The assignment that ended my career as an SCP field agent was my expedition into SCP

308, otherwise known as the Infinite Ikea.

Driving to SCP 3008, Mr. Spittle briefed me.

Your assignment is to enter SCP 308.

Find Agent Ophelius and report back to us.

Agent Ophelius, the only colleague I liked, had been assigned to go in and retrieve some lost shoppers,

but he himself had become lost. There was only one question on my mind. How will I find my way out?

We had already developed an exit locator for Agent Ophelius. You'll be equipped with one,

Spittle handed me the compass-like device. To help you find your way out? Well, sure. I mean,

it worked for Agent Ophelius, right? I joked. We don't think the exit

locator was the problem. Ophelius just stopped reporting to us without warning, suggesting he

might have gotten into some kind of trouble. Trouble? As you know, the staff become hostile at night.

That's right. I'd read the field reports. The IKEA staff would shuffle around placidly during the day,

but at night they'd attack anyone on site.

Worse, they were attracted to the bodies of their fallen colleagues,

so killing them only attracted more of them.

But Ophelius went silent during the day, Spittle continued, suggesting the staff weren't the cause.

According to earlier reports, there are a few townships inside SCP-3008.

They might know something. It's likely Ophelius made contact with them at some

point. That was in the report too. The shoppers lost inside SCP 3008 seemed to have grouped together,

built barricades, and armed themselves with IKEA products to fend off the staff throughout the night.

Surviving on food from the IKEA restaurants, they had carved out quite an existence there.

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