The foundation is built upon secrets, so much so that not everyone in the organization is privy to our activities outside of the containment sites.

While there are hundreds of containment facilities spread worldwide,

there are also designated public areas designed to monitor and experiment with SCPs.

That's where nomadic agents like me come into play.

We're somewhere in between investigators and security forces.

It's our job to roam the country and check in regularly with these remote places hidden in plain sight.

And sometimes, when necessary, deal with any threats that arise

from the less monitored anomalies. There are maybe half a dozen of us, but we never have

to interact much. Most of these experiments are fairly low risk, and our job is more travel

and reporting than anything else. It's a pretty good gig for a guy like me.

I'm former military, the Marines, to be precise. My career in the Corps established a solid

reputation for following orders, but I wasn't smart enough to ever be an officer. Just point me

in a direction and tell me what to do, and I'll get the job done.

As a foundation agent, my orders now are short, simple, and easy, just the way I like

them.

It gives me plenty of time to travel the road alone with my thoughts.

Some people don't fare well with this kind of solidarity,

but it's always been, well, almost therapeutic for me. More than any psychiatrist, and believe

me, I tried plenty after my tour of duty. My SUV rolls past the sign for Corinth. It's a small

town in the middle of nowhere, and I've visited it routinely over the past couple of years.

The SEP it houses is pretty boring.

Some type of fungus that can cause colds, but most people and animals are immune to the effects.

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