Scp 812 Novels & Stories

Coming to clean up. But then Lucas turned. His eyes fell on the desk, on the silver locket Marcus had dropped. He walked over, picked it up, and pried it open. Under the scrap of silk with the coordinates, there was a small, black electronic key. A little green light on it blinked. "He wasn't just talking about himself," Lucas said, his face going chalk-white. He held up the key. A tiny screen on it glowed with red numbers, counting down. VANCE SECURITY PROTOCOL: FINAL SOLUTION ACTIVE. DETONATION IN: 120 SECONDS.

"Okay, now listen to me carefully. You need to get out of here, and you need to do it quick. I don't know how longer I can hold my senses. The aphrodisiac is quite powerful. Can you do that?" Sophia nodded again, her big eyes fixed on the man's face. Despite everything that had happened, she felt safe around him. His words and his touch gave her a sense of security that she hadn't ever felt with Marvin or anyone else that she could remember. "Good. Listen, when you get to the door. Open it. The key card is right there on the table. Shut this room's door and make your way to Room 128. Knock on the door three times, and if your companions are in, they will let you in. You understand, kitty?"

"You think... Arthur is the danger? You think I am the one... He is afraid of?" Vesper pointed toward the back of the ship. A third door opened slowly. A tall thin figure walked out. It was not a man. It was not an alien. It was a machine made of bone and gold wires. It held a clipboard made of glass. "Patient 81 " the machine said. Its voice was a copy of June’s own voice. "It is time for your exam." The machine raised a hand. The violet light from Vesper and the purple light from June were suddenly sucked toward the machine.

Detroit said, not looking back, “continue observation on Subject Eight. Begin Phase Three when I authorize it. And make sure the neural restraints are reinforced. I don’t want a repeat of last month.” “Yes, sir,” the doctor said quickly, already typing on her pad. Silver would like to know Mia’s fate, but she knew better than poking her nose into everything. She hated people who don't mind their business either. They moved on from the chamber, their reflections gliding across the mirrored glass as they walked deeper into the heart of the facility. The deeper they went, the quieter it became…until even their footsteps was swallowed by the silence. They reached another door at the end of the c

"I'll do a remote test, make sure we're not triggering anything." "I can handle that." "No, you can't. The password is a cipher only I know. I tell you, you can't use it. Answer the next time I fucking call." Scott jabbed at the red button. Yeah, it would be a cold day in hell before he breathed that name to Lila. Delivering that cipher to her was a death sentence for him. He slid out of the SUV and stalked up the stairs.

Prince Axel was on a rampage within, he was too excited to have the Omega inside the tank within close distance, cuddle, snuggle, rubbing their noses like the old times and shared hot times. “Xerahn your finally back” he teared up Axel watched him closely, and Penelope looked back at him, trying to imitate his movements. “How is Xerahn SC1?” Axel said without looking, staring only at Penelope's obsidian black eyes. SC1 means Scientists #1, Axel doesn't like to call anyone by name, so everyone around the lab are not using their original name. “The electric shock wave works pretty well, and we detected no side effects, he is indeed the perfect one”

"Expand the address word, it is fine using seductive way." "We can play all the time, at my home." "Where are you now?" "Near the grave, at the very edge, turn left, turn right, go down, go up, step forward 5 times, step back 10 times, shake 10 times." (Do at your own risk, don't do it at your home!) "Feel given a challenge back, Pass. Next." "I have many toys at home, wanna come?" "Where is your home?" "Orochimaru Headquarters, 15 Scotts Road #05-10 Thong Teck Building, Singapore."

Scott Fowler nodded and moved toward the window, assessing for threats. Iver Kearney, Sadria's little brother, was not so little anymore, stood with damp red hair by the doorway, his blue eyes filled with curiosity as he looked at me. I wonder if he remembered me. He was twelve when I left. Or perhaps his curiosity wasn't that he was trying to remember me and more that he likely tried to assess the situation with his telepathic gift only to find that I was immune to such gifts. Silvercloud entered last, his long hair damp as he accessed security footage on his tablet. He looked up with a grin and teased, “If it weren’t for what happened at the end of this footage, I’d wonder why you two are

Jack returned, voice even. Around the table, micro-shifts. Luke’s chair tipped back an inch then settled. Don tapped his pen cap twice, stopped. Stacey didn’t move at all, which was movement enough. Scott placed a drive on the table with the care of laying a chess piece. “Satellite tasking. Saudi. Mexican Pacific. Brisbane. You’ll want the last twelve hours.” “We already do,” Jack said. His hand did not reach for the drive. He let Ty slide it into a sterile port instead.

“Sarael and Agustín will head up team two, Dani and Khalid will be team three, and Caleb and Mariana will be team four. We’ll assign the other DKE members to those groups to fill out their numbers.” “They are expecting us. We’ll keep them on their toes by teleporting inside.” Isak outlined. “Sarael, you can enter through the back right here.” He pointed to a door on the back. “Kahlid and Dani, you can take the side entrance, leaving the front to Caleb and Mariana. Silvercloud and Persephone, can you take down the alarms?” “Of course we can. Tell us when, and it’ll be down.” Persephone smiled.