Scp-156 Novels & Stories

The room was silent. Only the faint hum of Zelios' electrical lights broke the stillness. Sera stood motionless before her desk, her eyes resting on the scattered files she had spent hours reading. Reports lay open one over another, their yellowed pages filled with decades of observations, failed experiments, blood analyses, and names that should have remained buried. Project Crimson Hunger. Crimson Blood. Subject H-01. Husen. She slowly reached for the final report and closed it. The soft thud echoed through the room. For several long moments, she simply stared at the worn cover.

A holographic projection expanded across the opposite wall. Documents appeared. Military-grade classification markings. Top-level clearance. S-Class. Vivienne stirred awake. The projection reflected in her eyes. She looked at the wall. Just once. That was enough. Her entire body froze. A photograph filled the screen. A girl. Fifteen years old. Pale. Motionless. Eyes closed. No signs of life. It was her. The younger Vivienne. Beneath the image, blood-red text glowed across the report. [Time of Death: Fifteen Years Ago]

"State the completely classified vocal passcode." Hot, incredibly thick tears of absolute defeat streamed continuously down his dirt-caked cheeks. "Ascension... Protocol... Omega... Seven... Nine... Absolute," Aryan choked out pathetically. "Excellent," Kiara whispered lethally. She elegantly picked up the highly advanced biometric retinal scanner. "Now, forcefully open your entirely pathetic, heavily bloodshot eyes."

All the doubt, anger, and suspicion vanished in the face of that tiny, frail voice. Officer Holt's voice came urgently through my phone. "Sophia, we see him! He's in the hidden chamber of Unit 1204! Hold on tight! We'll organize a breach immediately and—" "It's too late," I interrupted. "Professor Walker's system is linked to mine. He just triggered a self-destruct program. In 15 minutes, the oxygen in that hidden chamber will run out." "What?" "Officer Holt," I uttered with a newfound numbness, "only I can save him now."

He knew what she was thinking, but he wasn't finished. “And the Sable Communion,” he continued, turning to Marco, one of his most trusted men. “Activate emergency protocol five. Every single piece of evidence, every document, every file related to Felix. I want it all locked down. Seal the room electronically and physically. No one touches it, not even me. Do I make myself clear?” Marco nodded, already on his way. “Crystal, boss.” Victor turned back to Isabella. “You’re not leaving my sight for the next seventy-two hours. Understand?”

Inside, a small safe, biometric lock already bypassed by a portable reader. The agent pulled out a single USB drive and a folded sheet of paper. Ramirez took the drive first. Plugged it into a field laptop. The screen bloomed with folders, “Contingency_01.mp4,” “Asset_Redirect_Accounts,” “Final_Drop_Sequence.” She opened the note. Handwritten in Lucien’s precise script: If the first video fails to contain the narrative, release Contingency_01. Ophelia Logan Sinclair, full culpability chain.

[Scene 6: Suspense] We pulled apart as a low-frequency hum vibrated through the concrete slab. One of the obsidian ships had entered the harbor, its bow cutting through the water with terrifying precision. A single beam of black light—a negative-spectrum laser—shot out from the ship, scanning the ruins of the mansion. It stopped on us. "They’ve locked onto the somatic signature," Dante muttered, his hand going to the master drive still embedded in my wrist. "They aren't sending a diplomat, Ivy. They're sending a Retrieval Unit."

That was answer enough. Fourth twist. She brought up the ledger mirror, ready for anything—except what she saw. A new entry flickered across the screen. Timestamp: after the heist. Subject Status: CONFIRMED ACTIVE. Bloodline: WHITE WOLF — PRIME VARIANT. Containment Probability: DECLINING.

I know she’s both thinking about the safety of the pack and my own exhaustion level. “The police are on their way to meet Scar where Channing found the dead human. And,” I say looking up to glance at the clock on my office wall, “in just about six hours, Leader Bruno will be here to talk to us and Scar’s parents about their experiences with the undead, so we can have some ideas in place for when Scarlett contacts COWS. You know she’ll want you in on that meeting, too.” That’s another great thing about Scarlett — she recognizes the value that the mate brings to the table. Zella, Asher and Lupita aren’t just the mates of myself, Bree and Jacob, granting them the titles of Beta, Gamma and Delta

I don't know if I will succeed in rescuing him because I'm sure the criminal who hid him there will surely hunt me for the failure I made in the job he has given me. Here are the front door entrance combinations: *0926# and *6104#. The study where he has hidden him is *6104#. There's a table inside the study, and inside the right drawer is the button to open the secret passage to the underground, where the man is. The light switch is also in the drawer. It will move on the right so you have to stand a little far after pressing the button. "It's positive that my dad is in the mansion?" I asked.