A sigh of relief escaped jack brights lips as the sound of the blaring alarms finally turned off. Or well that's what had imagined had happened anyway.

The alarms in his level had all been smashed and broken where as every other level they were still going off. It was a strategy move that was being used but it would be too late until bright relized it.

He male left his bathroom, trying to push away the unerving feeling of being watched as he sat back down at his desk and looked through his papers. Nothing was out of the ordernary yet something still felt as if it was missing.

His pen

He hadn't taken his pen off the desk so where was it now? He ducked under the desk, looking at the floor incse it rolled. It hasn't. He got back up on his chair and looked through the paper work, in case it was messed in papers. It wasn't. He checked the draws attached to the desk. He might have thrown it in before be texted the o5. It wasn't in there.

He huffed in irritation as he looked back up and at his papers before thoughts began to hit into him like a truck. But this time, they weren't thoughts about himself. They were thoughts on the containment breach.

How on earth did they captured able so fast? How were the alarms on and off in a matter of half an hour? How did they recapture the old man without him even seeing him once?

So many questions, so little answers. He needed to find out what was going on. He reached for his phone but just like the pen, it was gone. Not here anymore.

He would have done the same procedure to check but genuinely couldn't be bothered to, and the fact he hadn't seen it when checking for the pen. He didn't see the need.

He got up from his desk and sighed quietly, deciding he needed to just go back to bed and sleep away his issues. Or he had to go bother Dr man with issues but decided against it. They had enough troubles today. He, for once, didn't want to be responsible for another.

Making his way to his room, he opened the door to immediately slam it shut jist seconds after. His eyes were as wide as his amulet as he swollowed a breath "Shit..." He whispered under his breath.

There, stood in his room, was non other than scp 953. A girl who could look as she pleased but showed herself as a young Korean lady with 9 fox tails and red hair. She wore a very traditional Korean princess dress, pink with long blowing arms and a long pink dress.

He backed up slightly, trying to put numbers and words together. There was nothing of her escaping containment. And all the sirens had stopped.

As he took another step back, a cold large hand grabbed his shoulder followed by a deep chuckle

"Ah-Doctor bright...it's been a while"