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The Files had said the anomaly was basically pure terror,

but he hadn't believed it until he saw it. When the woman, D-6245, fell to the floor and

curled in on herself, rocking like she was having some fit, Six assumed she was faking. After all,

the observation room is empty. There isn't a piece of furniture or

even a stray throw pillow. Blank walls, blank floor, blank ceiling, except for the mesh-covered,

recessed fluorescent lights that flicker constantly despite the amount of funds that the foundation

pours into the place. And that is what council member six is here

for, to obtain future funding for the site that has seemed to have been co-opted by anomaly

SCP 303. So is that it? One of the men seated behind six asks. She's just going to lie there

like a damn lump? Not very scary, Mr. Six.

Six smiles at the name.

The four men seated in the row behind him

know nothing about who he really is.

They barely know what the foundation is.

That isn't stopping Six from taking their money.

Not that outside funding like theirs is allowed.

Now, Six is walking a razor-thin

line by inviting non-foundation personnel into a restricted site. Technically, Six could be kicked

off the council at best, disappeared at worst. Although with what Six knows about the foundation

and the various nightmares they have under

lock and key, being disappeared would be far from the worst that could happen to him.

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