What do we have these Class D personnel for, if not for experimentation?

Dr. Briggs says to me, and the two other security personnel assigned to this SCP,

we're standing in the hallway outside the observation room.

Dr. Briggs just happened to spot us from his office across the way.

None of us says anything, thinking that he will continue

his little rant, but he pauses as if waiting for an answer.

Oh, I say.

I thought that was a rhetorical question, sir. I believe that we have Class D personnel

for one reason only. Experimentation.

That's right, he says, looking up at me.

He's a small, plump man that reminds me of a pug.

Maybe he has one at home.

He seems like the type to own one of those ugly little dogs.

So, why is it that getting approval for my

experiments is so hard? He continues. Why is it that they want to micromanage every little

thing? I've been with the foundation for nearly ten years. Ten years! I exchanged looks with the two other security guards.

I barely know them, since I'm new to this particular SCP,

but we definitely share that us against them mentality already.

All the security officers do.

And Dr. Briggs is definitely not one of us. He gives us orders, after all.

Anyway, Briggs says, scooting his glasses up as he pitches the bridge of his nose with two sausage fingers.

What I'm trying to tell you is that I finally got approval for a series of experiments.

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