Scp 238 Novels & Stories

The system was designed to detect ghosts — students who’d vanished but weren’t supposed to. Her name flashed again. SOPHIA MAKINDE — STATUS: ALIVE A male voice in the dark swore under his breath. He clicked the command prompt. Initiate: Containment Protocol Code: “CRIMSON WAKE” Behind the hum of servers, a second monitor showed another girl’s profile now tagged: HELENA JAMES — POTENTIAL INFECTED The machine made no sound. But someone watching was already picking up the phone. Back in Madrid — Sophia’s Small Apartment

HOST LINK – 63% Scarlett’s blood ran cold. The machine had accelerated because of her presence. No more hesitation. She slammed her finger onto CONFIRM PURGE. The server room screamed. Every monitor flared blood-red. Rows of indicator lights burst in a rapid chain reaction, showering sparks across the floor. The vault began to crack with sharp, fracturing sounds. The crystal drive inside split violently. Victor shouted, “It’s working!” Luna’s eyes widened. “The backup is collapsing!” Alexander’s face twisted in horror. “No!”

I looked at him. He was determined. Brave. Loyal. "Okay," I said. "Together." We walked toward the anchor. The liquid glowed. The wires pulsed. The anchor was waiting. I reached for it. My fingers touched the surface. The connection was immediate. I felt the Apex's consciousness. Ancient. Powerful. Desperate. It recognized me. Scarlett. Apex. You can't destroy me. I can try. You'll die. Maybe. I focused.

A line of text was scrolling across the black surface, glowing in a familiar, sickly green. "Calibration Complete. Subject 01 and 02 have reached Phase 3: Mutual Obsession. Deploying the Harvester." I looked at Jinyan, but he wasn't looking at the tablet. He was looking at the front door. The door didn't open. It didn't break. It simply turned into light. And standing in the center of our kitchen, bathed in a glow that was neither sapphire nor emerald, was a woman who looked exactly like my mother—but her skin was made of the same silver as Jinyan’s scars.

Retinal. “2147,” Keller said. Punched it in. The door hissed. Opened. Cold air. Metal. Deposit boxes wall to wall. “Yours,” Keller said to Rosie. Pointed. 2147. Middle row. Rosie stepped up. Pressed her palm to the scanner. Red light. _ACCESS DENIED. BIOMETRIC MISMATCH._ “What?” I said. Keller blinked. “That’s— that should be Arthur Blackwood’s palm. Or approved—”

The sound of Gideon Ross’s weak, bloody laugh seemed to bounce off the concrete walls of the vault, making my skin crawl. He lay pinned to the floor by Marcus's grip, but the look in his eyes was pure victory. "Alexander," I whispered, my voice trembling as I stared at the backup laptop screen. The text on the small monitor was flashing violently in a bright, toxic yellow. *Failsafe Sequence Transferred.* *Master Loop: Locked.* *Time Remaining: 00:30:00*

"Tell me how to shut the port down from the outside. Is there a manual override code?" "There is no override code left," I reply, my voice breaking on a dry sob as I look up into his dark, terrified eyes. "When we wiped the regional relay, the system didn't just delete my records. It flagged my biological markers as a secondary host for Phase Three." Liam freezes, the breath catching in his throat. "Phase Three? What the hell is Phase Three, Aiden? You never mentioned Phase Three."

A comm alert flashed on Lucien’s wristband. Ava (urgent): “LucienSera’s security net just went dark. Six infrared signatures breached Sector Three. External origin. Armed.” Lucien (already moving): “They’re here.” Sera (tight): “He sent them.” Lucien grabbed her arm. Lucien: “Go. Emergency lift. Ava will meet you on Sub-Level Seven.” Sera: “What about you?” Lucien (deadly calm): “I’m going to stall them.” Sera: “Lucien”

Scarlett said, nodding toward the training grounds where the cyber-Lycan warriors were already boarding the transport bays. As the Ark began its massive, sub-space jump toward the North Pole, Scarlett felt a chill that had nothing to do with the arctic air. In the depths of the Stellar Navigator, a new file had just decrypted. "Project Chimera: Final Objective—The Resurrection of the Prime Architect." Scarlett’s heart hammered. Xuan was gone, and the High Scientist was a prisoner. But if there was a "Prime Architect" still waiting in the Silent Gears, then the experiment was far from over.

Yet, I was so wrong. When I saw Jackal that day, I saw something in him that made me back out and depart the room. A ray of light, though not a dazzling one, united Scarlet and Jerk. Looking into my clairvoyance, I realised I had underestimated my enemy. Not only was he linked to Scarlet, possibly someone she had known when young, he was also not an ordinary human.