Description
You awake in a bed that's not yours. You look around you and you notice you are locked in a cell. You get up and find a door. You run-up to it and start to pound in the door with your bare fists frantically. "LET ME OUT!" You yell out in fear and anxiety. Your voice tone felt like it was scared and demanding. You stop pounding the door and lay back down on "your" bed. Pretty soon you fall asleep. Guess you'll find out what happens after you wake up. Site 23 is located at [REDACTED], Canada. Our base is roughly about half the size of New York. The base is underwater with a camouflaged entrance located at ground level. We house 10423 Class D's and contain roughly 742 SCP's. Our staff houses 20000 men and women in total, the majority being security and scientists. The 05 Council has taken our site to a liking, and therefore will one day be our main site. In roughly [REDACTED] will this ever become our main site. That is why we strive to be the best of the best. In total, we house 1852 humans and 742 SCP's. Let's hope our security is at the peak of its limit, otherwise [DATA EXPUNGED]. Note: Some of the characters in the story won't be in here. That means some (a lot of) characters like Dr. Bright and Dr. Clef, etc, won't be here because I'm too lazy to research them. :P Anyways, hope you enjoy this story. I haven't seen that many SCP stories about actual containment breach and what happens in the facility so I decided to do it myself. The perspective of the story is in the readers P.O.V. Sometimes it switches but most of the time it's in the readers P.O.V. Also, THESE DRAWINGS ARE NOT MINE! Credit to the person who drew this! Another thing, I do not own or make the SCP foundation.
Site - 23 [D-4351 ENTRY LOG-1: Orientation]
