I’m In Charge of SCP

If there were more than one wave of enemies on the B6 level at this moment, the situation would be complicated. In case they fight and disturb that mysterious Object, everyone will be nuked and flattened to death. The best outcome would be for them to fight and lose and for him to go and reap the benefits, but for that possibility to happen was really unlikely.

Zhang Jue had been thinking in his mind for a while, but he couldn't be sure how the situation would turn out in the end. Time was of the essence, and there was no time to talk about it with SCP-2006.

He pulled SCP-2006's shoulder and said confidently, "Dude, come here, I'll teach you a way to scare people, and it's guaranteed to be scary."

Yang Xue watched them hooking up and muttering for a while. Only to hear SCP-2006 keep making an awe-inspiring reaction, wondering what kind of damaging tricks Zhang Jue had taught him. Another minute passed before they split up.

"Okay, we should go now." Zhang Jue said.

SCP-2006 seemed a little sad to see Zhang Jue left and said, "When you're free, be sure to visit me again. Next time I'll turn into something even scarier. Oh, and watch me eat your soul!"

"Ah, how scary-" Zhang Jue raised his right hand pompously while pulling Yang Xue with his left hand and quickly left SCP-2006's line of sight.

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"Dr. Yang, not that I'm complaining about you. Your act wasn't convincing at all." After walking for a few minutes, Zhang Jue spoke out, "In case SCP-2006 saw that you're not afraid of it, we'll be in big trouble. You should learn more from me."

Thinking back to Zhang Jue's pompous performance, Yang Xue couldn't help but roll her eyes. If she had to do that kind of action, she'd rather be scared to death by SCP-2006.

"I'm just saying, Dr. Yang, you have a problem with that kind of manner," Zhang Jue said, and suddenly the green light on the walkie-talkie at his waist flashed.

This was the signal he had agreed to with Site Director Wenbai. From the moment he entered the B6 floor, his walkie-talkie would be put on standby, and if he had something to do, he would first try to "connect" with him and would only turn it on if it was convenient for him to talk.

Zhang Jue picked up the walkie-talkie: "Site Director Wenbai, this is Zhang Jue."

"Have you entered the B6 level yet? What's the situation there?"

"Not good, we just met SCP-2006 in the corridor, it seems that the enemy's strategy is to release as many of the SCP that are contained in this site as possible to block us - but that's enough to show that it may take them quite a long time to achieve their goal, besides, according to my speculation that there might be more than one enemy – not some people belonging to a group of forces."

Yang Xue glanced at Zhang Jue, and this deduction had not occurred to her. Zhang Jue's mind had always been more than a step ahead of her.

"Okay, please be careful. What I have to tell you is that although O5-6 still hasn't gotten through, I've applied for special permission from the headquarters emergency team to open up all the permissions within Site-14 to you. Now you can get all the information on this site, including that hidden Object, just by using any computers on the B6 floor. "

"Nice!" Zhang Jue snapped his fingers; he couldn't wait to find out what the enemy had gone to the trouble of infiltrating Site-14 and making such a big deal out of it.

Zhang Jue and Yang Xue temporarily changed direction and went to the surveillance room. Like the B3 floor, the staff here had all been killed, all in one swoop. Zhang Jue didn't have time to examine their corpses and quickly opened the idle computer next to him. Probably because the enemy was also in a hurry, the computer was still functional.

Zhang Jue entered his Staff ID and his keyphrase and looked up the map of the entire B6 floor and with the secret passage marked on it. As Site Director Wenbai had said, in Zhang Jue's eyes, Site-14 had no more secrets left to be hidden.

Zhang Jue glanced at the northeast corner of the map, where he and Yang Xue were headed for this mission, and presumably the intruder's target. In the far corner of the containment room, there was the anomaly number - SCP-2950.

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

Item No: SCP-2950

Object Class: Safe

Description: SCP-2950 is a metal folding chair. The anomalous effect of SCP-2950 will make people sitting on it feel an unusually strong sense of comfort, and different from the normal comfort brought by the same type of folding chair.

Individuals that sit in SCP-2950 report that they feel as if they need to sit in the chair constantly and are often hostile when asked to leave their position. Tests have shown that the longer someone sat on the SCP-2950, the more difficult it was to force them to leave.

Subjects who sit in the chair for longer than 30 minutes cannot be removed from the chair without the use of force. Subjects who sit in the chair for longer than one hour cannot be coerced into leaving the chair.

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

Testing on SCP-2950 is currently indefinitely suspended due to its extremely low priority. There are no plans to revive testing SCP-2950 due to the need to use resources more efficiently.

"SCP-2950?" Zhang Jue pinched his chin and tried to recall it in his mind, but because the item's number was relatively distant and not as famous as SCP-682 or SCP-049, he was not that impressed.

Yang Xue secretly looked at the information on the screen - her authority is not enough, but according to the guide, her behavior does not violate the rules of the Foundation. Just a glance, she felt a strange feeling.

A Safe level Object?

Yang Xue thought to herself, was it a mistake made by the Foundation that a Safe level of Object will lead to such a big mess? And it looks like this folding chair seems to have no dangerous value at all.

She was puzzled. But Yang Xue also understands that this information was impossible to fake. In case it caused an accident, and the Foundation was responsible for it, the O5 Council couldn't afford this kind of mistake.

She glanced at Zhang Jue, only to see that he was frowning, looking like he also had the same concerns as her. Zhang Jue did feel a little bit strange. It didn't make sense. But he knew that there was no need for the Foundation to lie to him at this point.

His authority was already higher than Site Director Wenbai, and it was always impossible for the Foundation Site-14 to fall in one swoop. It seems that there was something else going on here. Otherwise, the Foundation would not have put that chair on the B6 floor.

Zhang Jue was thinking about it when he suddenly felt something fall onto his shoulder. He squeezed it with his hand and found what seemed to be a lump of black goo. In a few moments, the clothes on his shoulder had been corroded by the black goo and made a hole.

What is this stuff? Zhang Jue subconsciously lifted his head.

He saw a decaying old man's head embedded in the ceiling of the corridor, and when he looked at it, he gave a strange smile. The puddle of liquid that had fallen on Zhang Jue's shoulder was none other than the old man's saliva.

"Crap--" Zhang Jue cursed, recognizing the thing.

He knew that the scariest, most powerful thing he and Yang Xue had encountered since the containment had breached was here.