Chapter 1

I set down at the table, a humanoid SCP a couple chairs down, setting there working for the SCP Foundation a foundation for containing what she is. It didn't use to be like that the anomalies were abused, killed, hit, zapped, anything to make them hurt or to make the bitch ass personnel smile... That's why so many run... So many anomalies don't know that we've changed. It was hell for SCPs back in the day, we couldn't call them by their name's or gender only "it" or the SCP number classification we'd gave them.

The things I've seen... The things I've done... The things I've done for the Foundation. We weren't any better than the Chaos Insurgency back then I'm glad the ethics committee took second in command to the O5 council otherwise it would still be hell for them... For her. I'll never forget the smiles on their faces the laughs that came from their mouths, Abusing the SCPs just because their different... Just because the're not normal, Anomalies shouldn't be treated this way. It's hard to believe that we've changed so much... but it's for the better.

**Six hours later**

Six hours, six fucking hours sitting here, not doing shit. Why am I here? I'm just a facility guard; I shouldn't be here... Only getting up to get myself or someone else a cup of coffee or tea... At last, it's finally over. Thank you, 343; it's pizza day today.