Scp-255 Novels & Stories

A new voice, distorted and mechanical, crackled through the nursery’s speakers, bypassing the Faraday shielding entirely. “Sovereign identified,” the voice rasped. “Initiating Harvest Phase Two.” Damian’s smile vanished. For the first time since I entered this cage, I saw a flicker of something in his expression that looked remarkably like fear.

Matthew replied, "Every information network in the facility can only be accessed by local channels here!" They finally reached a section of pods with a Label Y. They both looked up and saw the subject Y-23T2 still unconscious within. The same dark skin human-looking fiend who caused major chaos some days ago, laying on the other side of the barrier. Matthew dabbed on his watch. Several panels of information manifested in front of him, all with Yaksha's information on it. He also clicked on the button beside the pod until a woman's figure manifested in front of them. Her features and movement were too mechanical to be a human's.

It was glowing again, a frantic, warning violet. "It's a Divergent," David Vance said from his bunk, his voice filled with a new kind of terror. "An Architect that has been partially consumed by the Void. It’s a Biological Parasite now. It doesn't want the Key. It wants a host." The scratching sound moved to the hatch. The heavy steel wheel began to turn, the internal Pressure Seals (the rubber gaskets that keep water out) hissing as they were forced open from the outside. "It’s opening the door," Kazimir snarled. He shoved Elara behind him, his body becoming a literal shield between her and the hatch. "Mina, get the power back on! Now!"

“Alright.” As they took the left corridor, the hum of old machinery returned—an unnatural sound, too rhythmic to be background noise. Damien's hand instinctively rested on his weapon. Aurora moved closer, tense but composed. Then, they found it. A large, circular vault door stood at the end of the hallway, with a biometric scanner and rusted keypad. The sign above read: SUBJECT NULL – RESTRICTED. LEVEL 6 CLEARANCE REQUIRED. Damien’s heart pounded. “We’re here.”