-939 when upright is 2.2 m, and the average weight is 250 kg, but the weight varies widely among individuals. Each of their limbs ends with a claw consisting of three long fingers and a fourth finger in opposite directions, and the claws are covered with spiny hairs that enhance climbing ability. Their heads are elongated, lack of eyes and orbital parts, and they do not have a skull.

SCP-939 traps its prey primarily by mimicking human speech with the voices of its past victims, but mimicry of other creatures and nocturnal initiations have also been documented. How SCP-939 learns the voices of its victims are unknown, and some individuals of SCP-939 have been documented to mimic the voices of their victims without hearing them speak.

Recent analysis has also been unable to identify differences between the voices imitated by SCP-939 and the victims' own voice, so the use of voice recognition access control systems in facilities housing SCP-939 is strongly discouraged.

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-939 is to be contained in an armed biochemical containment area in a 10 m x 10 m x 3 m compartment of type 1163-A or 1163-B. Both compartments are temperature-controlled, negative-pressure compartments with four walls reinforced by reinforced concrete.

The entrance and exit of the compartment are airtight iron gates with a sterilization room on the outside. The observation window is made of composite bullet-proof glass, 10 cm thick, and is protected by a 100 kV grid covering the window. The humidity of the compartment is maintained at 100% and the temperature at 16°C.

SCP-939 entities are always under the surveillance of infrared cameras. Access to the containment area, observation room, or direct access to SCP-939 requires a Level 4 or higher clearance.

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SCP-939, known as The Beast With Many Voices, is best at imitating human voices to draw the target in and then prey on it- another typical case of fishing tactic. Yang Xue knew them, but she failed to react at once under the circumstances.

"What should we do now?" Zhang Jue shouted as he ran, The Beast With Many Voices chasing them all the way down, and they were already out of the option to run.

Yang Xue had just been startled by the sudden appearance of SCP-939, but by now, she had already recovered. After all, she was a doctor of the SCP Foundation, and her mental quality was much stronger than the average person.

She was held on Zhang Jue's shoulders, bumping along the way, trying to concentrate on her spirit, identifying the surrounding scenery in the darkness. "Turn left at the intersection ahead, turn right at the intersection after 20 meters, at the end is the nearest elevator room, you need to unlock the door access with your fingerprint."

"Understood."

The conversation between them was made in the most concise way possible because the two Beasts With Many Voices were not far behind, and if there were a slight delay, they would both have been torn to pieces.

Following Yang Xue's instructions, Zhang Jue turned left at the first intersection, walked 20 meters ahead, and then turned right, seeing that he was about to reach the door of the elevator room. Just then, a man in a long robe with a leathery mask came out of a side room and was blocking their path.

In the darkness, one could vaguely see that this person's face, surprisingly, had a bird's beak. In his hand, two sharp scalpels were faintly glowing. A few moments later, a dozen Foundation security personnel came out in a line, came to his side, and stood in two rows.

Their expressions were dull, their eyes empty, and they looked at Zhang Jue and Yang Xue as if they were two corpses.