Scp-661 Novels & Stories

luck was very happy as well as those of the clan, they retired towards the new house, in that Julius goes towards the torture area. When he arrived at the area all the red team was in different rooms, one of them was melisa, it was the first one where Julius entered, "please can stop the recordings, what I will attend to with her is private category" SS "so I ask you discretion, "the guards" yes, of course, "entering the room, I look at Melisa with shackles on her feet and hands, which were in the shape of an X," I see that you are comfortable Melisa, "she said" my father He will come, ”Julius interrupts her,“ I don't think, he's busy in Venice and even if he's quick he won't arrive until to

Then— She saw it. A flash. A door. Faintly stamped near the biometric panel: Level VI. Her eyes widened. “It was… it was the door right after the failed test. When the doctor came running in screaming, ‘It worked!’—the scream came right before that. I remember now... the door had Level VI printed on it, clear as day.” Charles shot up from his seat. “Then that’s where they’re keeping the real project. Not the demo floor with the animals, not the staged trials. Level VI holds the key.”

I held her tighter. She fell asleep curled next to me on the couch, bunny in hand, breath slow and untroubled. I stared at the ceiling, every crack and beam suddenly suspicious. Cameron handed me a tablet with decrypted logs. The intrusion had followed a trail used by Irenic years ago specifically, one linked to Delta-Six. That name punched a hole in my chest. Delta-Six was supposed to be dead.

The silence in the crisis room was so deep that it hummed. The recovered footage label still glowed on the screen like a warning flare: SURVEILLANCE ARCHIVE SUBJECTS: LILA MONROE & DOMINIC HALE LOCATION: SUBLEVEL—6 YEARS AGO Dominic stared at it as if the ground had vanished beneath him. Lila couldn’t breathe. Eli clung to her hip, burying his face in her shirt. No one spoke. No one moved.

Across from Frederick, the black-clad man's smile slowly faded, his expression growing cold. "Nice strategy! It seems our plans have been exposed," he said, his tone darkening. "What's your rank in Organization V?" Frederick asked, his face impassive. "I’m the one in charge of Aston State. My code name is Six," Six replied. "It troubles me that you’re making such a fuss!" Frederick smiled faintly. "If you're scared, then surrender. Tell me everything you know if you want to live, and I’ll guarantee you'll live a few more years!"

She flinched. Pain lanced behind her eyes, sharper this time, like someone had shoved a needle into the back of her skull. “Don’t chase ghosts,” Elara said, watching the micro‑twitch in her facial muscles. “They are inefficient.” On one screen, the footage paused on Kael’s close‑cropped ID photo. Hard light. Mugshot quality. > **PRIMARY THREAT: KAEL PETROV.** > **ROLE: BRATVA KINGPIN / SIREN DISRUPTOR.**

“They erased every trace of his existence. Every file. Every photo. But not this. This was buried, not deleted.” The screen in front of her flickered, then steadied. A video began to play. Her breath caught. It was a man with dark hair streaked with silver and eyes unmistakably hers. Laugh lines, strong jaw, that familiar crease between his brows when he frowned. A voice spoke over the footage, clinical and cold. “Subject: Dr. Marcus Harper. Former Chief Systems Architect, Crescent Initiative. Status: Terminated. Protocol: Specter Override failed. Subject not recovered.”

From my vantage point, I can see that the room is empty, so I don’t waste time sliding the badge card, ad slipping inside to snoop around. It doesn’t take long for me to find what I’m looking for. There’s literally a file lying upon one of the tables and cabinet of archives behind it. As I sort through the file, my heart begins to stutter, and my breathing becomes heavy. Eyes wide, I read through a file describing the kidnapping of and experimentation of several creatures and humans. At first, I can’t believe they’d leave something so condemning lying around. Then again, I’m sure they don’t expect any unauthorized people to be snooping around, considering the main floor is guarded, and all o