My Little Containment Breach

Bailey had now passed into the Light Containment zone, passing an office.

"Hey Bailey! Did you hear? SCP-106 broke containment a few hours ago!" A fellow guard yelled to Bailey.

"YES! I HEARD THAT FROM YOU ALREADY! NOW PLEASE STOP TELLING ME!" Bailey screamed at the top of his lungs. inhaling and exhaling heavily afterwards

"Jesus! What the hell is your problem?!" The guard asked, backing away.

"Sorry, I'm just pissed because of the chief." Bailey aplogized.

"I understand. Chief's a bitch, but don't let him get to you Bailey." Bailey nodded. After a quick conversation, Bailey left, heading for the containment of SCP-173.

After passing a few hallways, Bailey came to a three way tunnel system. One way leads to the Class-D holding cells. Class-D's are human test subjects taken from either Death Row or innocent people on rare occasions. The other way was an overpass that lead to the control room. Bailey went down the tunnel and onto the overpass. He reached the door on the other side and entered an atrium. Bailey then entered a door to the left, which lead into an elevator. After taking it up, the door opened, revealing the control room. To the left is a door and a few windows, showing the blast door that sealed the containment chamber of SCP-173. to the Right was a bunch of equipment, probably for research. on the far end of the room was the intercom operator.

"Captain Bailey! You're here a little early." The person said to Bailey with an eyebrow raised. The intercom operator wore a standard white uniform with a SCP logo, like everything else in the facility; Literally; everything on Bailey is white except his helmet, vest, and boots.

"Okay, so here's the test subjects. D-1253, D-9323, and D-9341" The intercom operator announced to Bailey.

"Where's the other guards?" Bailey asked.

"Uh. Either guarding the cell block or on their way" The intercom operator replied. About eleven minutes later, two Class-D's entered the room just outside the chamber. Another Class-D entered the room shortly after. The intercom operator approached the microphone, while flipping a switch on the console.

"All Class-D personal, Please enter the containment chamber!" The intercom operator announced through the P.A. system. Two of the Class-D's moved into the containment chamber. One of them hesitated to move forward.

"Subject D-9341! Enter the containment chamber or you will be terminated!" The announcer shouted, startling both Bailey and the D. D-9341 then walked into the containment chamber, allowing the brown, bulky blast door to shut behind him and the other two D's. One of the monitors inside the control room came on and presented a view of the chamber. On one side was the three slightly irritated Class-D's and on the other side was SCP-173.

The thing had short arms and legs, but a ridiculously large head. It was tan colored. The face was distorted, having a huge red and black oval in the center of its face, two green ovals on the top corners, and two slightly smaller black ovals on the bottom corners of its face. Bailey thought it was the second ugliest thing he had seen in his eleven years in the foundation, next to SCP-106. Bailey was gradually getting nervous, something didn't seem right. Was it the fact that SCP-173 had breach containment many times before, or was it that SCP-106 breach containment earlier that morning.

Bailey had enough. He reached for his radio on his thigh, then pressed it up against his ear.

"Franklin, this is Captain Bailey. Where is the rest of Security Team five?" He had asked into the radio receiver. There was a small delay before Franklin responded.

"Uh, The team has been split into two fire-teams. One is where you are at, the other is currently re-containing SCP-106." Franklens voice sounded over the static of the radio.

"Please approach SCP-173". Only one of the D's approach the statue, who is staring at the wall. As the intercom operator neared the mic to shout at the two resistant D's, the blast doors opened, making both Bailey's and the operators eyebrows raise. One of the Class-D's stepped out of the chamber, while the other two stayed in.

"Uh, there seems to be a problem with the door control system. The door isn't responding to any attempts to close it, so-". The room started to rumble. Then the sound of a distant explosion filled the room, followed by distant gunshots. Both Bailey and the intercom operator tensed up. Bailey Reached for his radio to ask what was going on. The intercom operator continued with a nervous tone.

"Please maintain a direct eye contact with SCP-173 and wait for further instruc-" The intercom and electricity started to surge, then the lights went out.

"What the fu..." the Class-D closest to the statue was interrupted. CRACK! A sound of something breaking echoed throughout the room. The lights came back on, revealing a dead Class-D, and the statue facing the other Class-D's. Then the lights went out again. CRACK! Another loud sound echoed even louder.

The power came back on and the statue was standing slightly past the blast doors, with D-9341 both keeping his distance and maintaining eye contact. Bailey, with a terrified expression, singled the guard on the balcony to shoot the D and call for extra security. The facility began to tremor as the power flickered twice before going out again, followed by a distant explosion.

When the power came back on, SCP-173 was on the balcony, causing both Bailey and the intercom operator to jump back against the wall. The guard on the balcony fired his FN P90 twenty-three times at the statue, but to no avail. The power ultimately failed, followed by the noise of something falling and another thing moving through what seemed like the vents.