Scp-109 Novels & Stories

Countdown: T-minus thirty-one seconds. The female voice from the ceiling was calm, almost kind. “Termination protocol engaged. Subject Elias Hart-Resonance, Iteration Nine. Thirty seconds to neural cascade shutdown.” The replica, Nine, was on his knees in the server room doorway, fingers clawing at the back of his own neck like he could rip the kill switch out with his bare hands. Mara stood frozen between the two men who wore the same face. One perfect.

A system host was most likely behind this peculiarity. Almost immediately, Eithan rebutted to the system.

The guards collapsed as if their nervous systems had been unplugged. "Holy... Lyd, you’re getting better at that," June whispered, stepping over the bodies. "It’s not me," Lydia said, her voice sounding hollow. "It’s the baby. It is like a tower. It feels like home." They reached the server room. Case’s voice crackled in their ears. "I’m in. I’m downloading the Project Hart files now. But Lydia, there’s something else. There’s a floor that isn't on the blueprints. Level 101. It’s drawing massive amounts of power from the city grid."