Scp-328 Novels & Stories

What did that even mean? “I have no idea what you're getting at,”she said to the young girl.”What are you speaking of?” “She has lived in the shadows for a long time,watching and waiting for you.” “You’re not making any sense,”Beth replied,agitation rising in her voice. “Have you not felt her Beth?Here in your home?She watches you,growing stronger every day,she wants your life and she will end it when she’s ready.” Now Beth was getting mad.Were hallucinations supposed to be this annoying?

“Yeah, yeah. I just need your room number, if you don’t mind.” “3210. What happened?” “Nothing. I’m just leaving you a note at the reception.” “Oh, okay. Just gimme a minute. Don’t disconnect, okay?” “Sure, I’ll wait.” I handed the envelope to the receptionist again, phone still to my ear. It felt nice, proving I wasn’t just some crazy fan trying to ambush a celeb. “Room 3210.” The man had hardly touched the envelope when a hand materialized out of nowhere from behind me. A hand with a very particular tattoo between his index and his thumb. The receptionist nodded, still smiling, and let the hand have it.

I really wanted to stay with our kids, but stopping this new threat was a main priority now. Sophia looked thoughtful, then pointed to a specific configuration near the edge of her pattern. "Here. Where Mommy and Daddy are going. The biggest door is almost open." Her finger moved to another section. "And here. Close to us. The crying man sent shadows to find me." Alex went alert, and I gasped, grabbing Liam's arm. Reid looked around before grabbing her communication device. She meant business and also promised me in my office that she would protect us all with her life if it came down to it. Her apologies for my younger years were an everyday thing. She always felt bad that she didn't stop t

“Looking for someone, Detective?” My blood turns to ice. Lydia. “Show yourself,” Sebastian demands. A laugh echoes through the channel. “I’m everywhere you’re not. Did you really think I’d walk into your trap? How adorable.” “Where is Daniel Sterling?” “Oh, he’s safe. For now.” A pause. “But you should check the thirty-eight floor. I left you a present.” The line goes dead. Agent Nova is barking orders, coordinating response teams. But I’m not listening anymore. Because the thirty-eight-floor camera just came back online. And what I see stops my heart.

The other was a tall man with the permanent scowl of someone who'd once been a bureaucrat and now had to carry a gun. The woman introduced herself as Marta Sánchez, formerly Control Acquisition Division. The man, DeWitt, didn’t give a first name. Marta pulled a tarp off a metal cart. What lay beneath looked like a human brain, roughly basketball-sized, mounted on a mess of tentacles and chitinous limbs. It had no eyes, but ridges across its central mass pulsed faintly, as if registering light. "Meet the enemy," Marta said. "This is a dead one. We think. Don’t poke it."

“All in due time cara mia. In the meantime, I have dropped a present off at the Sinai Center. Just a small token of my—depravation.” The line went dead. “Bring up the center, open the intercoms,” Anabella said frantically. Sure enough, there was a man, a vampire, walking towards the hospital. He was several blocks away. “Team two and three are closest,” an operator said. “Team two and three head to the Sinai Center now,” Anabella shouted. “Target 6 is approaching.”

It contained a list of events. First contact, Observation, Interference, Isolation. I scrolled further. Then stopped. One line had been highlighted. DO NOT ALLOW THE TWO SUBJECTS TO DISCOVER THE THIRD. Akira read it over my shoulder. “Third?” I nodded. “The person whose name was erased.” She looked at me. “Who is the third subject?” “I don't know.” A sudden noise came from the hallway. We all froze. Footsteps. Again..Someone was coming. I quickly shut the phone off. Adrienne whispered, “There's nowhere to hide.” I looked around. Then I noticed another door at the far end of the room.

Avery stared directly into his grey irises, attempting to extract a single watt of human resonance from the tyrant before her. Yet those pupils held no guilt—only an unyielding, absolute certainty. "That constitutes my own department's liability." She violently broke his grip, driving her fist back into his chest. "Speak! Where is she?" 杰西卡靠在走廊墙上，双臂抱胸，饶有兴味地看着。 "Kessler, how much longer does your network intend to execute this theater? Her biological source was extracted from the sector three years ago under your direct authorization. Even my department lacks the coordinates of her current cell. You treat every asset on this board as a disposable piece—"

"Don't. Just run. Take the sled in the back. Tessa knows the way." "I'm done running from men in suits," I said. I reached for the collar. My fingertips brushed the cold metal, and a surge of static electricity threw me back against the stone hearth. The room spun. My stomach cramped with a sharp, warning pain that made me cry out. Not now, I pleaded with the life inside me. Just five more minutes. "Target 802 pulse erratic," the speakers hissed. "Extraction protocol: Alpha. Execute." The silver blade hovering over Tessa’s throat dropped.

“How long ago?” “Minutes.” “Who authorized them?” “Government entities.” “Voluntarily?” Koa shook his head. “Some.” That single word told me enough. Pressure. Fear. Manipulation. Malachai wasn't buying an army. He was buying eyes. Then the tablet changed. SUPERNATURAL ENERGY ANOMALY DETECTED. A second notification appeared. ANCHOR TWO: RESPONSE DETECTED. The valley fell silent. Another appeared. ANCHOR THREE: RESPONSE DETECTED.