Scp 198 Novels & Stories

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Scar turned back fully her eyes scanning them taking notes if the bodyguards,how many minutes will it take her to beat this people up, nothing more than ten minutes,but her health,she can't risk fainting halfway in a fight. “You all get out from my property,this is a private property and this is trespassing” Scar said,they paid no heed as more cameras flashed,and more annoying questions were asked. “Did you lose your memories” “Did you have a grudge against everyone,so you disappeared to make them suffer for not standing up for you” Scar walked out as she got on a tractor, She turned the engine on ,it roared to life,she shifted the gear as the tires moved forward,the reporters screamed still

“Whatever.” Andrea waved her objections away. “It worked. Two: So far as we know, only Haunt can detect the charmer. So we ask Scy if there is any other way he can think of, then see if he has any records from his predecessor that might indicate human/Haunt crosses in your midst.” Leo sat up. “That’s not possible!” Andrea placed a hand on her stomach. “Is. Scy did say it was rare for your women to have hard labors, seemed to think it a strong indicator of rape, maybe by Haunt. Cases of pre-labor sickness could give a strong clue.”

They slipped through the side entrance using one of the access cards Victor had recovered from the tower. The inside was cold. Too white. Too clean. Scarlett's stomach turned. It reminded her of the first chamber. The original room. The beginning of all this. Camille checked the floor map. "Level three." Victor nodded. "Genetic research wing." Scarlett's pulse quickened. That was where Subject Eight would be. The elevator doors opened. The corridor beyond was silent. Too silent. Scarlett's footsteps echoed as they moved. Then A voice. Soft.

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“I’ll bring you something to eat later. You’ll be cared for. But until you remember what it means to be a Scanthin , until you remember how Sara died . Until then you’re not going anywhere.” And with that, she stepped out, shutting the door behind her, and Scar heard the lock latch. In spite of herself, she ran up the stairs to grab the doorknob, already knowing it was useless. She fiddled helplessly with the stubborn knob, and pounded once on the door, before she collapsed to her knees and began to cry.

“Anything, Alpha! I will do Anything you say!” “I’ll do whatever you command!” “Your will is ours, Alpha!” “ Okay enough now, just stop your useless plea and pay attention to what I'm going to say.” They nodded fervently, catching on my every word. “I want you to scare Abby… completely terrorize her to the point where she is scared for her life, looking over her shoulder at every turn and jumping over every shadow that crosses her path. I want her to see the threats in every corner… to wake up, screaming from nightmares about what's coming for her."

​Left alone in the gatehouse, the room felt instantly colder. ​Scarlett backed up until her spine hit the edge of the terminal table, her Beretta held at a low ready, her eyes swinging between the open doorway and the scrolling text on the laptop. ​[PROGRESS: 44%] [SECTOR_09: WIPE_FAILED_RETRIAL] [SECTOR_10: PURGING...]

How can he be compared to you? Tristan tapped his fingers on the table and made up his mind. "Alright, Matthew, you're coming with me." … "Esther!" I didn't expect to run into Tristan here in Straburgh. As I walked down the hallway after coming out of the restroom, I heard him call my name. After eight years, I recognized his voice instantly. Looking toward the voice, I saw him leaning against the wall with a glass of wine in hand while squinting at me. It seemed like he had been waiting for me on purpose.